Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 663 - 655: It’s Not Your Turn to Be in Charge (Part One)

His tone was cold and indifferent, not fierce nor angry, yet it made people dare not to contradict.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanqin leapt up, "I don’t believe it, I don’t believe the old man would just give all the company’s shares to Ji Anning, this outsider."

As she spoke, she pointed at the old man’s tombstone, trembling with emotion, "The old man’s body isn’t even cold yet, and you are already plotting a rebellion. Aren’t you afraid that he will come looking for you in the middle of the night?"

If the old man truly transferred thirty-two percent of the shares to Ji Anning’s name, what would be left for her and her daughters in the Ji Family?

After all, she had given birth to two daughters for the Ji Family and had been a widow for so many years there; she couldn’t believe the old man would be so ruthless.

Ji Chicheng paid no attention to her near out-of-control emotion, looking down at Ji Anning, he commanded, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to get up." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Saying this, he walked away.

"If you want to leave the Ji Family sooner, then continue to stay here."

Ji Chicheng had walked a long distance; his cold voice drifted back, causing Lin Yanqin and her daughters, who were ready to confront Ji Anning, to shiver and hesitate.

No matter what, Ji Chicheng had owned thirty percent of the company’s shares since he joined the Ji Family. No matter how the old man arranged the remaining shares, the current head of the family was still Ji Chicheng.

They weighed their options and still didn’t dare to make a move at this critical juncture.

"What exactly does Uncle mean? On one hand, he seems to dote on this little wench; on the other hand, he makes her kneel in the snow. Does he have a split personality?"

"Who knows, a bastard and a little wench really match each other."

Lin Yanqin and her daughters walked while discussing Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng, their words unpleasant to hear.

What exactly does Uncle mean? On one hand, he is rough with this little wench, and yet, he makes her kneel in the snow...

Does he still not entirely trust her, or is he blaming her?

Yes, the old man’s death, whether it was natural or not, couldn’t be disconnected from her; even she couldn’t forgive herself, let alone him.

...

Outside the car window, the snow was getting heavier, piling up thickly on the front windshield and blocking the view.

The man’s dark scowling eyes were fixed on the girl who knelt motionless in the distance, the coldness in his eyes indescribable.

The driver, sitting in the driver’s seat, looked back at him numerous times, his expression eager to speak but daring not to.

Suddenly, a whooshing cold wind blew, turning the snowflakes in the air into a vortex and swaying the tree tops.

Finally, unable to bear it anymore, the driver turned to Ji Chicheng, his face full of concern as he reminded, "Young Master, the snow has gotten heavier."

The howling wind drilled into his ears. Hearing the driver’s reminder, his hands that rested beside his legs trembled slightly, but looking again at the kneeling girl, she still held her back straight, motionless, stubborn as if in a standoff.

Ji Chicheng’s eyes flashed coldly; he withdrew his gaze and coldly commanded the driver, "Drive."

"But..." the driver hesitated, looking towards Ji Anning with a sense of pity.

"Hmm?" Ji Chicheng raised an eyebrow, a sharp look sweeping over, causing the driver to shiver and quickly avert his gaze, starting the car.

The windshield wipers were activated, and the snow piled on the windshield was soon cleared away.

The car slowly moved away from the spot, leaving the cemetery behind.