So You Have Loved Me Too

Ji Anning bends her lips and nods gently.

In fact, she doesn't yearn for any activities to participate in, she doesn't like the kind of greeting scenes that are not smiling.

But she knows Yang Yufang's position in the family for a long time, and now her grandfather and father take the initiative to let her go out to socialize, and she is also happy for her, so she can't let her down.

"A broken event of the Cultural Bureau, what can I do?"

Ji Ruoqian held his chin high, and looked at Ji Anning and Yang Yufang's mother and daughter in disdain, "They are all poor officials."

"Yes."

Ji Xiangting also echoed.

Ji Chicheng, who hadn't made a sound, suddenly got up and left, without even looking at the people present.

Seeing his tall figure leave, Ji Anning suddenly remembered something, "Mom, I'm full and I'm going to school first."

She greeted Yang Yufang in a hurry, and then she got up and went out of the restaurant to catch up with Ji Chicheng, "Uncle."

When Ji Anning called her, Ji Chicheng turned around and looked at her indifferently.

"Skirt, do I have to wash it for you?" Ji Anning smiled flatteringly.

I hope he will say no, just give it to him.

After she dragged down the skirt last night, she found out that it was Chanel. It was more than 30,000. She went to the dry cleaner to wash it. It was estimated that she would have to run five or six times.

"You save it and wear it." Ji Chicheng said lightly.

After speaking, he turned and walked straight towards the gate.

"I don't..." Ji Anning looked at his incomparably tall figure, thought of something, and then stopped talking, her eyes darkened immediately, she changed her mouth again, "I will wash it for you."

At Ji's house, she had already practiced to be invincible.

But Ji Chicheng always had a way to arouse her self-esteem, even a small look made her unable to ignore it.

Ji Chicheng's footsteps paused, and the hands hanging on the sides of his legs were fingers, slightly bent.

Only restraint is the hardest.

"whatever."

With a cold voice, without the slightest temperature, he raised his foot after speaking, and walked away with a heavy pace, disappearing into Ji Anning's sight.

...

There is a class in the morning. After Ji Anning sent the skirt to the dry cleaner, he went straight to the classroom.

"Ji Anning."

She had just reached the top of the stairs and was about to go upstairs, when someone behind her suddenly called her, a clear female voice.

She stopped, and turned her head in confusion to look in the direction of the sound. The tall girl, wearing a smoky gray sports sweater, walked towards her with her head high.

"ginkgo."

A look of surprise flashed across Ji Anning's face, and then she narrowed her eyes slightly, guessing suspiciously about the other party's coming.

"Let's talk about Jing Feng."

Ginguo walked to Ji Anning and directly expressed her intentions, "I have been together with Jing Feng for three years, but said in earnest, I have talked with him for five years, he loves me, and I love him."

She lifted her chin slightly, her face full of confidence.

Ji Anning sneered, "Oh, you are so in love with each other, then you can find him, what are you doing here?"

She can understand them when they love each other, but if they bother her, she is not so open-minded.

She said that she turned around coldly and continued upstairs.

"He doesn't love you, you should know that you should let go."

This tone, this momentum, is simply more domineering than Ji Ruoqian.

Ji Anning stopped, did not look back, turned his back to Ginguo and said, "As long as he says he doesn't want me, I have no opinion."