Stay here!
When Ji Anning first heard these words, her heart stirred uncontrollably, but how could she stay here?
If she stayed here, could she still control her heart?
Ji Anning looked at the man in front of her, facing the bright light.
His handsome face, even filled with hatred, his presence, even dark and fierce, was still that dazzling Ji Chicheng.
Over two years had gone by, and towards his face, his tall figure, his presence, she still had not an ounce of resistance.
The only thing forcing her to control herself was the thought, "He is your uncle by marriage, you are uncle and niece."
The silence of the night was broken only by the sound of a car engine.
Suddenly, a crisp and tender voice came from the yard, breaking the solemn atmosphere.
"Mommy!"
Fenfen, dressed in a floral pajama, holding a fluffy toy, happily ran toward the entrance of the yard. Ji Anning's eyes lit with excitement, and her heart, that hurt to the point of breathlessness, revived with full vigor.
