So You Have Loved Me Too

Originally, he was afraid of him because he was afraid that he would grab a position with him, but now the old man's attitude is very clear, as long as he marries Ji Anning, he will completely let go.

So, what else is there to fear him.

Ji Chicheng turned his head and gave Ji Jingfeng a dismissive sneer.

Then he continued to move forward, walked to the old man's office, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Looking around, the entire J.C. dare to enter the chairman's office without knocking. Ji Chicheng is unprecedented, and there will be no future.

He enters the door and then closes it.

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head from his busy schedule and saw Ji Chicheng. He was surprised and asked: "Chicheng, why are you here?"

"Your goal has been achieved, you can give way to me now." Ji Chicheng walked to the opposite side of the old man and directly stated his purpose.

A trace of excitement flashed across Ji Zhengdao's eyes, but his expression was very deep, "Is it still because of peace?"

"Yes." Ji Chicheng nodded without shy.

'Hey! The old man sighed with a sad face, "Then have you thought about it, can you still be with her if you sit in this position?"

"What can't it?" Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows, and there was a little irony in his eyes, "Didn't you also sit in this position back then?"

When Ji Zhengdao heard the words, his face changed, and he shouted warningly, "Ji Chicheng!"

"I will not come again."

Ji Chicheng turned to leave, resolutely.

The old man was anxious again, "Wait a minute."

Ji Chicheng's footsteps endured for a while before he stopped. He didn't turn around, turned his back to the old man, and listened to him.

"You know that Dad's candidate has always been you, but Jing Feng is also my grandson. He is full of enthusiasm now. I can't hurt him too much. Let's play fair."

Hearing fair competition, the corner of Ji Chicheng's mouth raised in disdain. He turned around and looked at his old man, "Are you sure it is fair competition?"

"Of course." The old man straightened his waist, put on a serious expression, and looked upright, and then said: "The southern Chinese company acquisition case, whoever of you takes it first, will be the one."

Ji Chicheng laughed, "It's really obvious that you are partial."

...

Unable to face Ji Chicheng, Ji Anning returned to Haicheng and went straight to the school. The temperature in Haicheng also dropped sharply, and the weather was still so gloomy.

She has lived at school these days, and the old man occasionally calls to greet her, and he will send someone to give her some nutritious food.

In class, the teacher talked with joy on the stage, but her thoughts always drifted away uncontrollably.

Ji Chicheng never came to her again, not a phone call or a text message.

‘Have you seen how many illegitimate sons of the rich can sit upright. ’

‘The relationship between us in bed for so many days is over. ’

"And when we use the latter one the most," the teacher on the stage suddenly raised his score.

Ji Anning's thoughts were interrupted. She hurriedly looked at the podium, and the teacher happened to look at her. His eyes met, and the teacher gave her a warning look.

She nodded eagerly, raised her hands on the table, and moved the textbook.

When I put my hand down, I took the fine gel pen on the table.

With the passage of time, Jin Yuanyuan's mood seemed to have become more cheerful. After she was thin, her face was still not so good-looking, and her eyes were not as bright as before.