Ji Anning changed into decent clothes and appeared at the top of the stairs, looking at the middle-aged and upright man sitting on the sofa.
Her eyes and heart seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, she couldn't see clearly and couldn't guess.
‘I can give you everything you need, the only thing I want in return is the child in your stomach, you must have the surname Char. ’
When she was desperate two years ago, this man suddenly appeared in front of her, looking at her condescendingly, saying that he would give her everything she needed at the time.
She still doesn't know why she agreed at the time and why she believed him.
Or was it his kingly scornful eyes that made her dare not refuse?
"Niannian."
After thinking, the man looked over and saw her.
Ji Anning put away all thoughts and smiled at him slightly, "Mr. Char."
A man in his fifties, wearing a dark gray shirt, his hair is a bit gray, but even though that face has gone through years of ravages, it still can't hide his handsome foundation.
A pair of deep eyes, glowing deep blue, like a mystery of the seabed.
There were many times when she stared into his eyes, there was always an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart.
She thought, when he was young, he must be very handsome.
Ji Anning held the handrails of the stairs, step by step down the steps, walked to the sofa, and sat down beside the man.
A position separated from him.
Charl looked at her, "Are you falling asleep?"
"Yeah." Ji Anning nodded lightly, and then she raised her head, looked directly at Char's smart eyes, opened her mouth, and then pressed her lips.
When he was about to ask, he took it back and lowered his eyes.
When Charl saw this, a gentle and loving smile appeared on his face, "Have the publicity campaign gone well?"
Ji Anning nodded, "Very smoothly."
"Oh." Charl also nodded. He didn't ask any more, reached out and picked up the cigar on the ashtray, and started smoking.
There was no movement for a long time.
Ji Anning raised his eyelids and was about to take a look at the situation. One might as well meet the eyes that Char was looking at smiling at her, as if waiting for her to speak.
She pursed her lips and deliberately asked what she was about to ask, "Mr. Char knows that Mr. Ji is my grandfather?"
How could he not know that he suddenly appeared in front of her like a savior, it was he who gave her a new identity in country Y, how could an omnipotent figure like him take her home without knowing her foundation? .
Char didn't deny it, nodded and said: "I know, Mr. Ji and I have been acquaintances for many years, probably almost 30 years."
As if recalling some memories of him, his dark blue eyes condensed together.
But because it was too deep, he couldn't see his emotions.
Ji Anning stared at Char for a while and then asked, "Is there any grudge between you?"
"Why do you ask?" Char put away his thoughts, looked at Ji Anning, and raised an eyebrow at her with interest.
Ji Anning said: "He went to the hospital today and was mad at me."
"I already know about this." Charl glanced down his mouth, and then asked curiously: "But what does this have to do with my grievances with him?"
Ji Anning wanted to say that the old man was **** off by her into the hospital, but looking at Char's innocent appearance, she felt that he just wanted to tell him and pretend to be confused, even if she said it, it was meaningless.