He forcibly dragged Ji Anning to the door of Ji Chicheng's room.
"You let go!" Ji Anning struggled, but he couldn't beat him.
During her struggle, Ji Jingfeng had already started knocking on Ji Chicheng's door.
Inside the house, a man's familiar footsteps sounded, with a sound, as if stepping on Ji Anning's heart. She clenched her gloved hand, and the other hand held by Ji Jingfeng, instinctively retracted back.
But Ji Jingfeng refused to let her succeed, and just put it in a prominent place.
The door opened.
I don't know if it is a psychological effect, as if the light perfume smell only belongs to him, passing through the tip of her nose, touching the tip of her heart, her heart trembled, she did not dare to look up or take a look.
His face, in her mind, already made her unable to extricate herself.
How dare she look?
"Uncle, Grandpa asked us to call you downstairs to eat." Ji Jingfeng deliberately grabbed Ji Anning's hand and lifted it up for fear that Ji Jingfeng would not see the same.
He curled his lips triumphantly, as if he were a winner.
"Let go." Ji Chicheng coldly said to Ji Jingfeng.
Ji Jingfeng now feels that he is bound to win, but he still can't face Ji Chicheng's powerful aura that seems to be where he lives.
Like the leader of the king.
His eyes trembled subconsciously, a look of fear flashed across his face, but his hand still clung to Ji Anning's hand firmly.
He looked at Ji Chicheng pretending to be calm, "What do you mean, uncle? My marriage with An Ning has already been decided. Even if I share the bed with her now, it's reasonable."
He let go of Ji Anning's hand and put his arms around her waist.
"Ji Jingfeng, I will let you go." Ji Chicheng stretched out his hand, grabbed Ji Jingfeng by the collar, and pushed him to the opposite wall at once, almost picked him up, glared at him and warned: "If I see you touch her again, I will let you have no place to stay in Ji's house."
His anger broke out without scruples.
Ji Anning was frightened, and looked at Ji Chicheng's trembling back in amazement, "Little..."
She opened her mouth, her familiar name, and almost blurted it out. She looked at Ji Jingfeng again, "Jing Feng, this family will soon let you forget it. If people see you being treated by a nameless person at home..."
Before she finished her cold-blooded words, Ji Chicheng suddenly turned his head and swept her sternly.
Her voice was uncontrollably forced to stop by his gaze, and she adjusted it. She restrained her trembling heart, raised her chin at Ji Chicheng arrogantly, and smiled coldly, "Uncle, you still don't know how to respect people. , Selfish and arrogant, don't forget, Jing Feng will be the real owner of this house in the future, and you will hold your share at most and continue to be in name."
Almost every word she said, her heart would have the first drop of blood.
It hurts, she is about to suffocate.
"Ji Anning."
As soon as Ji Anning's words fell, before Ji Chicheng could respond to her, Ji Mingyue's anger at her suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.
Ji Mingyue rushed to Ji Anning's side angrily, unstoppable.
"Snapped!"
Before everyone could react, a slap fell on Ji Anning's left face fiercely.
At this moment, everyone involuntarily held their breath, and the atmosphere became strangely tense.
Ji Anning was slapped by Ji Mingyue, staring at Venus.