Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 679 - 671: Who Donated the Cornea Again? (Part 4)

Qi Helian frowned, "Such disrespect."

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The three-bedroom house by the sea was simply and elegantly furnished. After seeing it, Ji Anning felt the house was a bit too big, but she loved the broad view of the ocean from the balcony.

So she was somewhat reluctant to let it go.

Finally, under Qi Helian’s persuasion, she agreed to take it, but her identity card and household registration book were at Ji Chicheng’s apartment—she hadn’t brought her purse when she left that day.

She still needed to retrieve them before signing the lease agreement.

That same evening, major websites exploded with news of her and Qi Helian house-hunting together, claiming they were looking at a matrimonial home.

She glanced over all the content of the news, which was just various fabrications and wild guesses. Having seen it so much, she had become accustomed to it.

Qi Helian dropped her off at the apartment, telling her to rest well, but it had been many days since she last saw Fenfen, and her assistant had not contacted her in recent days, leaving her quite worried.

Thus, after Qi Helian left, she took a taxi to Ji Chicheng’s apartment.

The security at Ji Chicheng’s apartment complex was very strict. When entering, Ji Anning followed someone from the same complex inside,

and since she hadn’t brought her access card, she couldn’t operate the elevator.

So she waited at the doorway until someone arrived; they were going to the sixteenth floor and she followed them.

Her body still hadn’t fully recovered, and it took her nearly two hours to climb to the 43rd floor. When she leaned against the wall as she exited the stairwell and saw that familiar door, her heart instantly froze.

She turned around, leaned her head against the wall, and slid down to sit on the floor.

He had changed the locks, he had actually changed the locks.

She was so desperate that she couldn’t even cry, but it took a very long time for her to overcome that pang of pain.

She continued to lean on the wall and staggered to her feet, walking toward that familiar door. She didn’t try her fingerprint or the memorized password; instead, she simply pressed the doorbell.

Over and over, with no one coming to open the door, nor a sound of response.

Could it be that they no longer lived there?

Ji Anning frowned, clenched her fist, and knocked a few more times on the door, still receiving no response. She walked to the hallway entrance and looked at the window—the house was pitch-dark with no lights on.

No one was home.

Where could he have taken Fenfen? To the Ji Family’s place?

Thinking this, she decided to go to the Ji Family’s house, grateful that the elevator downstairs didn’t require an access card.

At night the roads were icy, causing cars to drive very slowly, including the taxis. When she reached the Ji Family’s house, they were just having dinner. It should have been a lively New Year’s second day, but because of the grandfather’s death, the atmosphere had become very somber and depressed.

As Ji Anning stepped through the door, she could hardly feel any semblance of life.

"Miss Anning has returned,"

the old butler, somewhat bewildered upon seeing Ji Anning, greeted her then immediately shouted toward the dining area, "Madam, Miss Anning has returned."

Upon hearing the butler’s call, people came running out from the dining room.

Among the crowd, Ji Anning spotted a figure in the family that had been absent for a long time, Yang Yufang.

"Anning."

Yang Yufang, coming from the dining room, spotted Ji Anning immediately, quickened her pace, and embraced her, "Anning, you’re finally back."

"Let me go." Ji Anning looked down, her gaze cold as ice.