Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 661 - 653: I’ve Slept with Her, So What? (1)

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Chapter 661: Chapter 653: I’ve Slept with Her, So What? (1)

They hadn’t paid much attention to Ji Anning before, but now their focus shifted to her, stirring up discussions.

Ji Anning had only planned to pay her respects and then leave, and now she wanted to leave even more.

Without saying goodbye, she turned to leave.

But just as she turned around, a cold warning from a man came from behind her, "Who gave you permission to leave? Who let you stand up?"

Instinctively, Ji Anning stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and saw that the man’s angry steps had already reached her side.

Without giving her a chance to react, he reached out his large hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled her back to the old master’s grave. He made her kneel down, "Without my command, you’re not allowed to get up."

His voice was just cold, very angry, but there was no hatred in it.

Like a child fearing to defy her parents, Ji Anning bent over to kneel down, hung her head in grievance, and remained silent.

Ji Chicheng glanced down at her, and his anger seemed to lessen quite a bit. The few old men present, all of whom had weathered storms in the business world, could all see what was going on.

It was obviously a family dispute, and they immediately found excuses to leave.

"Yanqin, Chicheng, the children are waiting for me to join them in visiting relatives. I’ll be leaving first."

"I’m leaving too." Watching one person leave, another followed suit and said to Ji Chicheng, "Your father has passed away. From now on, it’s up to you to worry about the family."

Someone immediately echoed, "Yes, your father loved you the most before he passed away and often praised your abilities."

These were the old master’s best old friends, so in this situation, Ji Chicheng gave them some face, though he barely acknowledged their comments with a slight nod, but didn’t speak to them.

Afterward, everyone bowed deeply to the old master’s tombstone and then left one after another.

Ji Jingfeng watched the backs of the old men as they left, grinding his teeth in rage and letting out a cold snort in his heart. He held back until the last guest of the day had been sent off.

He turned around, knelt down beside Ji Chicheng, added a few joss papers to the burning basin in front of them, and while burning them, said to Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, now that Grandpa is gone, I will be managing the company, but I still need your help at home."

At his words, Ji Chicheng looked up and sneered at Ji Jingfeng, "You’re managing the company?"

Ji Jingfeng said confidently, lifting his chin, "Grandpa had already handed the company over to me before he died, witnessed by many media outlets."

Ji Chicheng asked, "Do you own 0.1% of the shares, or what?"

"Grandpa had already transferred all the company’s shares to Anning while he was alive." Ji Chicheng remained defiant and said, "Anning and I are already engaged. We’ve been childhood sweethearts. What’s hers is mine; there’s no difference."

Hearing the men’s conversation, Lin Yanqin beside them became unsettled, "What are you talking about? The old master gave all the remaining shares of J.C to Ji Anning?"

She couldn’t accept this reality.

She had already found it hard to accept that the old master had passed on his position to Ji Jingfeng, and now he had given all the shares to him as well.

This was unbearable.

Ji Chicheng ignored Lin Yanqin’s questions, scornfully curling his lips at Ji Jingfeng, "You’re engaged to her, inseparable, but what does it mean if I have slept with her and we already have a child? What does that count as?"

At those words, everybody present, including Ji Jingfeng and Ji Anning, were shocked beyond measure.

(I’m too sleepy today. I’ll update two Chapters in the early morning and the rest in the daytime. A hundred Monthly Tickets will add another Chapter. Everyone, keep it up. The books behind are chasing too fiercely. Uncle and Anning are about to be crushed soon. Everyone, work hard...)