Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 299 - 293: Knocking on the Door at Midnight (Seventeen)
The car horn sounded behind her, and she knew Ji Chicheng had arrived, stopped in her tracks, frowned, pursed her lips, and glared at the man in the driver’s seat before she walked over, pulled open the rear door of the car, and got in.
’Snap’
After Ji Anning got into the car, she forcefully closed the door so that the entire vehicle trembled.
"Tell me the reason for your tantrum," Ji Chicheng turned to look at Ji Anning, his eyes calm and waveless, his tone just as tranquil, betraying no emotion whatsoever.
He took Ji Anning’s series of actions as nothing more than a child’s unreasonable fuss, so he didn’t condescend to argue with her.
"No reason," Ji Anning pouted, not denying she was in a mood.
After speaking, she awkwardly turned her face away, looking out of the window.
Ji Chicheng nodded, "Then that is an admission that you are being unreasonable."
Ji Anning also nodded, "Yes."
"I will allow it this once."
She had braced herself for his young master’s temper to flare up again, expecting him to tell her to ’get out of the car,’ but he suddenly changed tack, imperiously granting her a special privilege... the right to be unreasonable.
Then, without waiting for her to say anything, he turned back around and started the car.
Ji Anning truly had been a bit moody, irritated that he always had to have the last word, never bending to her will.
But now, wasn’t this him buckling down to her?
’I allow you to cry for a while.’
’I dote on you, so I allow you to tell me lies with your eyes wide open.’
’I allow you this once.’
These words might sound domineering, as if everything had to be permitted by him, and without his permission nothing could be done, but in reality, he was just making concessions.
His method might be hard for ordinary people to understand or accept, but she could.
He was such a proud man, so how could his affection be anything but unconventional?
Ji Anning rested her head against the car window, watching the man intently navigating the traffic lights, the corners of her lips turned up in a wry smile. Her anger subsided helplessly, replaced by a hint of sweetness that rose in her heart.
She didn’t speak again, and Ji Chicheng remained silent for the rest of the journey.
The car’s CD player was playing English songs that felt amazing. Ji Anning, feeling drowsy but dared not sleep, listened, as she needed to get off the car early at the intersection.
She yawned repeatedly but refused to close her eyes.
Finally reaching the bus stop at the intersection, she asked to get off. Perhaps out of habit or thinking that her mood hadn’t quite passed, he easily agreed to let her off.
The sky had grown late, only a trace of light lingered.
By the time Ji Anning reached home, the night had completely fallen; the luxurious villa was brightly lit, every blade of grass, even a piece of stone in the yard, exuded nobility and luxury.
Every time she previously stepped into this yard, she felt a foreign, repulsive sensation.
Her status as a child bride, with no standing, the ’mother-in-law’ who was always bullied, and that... unspeakable crush of hers made every moment here feel like agony.
In the past, she had tried everything to escape this gilded cage, but now she feared she would have no reason to enter it again.
All because of him.
Ah, when could she step into this place with the identity she hoped for? Would there ever be such a day?
Ji Anning stared at the luxurious villa, sighed, then withdrew her gaze and continued towards the main door.
Passing the fountain, she saw Ji Chicheng’s car parked at the entrance, and next to it, a black Audi, the patriarch’s vehicle.
Grandfather has returned!
Thinking of having to face the old man once she entered, Ji Anning felt a twinge of nervousness. This would be the first time she faced him since her relationship with Ji Chicheng began.
