Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
Going before Ji Anning, he lowered his eyes to glance mildly at her, “In your position, you need to sharpen your skills and measure up to your status as Madam Ji.”
At the sound of that, Qi Helian discreetly regarded Ji Chicheng with a look of contempt.
This guy was shameless.
Ji Anning’s lips curved into a smile of self-ridicule, “Yup. Little Uncle is right. Thanks for giving me the chance to better myself.”
The waves of sea breeze blowing, left her eyes a little red.
She momentarily paused before continuing to say, “Then I’m off. If Young Master Qi comes across any body double jobs that are suitable, please recommend me.”
Since he approved, she had no reason to feign disinterest. The wages for extras were low, but body double roles with a degree of difficulty in execution paid a substantial figure.
It fetched more than any other part-time job she could find.
At that, without taking a second look, she turned and walked towards the road.
“You were too harsh with your words,” Qi Helian chided Ji Chicheng then turned to look at Ji Anning.
Watching as she walked away resolutely, with stubbornness and pride exuding from her very core, he realized she and Ji Chicheng bore striking similarity.
“If I’m not hard on her, how will she become strong?” sighed Ji Chicheng deeply.
“Wuwu…”
“Don’t hit me. Don’t hit me. I don’t want Mommy anymore.”
Gazing at Ji Anning’s little form disappearing into the distance, Ji Chicheng’s thoughts drifted far away as his dark eyes grew more profound.
His hands hanging on the side of his legs shivered slightly.
…
It was the start of September, and the school term had just officially commenced. Ji Anning got assigned to a dorm on campus, but since classes started, she had been living at home.
Ji Xiangting attended the same school as her, but not the same faculty, so there was quite a distance between them.
Every night, the driver came for them both, but Ji Xiangting’s condescension for Ji Anning left her no desire to be with her, so Ji Anning consciously opted to take the public bus.
In the evening, the bus stop was bursting with people each on the lookout for their buses.
Ji Anning gazed into the distance too until a car in front of her suddenly honked its horn several times, giving her a fright. She veered her eyes away and looked before her.
A red convertible sports car had pulled up in front of her. In its driver’s seat sat a girl with her long hair down, donning a pair of oversized shades and looking very cool.
Ji Anning laughed in annoyance, “Why did you stop here?”
“Get into the car,” Yang Danning pointed at the front passenger seating, telling Ji Anning to get in.
Ji Anning frowned, “Where to?”
She probably wanted to take her out to eat, but she did not have that kind of freedom and had to be back on the dot. Even if she was an hour late, she had to ask for time off.
“Your place,” said Yang Danning, who impatiently opened the front passenger seat door and hastened Ji Anning to get into the car, “Hurry up. If the traffic police come over, I’m going to hand you over to them.”
Two buses happened to come from behind, and Ji Anning boarded the car unwaveringly.
As the door closed automatically, Yang Danning started the car and pulled out of the bus stop.
“Why are you suddenly coming to my place?” as Ji Anning fastened her seatbelt, she probed Yang Danning.
As Yang Danning too did not like the sisters, Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian, in two years she had rarely gone over to her place, and they typically hung out outside.
“I heard that your little uncle’s back,” said Yang Danning excitedly.
Briefly dumbfounded, Ji Anning then curved her lips into a smile and asked, “So you’re here for Little Uncle?”