Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 657 - 649: Framed (7)

The butler replied, crying, "I can’t get through to the Young Master’s phone."

Soon after, Wu Sister’s voice came from the door, "I have just managed to get in touch with the Young Master. The fourth sister had an incident in Country Y, and the Young Master was on his way to the airport, but now he has returned."

Lin Yanqin asked anxiously, "What happened to Ming Yue?"

Ji Anning was even more anxious, she looked at Wu Sister who had come to report, gaping, and her breath caught.

Ji Mingyue had an incident in Country Y, she couldn’t help but associate it with Charles.

"They said she was shot, the details are still unknown."

Shot!

Ji Anning’s eyes widened, she turned around, held the doorframe to step out of the study, rummaged through her bag for her mobile phone, dialed Charles’s number, and it connected immediately after one ring.

The voice of Charles’s secretary came through, "Miss Niannian, Mr. Charles is currently on a plane. He is resting now; do you need anything?"

Ji Anning replied coldly, "Let him answer the phone."

"I’m sorry, Mr. Charles is asleep."

The assistant would not connect her to Charles, Ji Anning became desperate, "Just ask him directly for me if Ji Mingyue being shot has anything to do with him."

Suddenly, Charles’s voice came through the phone, "It’s her curiosity that got the better of her, she trespassed into my backyard, and I merely taught her a small lesson."

Upon hearing this, Ji Anning angrily demanded, "What have you done to her?"

Charles said, "It’s just a gunshot wound in her leg, you needn’t worry."

His slow and unruffled tone didn’t treat the gunshot as anything serious.

"Young Master."

At that moment, Ji Chicheng returned.

Ji Anning hurriedly put away her phone, turned around, and Ji Chicheng walked over with heavy steps, not waiting for anyone.

Ji Anning greeted him, "Uncle."

As Ji Chicheng approached, she reached out to grab his arm, but he looked at her, furrowing his brows, manifesting either disgust or hatred.

Ji Anning’s outstretched hand trembled slightly, and in her daze, Ji Chicheng had already walked past her and entered the study.

The door to the study was closed at that time because they were inside changing the old master’s clothes.

Ji Anning stood dazedly at the door, recalling the way Ji Chicheng had looked at her, feeling panicked and uneasy.

"Who reported this?"

At that time, the police came again, three officers, dressed in uniform, each with a stern expression, sweeping their gazes over the few people present.

"It was her." Lin Yanqin pointed at Ji Anning, fervently accusing her, "She is the murderer, she killed our family’s old master."

Ji Anning shook her head in denial, "I didn’t."

She didn’t, she had never thought about killing the old man.

Lin Yanqin scoffed, "Enough! There’s no need to argue anymore. You were acting strange the moment you entered, carrying a murderous aura. The whole family heard you yelling at the old master in the study, and you were the only one in the study then. Plus, the doctor said that the medication the old master took was not right. If not you, then who?"

Upon hearing this, the leading police officer came up to Ji Anning, "Please come with us."

Ji Anning refused to go with them, "I didn’t; the medicine grandpa took was already in his drawer, he wanted to take it himself; there can’t be any problem with it."

The police officer said, "We, the police, will investigate whether there’s anything wrong with the medicine."

As he spoke, he didn’t care whether Ji Anning cooperated or not, grabbed her arm, and forcibly took her away, "Let’s go."

Most people, immersed in the grief of the old master’s sudden death, did not stand up to speak for her.