So You Have Loved Me Too

Ji Chicheng's face showed an expression of injury that Ji Anning had never seen before, but he still didn't believe it, and didn't believe Ji Anning's reasons.

Unwilling to believe.

"I will definitely investigate."

He released Ji Anning's hand and turned around. The tall figure disappeared into Ji Anning's sight lonely.

‘If you cry, you prove that you are weak...’

What he said to her when he was young echoed in his ears.

But how can she be weak now? She should be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Ji Anning gently closed her eyes, squeezed the tears in her eyes to dry, adjusted it, and reappeared in front of everyone.

The living room is very lively.

"An Ning, are you better?"

When Ji Anning came downstairs, the old man looked at her and asked with concern.

Ji Anning smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, it's the one that Sigu gave me that looked so disgusting."

Looking back now, there was still a faint noise in her stomach, she stopped quickly, thinking elsewhere.

"Let me tell you, you'd better go to the hospital for a check-up, it's safer. You young people now seem to know everything, but you don't know anything."

The worried Mrs. Ji came in again to kick in.

The anxiety that had finally suppressed Ji Anning was found again.

She pretended to smile even more reluctantly, and replied to Madam Ji, "Auntie, you think too much."

Then she glanced at the coffee table, all kinds of snacks on it, she picked up an orange and walked to sit down beside Ji Jingfeng.

Don't want to stand in front of the crowd to find presence.

She took an orange in order to make everything about herself look natural, but she didn't expect to build an idea for Ji Mingyue, who has a big brain.

"I like to eat sour oranges, I seem to have them." Ji Mingyue stared at the oranges in Ji Anning's hands, looking like an experienced person. After analyzing, she turned her head and said to the old man next to her: "Dad, go and check. Dictionary, ready to name your great-grandson."

Ji Zhengdao had an old face, darker than the bottom of the pot.

He was somber and silent for a long time before he reduced the pressure of his anger a little, and said to Ji Mingyue sternly: "Ji Mingyue, Wu Tezhu has prepared the information of your blind date. You can go on a blind date one by one."

"Yeah." Ji Mingyue nodded obediently, "Call them together, I want to try the feeling of the ancient emperor choosing the concubine."

"Puff...Puff...Puff...Hahaha..."

Ji Ruoqian tried several times to hold back his laughter, but in the end he failed and laughed.

The rest followed her and laughed.

"You have to go, and I will ask Wu Tezhu to give you the specific itinerary in a moment. If you don't go, you don't come back next year." The old man said with a cold face and indisputable tone to Ji Mingyue.

Then he got up and left angrily.

"It's so angry, it's like taking a gun." Ji Mingyue complained to the old man's back in dissatisfaction, and also expressed puzzlement at his anger so much.

However, no one knew that the old man's face was full of sadness after turning his back to everyone.

He held the stairs with his hands and walked upstairs with heavy steps. When he reached the corner, he stopped, looked at the figure standing in the dark, and said faintly: "You have also seen that people are real. I can please another person, and I am very comfortable."