Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 698 - 690: We Are Close Uncle and Nephew (Part 18)

Ji Anning heard footsteps behind her and suddenly turned around. The man’s towering figure had already reached her, and before she could react, she was already wrapped in his embrace.

Familiar suit, familiar scent, familiar heartbeat, familiar arms, yet she couldn’t find the familiar feeling.

Ji Anning did not understand why this sudden embrace had come. She clenched her fists above her chest and tilted her head back, brushing her head against the man’s chin.

But before she could look at his face, his large hand suddenly grabbed the back of her head, pressing her face against his chest.

His fingers slid into her hair, his fingertips cool, his breathing heavy.

After the initial shock and surprise, Ji Anning felt fear. Something must have happened, "Uncle, what happened?"

The man took a deep breath, his breathing slightly trembling. After a long pause, his voice, filled with heartache, finally reached Ji Anning’s head, "I said, even if you are my own niece, what of it?"

But why did an unintentional remark always come true?

It seemed as if the heavens always loved to play jokes on people in love, and the joke they played on them was so huge.

Ji Anning’s body stiffened abruptly, and she widened her eyes to look up again. Meeting the man’s eyes, brimming with pain, she slightly opened her mouth.

"I want you, I still want you."

Ji Chicheng’s lips suddenly pressed down, sealing Ji Anning’s slightly parted lips, fiery and frantic, exuding rebellion and arrogance.

As if venting, as if declaring that if fate was to mock him like this, he was determined to rebel, to resist.

A taste of blood spread in their mouths, down their throats, through their bodies. Whose blood it was, they did not know, but the taste of blood reminded Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng that the same blood flowed in their veins.

Ji Anning suddenly came to her senses, pushing against Ji Chicheng’s chest with both hands, and pushed him away. She stepped back repeatedly, "I don’t want to be with you anymore."

With that, she didn’t look at the man’s face and turned to run away.

As she ran, she wiped the blood from her lips. She didn’t want the same blood as him, no, she didn’t want it.

When alone, she had already broken through that barrier, had already thrown caution to the wind. But when he laid bare their relationship in front of them, so blatantly determined to defy the natural order, she wanted to retreat again.

Was it that she couldn’t completely overcome the barrier of their uncle-niece relationship, or was it just too tiring, too hard?

I don’t want to be with you anymore...

Ji Chicheng stood frozen, watching Ji Anning’s retreating figure, her resolute words echoing in his mind... No, not resolute, but the resignation after being utterly exhausted.

His feet, as if shackled, could neither move forward nor back. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Because of their relationship, he couldn’t bear to persist when he saw how tired she was; because of love, how could he let go?

So once a person has concerns, they’ll be bound by all sorts of restrictions, all sorts of entanglements... He... finally understood, finally realised.

In a house as grand as a palace, there was quite a distance from the living room to the stairs. Ji Anning raced crazily toward the staircase, while the man, regal as a king, stood at the top of the second-floor landing, looking down at her with a lowered gaze.

"I saw him walk away, utterly dejected."

Ji Anning stopped in her tracks, looked up, and found such a gaze always made one feel he was cold-hearted, or perhaps he was inherently so.