Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 743 - 735: Through the Storm, Sleeping with You (Part 1)

Ji Anning could only think of two words to describe Charles at this moment: pervert.

An older man expressing increasing interest in a younger man was just too perverted.

She wrapped her arms around Ji Chicheng’s waist and pushed him backward, protecting him.

Seeing this, Charles laughed and looked up, "Niannian, do you really think that if I didn’t want to let you go, you could just escape on a plane?"

Indeed...

Ji Anning turned back to see the bodyguards still holding guns aimed at Qi Helian; if any one of them, just anyone, had a gun go off, Qi Helian would be dead.

And as Qi Helian walked closer to them, those people forced him even harder, their index fingers still on the triggers, always looking like they were about to shoot.

However, on Qi Helian’s face, there seemed to be no sign of fear. How on earth were these people trained to have such good mental strength?

Ji Anning swallowed nervously, feeling her heart in her throat. She turned to Charles, her voice trembling as she negotiated, "Mr. Charles, our problems have nothing to do with our friends; could you... could you ask them to put their guns down first?"

Upon hearing her words, Charles glanced at Qi Helian approaching, then looked back at Ji Chicheng with great interest, "Handsome boy, she’s getting so nervous about another man in front of you. Can you really tolerate that?"

Ji Anning: "..." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He’s supposed to be so esteemed, so why would he also use such lowly tactics to sow discord?

"Hmph!" Ji Chicheng snorted coldly, looking disinclined to waste words, "I think you’d better deal with the police sunbathing in your yard first."

With that, he wrapped his arm around Ji Anning’s waist, turned around, and walked toward the helicopter Qi Helian had brought with great swagger.

He seemed calm, but Ji Anning could feel his heavy breathing and his restrained pain, because his injuries were indeed severe.

But he kept his back straight proudly, as if in front of Charles, he was particularly haughty and particularly concerned with face, and Charles was the same in front of him.

She tenderly supported him, moving forward step by step.

As they passed by Qi Helian, Qi Helian looked at Ji Chicheng in surprise, with his injury-riddled body, "Your injuries are so severe."

Damn, is he blind? Why is it only now that he realizes it?

Ji Chicheng’s blood-red eyes glared fiercely at Qi Helian, warning him with his gaze to shut up.

He didn’t stop walking and headed straight for the helicopter.

Qi Helian shrugged, gave a slight smile to the bodyguards pointing guns at him—Charles’s bodyguards were all women, and despite their extensive training and excellent mental strength, they were still captivated by his charming smile, displaying a rare shyness on their faces.

By the time they came to their senses, Qi Helian had already turned and left, leaving them a dashing silhouette.

Watching them leave, the bodyguards didn’t know what to do. They looked at Charles, who turned cold-faced but didn’t pay them any heed, as he strode toward the front yard.

Since he didn’t issue an order, the bodyguards could only stand by helplessly as they watched Ji Chicheng and company board the plane, watched the helicopter take off with style in Charles’s backyard, and leave.

It was a small helicopter with only two seats, and Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning were squeezed together in the co-pilot’s seat.

Ji Anning pressed her back tightly against the door to avoid crowding Ji Chicheng.

As Ji Chicheng boarded the helicopter, his complexion suddenly worsened, losing all its color.