Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 719 - 711 Only Eat Once in a Lifetime (2)

Thinking of these, Ji Anning’s heart couldn’t stop feeling melancholic.

As she passed shops selling children’s clothing and supplies, she didn’t skip any of them, looking at the mountains of goods on the counters, some of which Fenfen couldn’t even use at the moment. The store clerk looked at Ji Anning dubiously and asked, "Miss, are you sure you want all these?"

"Yes, all of them," replied Ji Anning with certainty, her eyes slightly moist.

As she spoke, she took out a bank card, placed it on the counter, and then looked down at Fenfen beside her, who still hadn’t finished her piece of cake and had her mouth all messy.

She took out a tissue from her bag and bent down to wipe Fenfen’s mouth.

"Mommy, take a bite," Fenfen suddenly scooped up a spoonful of frosting and lifted it up to Ji Anning’s lips.

Ji Anning smiled, opened her mouth, and ate the frosting. She also bit onto the spoon, her eyes moist as she gazed at the little girl’s tender pink face.

Fenfen couldn’t pull the spoon back, and annoyed, she furrowed her brow, "Mommy."

Ji Anning opened her mouth and let Fenfen take the spoon out. Then, with her hands cupping Fenfen’s face, she spoke gently, "Fenfen, mommy’s so pretty, how about you call mommy ’sister’ from now on?"

Fenfen was confused, "Why?"

"Isn’t mommy pretty? Don’t I look like a beautiful sister?" Ji Anning pouted playfully.

"Pretty," Fenfen nodded like a pecking chick, "like a beautiful sister."

Ji Anning kissed the little girl’s forehead contentedly, then stroked her head, "Fenfen is such a good girl."

Then she stood up just as the store clerk had finished packing all her items in four large paper bags. The clerk extended them towards her with both hands, "Miss, here are your items."

"Thank you."

Ji Anning reached out to take them; she could only use one hand because the other held Fenfen’s.

Heavy, she felt one shoulder sink significantly.

After leaving the children’s clothing store, they walked down one side of the street towards the other end. This street was home to brands from all around the world, hence it attracted a diverse crowd, mostly tourists.

From all over the world.

Ji Anning, with her arms full of packages, often brushed against people, but her other hand always held Fenfen’s tightly.

"Daddy."

Ji Anning, somewhat distracted, halted when Fenfen suddenly stopped in her tracks and pointed into a shop they were passing at that moment.

Ji Anning was taken aback, thinking Ji Chicheng was there.

Her gaze turned to the inside of the shop, and she opened her mouth in surprise, Beautiful City.

For one person, a city was built.

The six-word slogan was like a large stone cast into the lake of Ji Anning’s heart, causing ripples to expand in concentric circles, far and wide.

’I’m an idiot, giving up the much-coveted position as J.C’s wife just like that.’

’I can build you a more beautiful city.’

Why? Despite knowing it’s a mistake, why do we have to meet again and again and again?

Ji Anning, holding Fenfen’s hand, quickly walked away, when suddenly a strange male voice called out behind her.

"Miss Anning."

Ji Anning stopped in her tracks and turned around. A foreign man in his thirties approached her with a slight smile, wearing a suit that was formal and sharp.

Ji Anning combed through her memory but couldn’t place him.

As she was sizing him up, the man introduced himself when he reached her, "I’m Buck, the manager of the Beautiful City store here."