Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 688 - 680: We Are Close Uncle and Nephew (Part 8)

As she spoke, she reached out to grab her bag and gently patted Fenfen’s head. She gave the little girl one last longing look, then lifted her foot to leave.

At the door, she put on her shoes.

She opened the door, looking down, and stepped one foot outside. Suddenly, she stopped and turned to look at Ji Chicheng, "My name is now Li Nianjia, both my household registration and ID are under the name Li Nianjia, but the shares Grandfather left me, I signed as Ji Anning. The ones I gave to Ji Jingfeng, I signed as Ji Anning too."

And Ji Anning, this person, no longer existed in this world.

So what the old man wanted to entrust to her before he died was not the shares that couldn’t be given to Jingfeng, but something else, exactly what he wanted to say, unfortunately, she hadn’t understood clearly.

She had thought that Ji Chicheng would at least be a little surprised if not agitated upon hearing this, but there was absolutely no ripple on his handsome face.

He nodded lightly at her, "I know."

So, he had known all along.

Ji Anning was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips in self-derision. She had mustered the courage to clear her name, but it turned out to be so redundant.

Yes, if she could think of it, how could he not have thought of it? She really was foolish.

"In fact, you know everything, don’t you? You know Grandfather wasn’t killed by me, you know he didn’t actually leave the shares to me, so is it just that you don’t want to be with me anymore?"

As Ji Anning looked at Ji Chicheng, and he nodded at that moment, she couldn’t hold back anymore. She turned around and heard his crisp, unhesitating "Yes."

Knowing the answer would hurt her, hurt her pride, why did she ask? A typical case of not giving up until hitting a dead end.

Snowflakes drifted outside, yet Ji Anning didn’t feel the cold. Her hands tucked in the pockets of her down jacket, she walked briskly, leaving the gated community of Ji Chicheng’s home.

The man leaned against the glass window, head resting against the pane, watching the falling snowflakes outside, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression brooding.

Xin Xiaoxiao walked up to him, staring at his melancholic handsome face for a while, then pressed her lips together helplessly, "It seems you’re not in the mood to work tonight either. Maybe I should come back another time."

"Hmm," Ji Chicheng nodded.

Xin Xiaoxiao turned and headed towards the door. Suddenly, Ji Chicheng turned his head and said, "I’ll escort you."

Saying so, he straightened up and strode to the door, grabbed his coat, and stepped out ahead of Xin Xiaoxiao.

Xin Xiaoxiao smiled, her words heavy with implication, "The snow outside is coming down heavily; it’s good you’re escorting me. Otherwise, as a girl, I have to be wary of scheming drivers and also slippery roads."

At her words, Ji Chicheng’s hand, reaching to press the elevator button, paused.

Xin Xiaoxiao walked up beside him, smiled looking at him, and then fell silent.

The snow had indeed become heavier than in the evening. The car left the underground garage and circled around to the main entrance of the community.

The girl stopped walking, looked both ways, saw no cars, and continued on, her pace slow.

As the car silently approached her, before Ji Chicheng could do anything, Xin Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the back seat, opened the door directly. Ji Chicheng frowned.

Xin Xiaoxiao stuck her head out of the car and smiled at Ji Anning, "Beauty, we’re going out for a late-night snack; where are you headed? We can give you a ride."

Without waiting for Ji Anning to react or respond, Xin Xiaoxiao got up, hunched over and crawled from the back seat to the passenger seat, then looked back at Ji Anning again.