Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 321 - 315: Mysterious Boyfriend is a Tycoon (14)

Ji Anning watched the old man’s departing figure for a long time, her heart still trembling.

The senior valued face and reputation above all and dreaded any gossip about the Ji Family, which was widely known, otherwise...

She glanced at Ji Chicheng beside her, eyes brimming with sympathy.

At home, he was the favored one by the senior, second to none, and even the old man himself would yield to him.

Yet outside, the senior still cared about the conventional perspectives, afraid that having this illegitimate son as the head would spark criticisms.

Although in her heart, the old man wasn’t such a person, even willing to neglect his own life for the sake of his younger brother, an illegitimate child.

Yet all his arrangements made one inevitably think that way.

Otherwise, how would Ji Jingfeng come to be the heir of the Ji Family?

Be it in terms of generation, talent, or even charm and looks, the younger brother was streets ahead of Ji Jingfeng.

Jingfeng always seemed unable to bear the guise of a wealthy young master, always missing something, or maybe it related to the status of his mother in the family.

Seeing how furious the old man was when mentioning Jingfeng, one could imagine how much more he cared about face than they had thought.

In wealthy families, how many young heirs weren’t seen with a presentable fiancée, and covertly displaying colorful flags outside.

Yet Ji Jingfeng had only Bai Guo, and it angered the old man to the point of disowning him.

"I’m also full, Uncle, you take your time eating."

Across, Ji Xiangting also put down her chopsticks, lazily glanced at Ji Chicheng with a greeting lacking sincerity, then stood up and left.

Her poise was very haughty, not even giving Ji Anning a glance.

With the old patriarch and Ji Xiangting gone, only Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning were left in the dining room. Watching Ji Xiangting leave the dining area, Ji Anning averted her gaze and turned to look at Ji Chicheng.

Ji Chicheng was just about to place a piece of beef into her mouth.

She hastily looked around to make sure no one was there, then opened her mouth to take the beef Ji Chicheng fed her, quickly pulling away and lowering her head, as if a thief.

Ji Chicheng, regardless of how guilty she felt, kept his calm, continuing to serve her dishes and soup.

Ji Anning, unable to stop him with her gaze and not daring to speak out loud, could only fix her eyes helplessly on the doorway, fearing someone might enter.

"If Ji Jingfeng comes back..."

Ji Chicheng placed a bowl of soup in front of Ji Anning, speaking leisurely in his normal tone.

Ji Anning quickly covered his mouth with her hand, frowning and whispered to him, "Let’s not talk in the dining room, send messages in the room."

Saying so, she immediately stood up and left, running faster than a rabbit.

Back in the room, Ji Anning locked the door behind her, leaning against it to catch her breath, then walked over to the desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

She picked up her phone to send a WeChat message to Ji Chicheng.

"Uncle, have you come upstairs?"

"Still having soup."

Ji Chicheng replied, then sent a photo.

In the photo, two bowls, one with soup and the other with food, but that wasn’t... wasn’t that her own bowl?

Her leftover foods!!!

Ji Anning: "..."

Speechless for a while, she replied, "Didn’t expect you to have the habit of eating other’s leftovers, not sure whether to praise you for being frugal or to scold you for being creepy, I’m going to shower, send me a message when you’re upstairs."