Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 737 - 729: I Want You, I Want You, Just Want You (Fifteen) Request for Monthly Ticket
He always had his own style when it came to handling matters, and no one could interfere, no matter what she said, he simply wouldn’t let her see him.
"It really is beautiful, isn’t it?"
Ji Anning was deep in thought when suddenly the door to the room opened, and a voice she found repellent came from the doorway, interrupting her thoughts. She swept her gaze coldly across, then arrogantly retracted it.
Korea walked over to her at a measured pace, looked down, and appraised her with a condescending gaze, "Although my uncle is twice your age, he has preserved himself well. Standing together, you both indeed look quite well-matched."
Ji Anning detected the mockery in her words and responded with a calm smile, "Miss Korea, you too are very beautiful and well-matched with anyone, except when standing beside my uncle, you are a bit out of your league."
Her face fell at the last four words.
Then, with a cold huff, she turned and looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a wedding dress, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes.
Why... she was wearing a wedding dress, but not for the uncle she loved. How many times had she dreamed, how often had she fantasized, about wearing a wedding dress for that haughty young man, with the haughty young man riding a white horse to marry her.
The remark Ji Anning had just made was clearly meant to humiliate her. Korea, unwilling to let it go, glared hatefully at Ji Anning, who was lost in her reflections in the mirror, and said, "I didn’t realize you could be so sharp-tongued. You’re not like this in front of others."
The vision of longing shattered with Korea’s words, pulling Ji Anning back to reality, and she turned her head to retaliate weakly, "It’s good you know I can be two-faced. Don’t provoke me without thinking."
Having said that, she turned and whispered to the designer, "Is it OK now? If it’s OK, I’ll take it off."
The designer nodded at her.
She pursed her lips and walked into the bedroom.
Not having gained the upper hand, Korea glared at Ji Anning’s retreating figure, a dark gleam flickering in her eyes.
Then she turned and left the room, knocking on Charles’s study door.
Charles was dealing with work. He looked up and saw Korea, noticing her pouting unhappily. He set down his work and, with a pinched expression, silently asked her what was wrong.
Korea’s pout intensified. She walked over to Charles and asked despondently, "Uncle, are you marrying Miss Niannian and only inviting her mother?"
Charles knew what she was thinking and replied with a smile, "Don’t worry, I will invite Mr. Ji, but not at the wedding. It will have to wait until after I am married to Niannian. That way, your chances are even better, aren’t they?"
At that point, Korea didn’t hide her intentions and openly told Charles, "I really admire Mr. Ji. He is talented, and I can see that you admire him too. It would be great if we could become family."
Hearing this, Charles extended his hand and meaningfully patted the back of Korea’s hand resting on the corner of the desk, "What you like, uncle will certainly strive to obtain for you. You will have many opportunities to interact with him in the future."
"Thank you, uncle," Korea said with a happy smile.
Charles curved his lips, his mouth forming a playful smirk, waiting for an interesting drama to unfold.
...
In Hai City, inside a high-end restaurant.
In a sea-view private room, soft international country music was playing.
The slightly overweight man raised his wine glass, smiling gently at Ji Ming Yue who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Fourth Miss, you know how business is, always busy. I have let Xiaoxiao do as she pleases since she was little, I’ve spoiled her too much. But once at the Ji Family, you can discipline her however you like."
