Chapter 88： Forced Cohabitation (33)

Why does she always avoid him like a snake or scorpion? Anything he does to her, even if it's just a glance at her, she has to think about his starting point?

Ji Anning lowered her head, did not speak, looked very pitiful,

Ji Chicheng’s fire became less desperate, and his eyes moved to the card held in Ji Anning’s hand. Her small hands were white and clean, her fingers were slender and slender, and her nails were shiny and thin in the sun. Ruddy and clear.

He glanced at it like this, as if her fingertips were running across the tip of his heart, so numbly, it made him feel soft.

He sneered, "One hundred at a time, only two hundred for doubles, three hundred for beatings."

So how many times did she run the game and how many beatings did she make money?

Damn, how much has she suffered in the past three years?

Ji Chicheng clenched his fists with both hands, looked at Ji Anning, raised his head and let out a sigh, turned his back to her.

Damn, he's going crazy.

Ji Anning looked like her clothes were stripped and humiliated one by one. She beat her hand on the side of her leg, clenched her fist, and held the card. The fingers were also tightened. The sharp edges almost cut the palm of her hand. , Ruddy nails are gradually whitening.

She gritted her teeth and raised her head, looking at the man's tall back, pretending to be neither humble nor scream, "Yes, what's the matter? I don't steal or steal, can't it?"

In fact, her heart has collapsed.

No one can humiliate her, only him, Ji Chicheng.

Her throat choked without a trace, and then said coolly: "Except for Qi Helian, no one knows that I am the child's grandson of your Ji family."

No one knew that she belonged to the Ji family. She did nothing but embarrassing work without losing the face of their Ji family.

If there is a little way, she would even want to talk to Ji family...with him, out of any relationship, and never see each other.

Ji Chicheng's heart was roaring and clamoring, with his hands in his pockets and clenching his fists tightly. He said, "You don't let people know that you are the child's daughter-in-law of the Ji family, but you are just afraid of being known by the old man. , You may lose the opportunity to become the future mistress of the Ji family."

Ji Anning took a breath, then held his breath, bending her lips, "Yeah, that's it. I have been in Ji's house for so many years and have endured humiliation. It is all because of Ji Jingfeng. Other than that, there is nothing Purpose, there is no thought."

Her cold voice, cold eyes, and cold smile made Ji Chicheng feel cold.

"I knew this, it would be better to let you die!"

He gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Anning, his face was as cold as three feet of ice, and the deepest part of his eyes was an invisible pain.

Ji Anning's heart was also torn apart, even breathing pain.

Her lips remained curved. "Well, before I die, I don't want to owe you anything, so take it."

She didn't know how old she had lost to the Ji family, and why each of them didn't wait to see her.

I used to think that at least a Jing Feng and mother would be on her side.

Unexpectedly, Ji Jingfeng hated her so much, hated her so much.

And Ji Chicheng, he wanted her to die, was it her fault that she was born poor? Does she want to go to their house? Did they ask her opinion?

Who cares about the identity of the future mistress of their Ji family?

Who is rare! ! !

Ji Anning forced the card in his hand into the pocket of Ji Chicheng's trousers, turned and left without looking back.

A pair of hands, how tight the fist is, proves how tight she is.