Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
But if she did not wish to tell the truth, she did not intend to compel her.
“Let me send you back,” Yang Danning held Ji Anning’s hand as she spoke.
Before managing to take a single step forward, Ji Chicheng, who stood silently at the side all along, opened his mouth, “You should head back since it’s very late. I can give her a ride back.”
As he spoke, his statuesque silhouette had already walked up in front of Ji Anning.
Since he was habitually aloof, it felt domineering whenever he made eye contact with others. With an aura like that of a monarch, he made others too afraid to retort.
Instinctively, Yang Danning released Ji Anning’s hand. Although she was momentarily befuddled, after collecting her thoughts, delight flashed through her eyes.
She presumed Ji Chicheng was showing concern for her.
“Okay,” she nodded to Ji Chicheng happily as her eyes glinted with excitement. Then she turned to continue urging Ji Anning, “Take a hot shower when you get home. Stop thinking about everything, and just have a good night’s rest. Don’t forgive Ji Jingfeng so easily.”
Ji Anning pursed her lips into a somewhat bitter smile.
Yang Danning watched as Ji Anning stepped into Ji Chicheng’s car before waving goodbye to them and leaving.
“Achoo.”
As Ji Chicheng had not killed the engine, the air-conditioning was still running. The moment Ji Anning got on, she sneezed several times in a row.
The car was filled with Ji Chicheng’s usual light and elegant cologne scent.
Sitting with Ji Chicheng not only in the same car but in his car felt so intense for her that she did her utmost not to make too much noise while she was sneezing even.
She was terrified of looking up at the man in front of her and frightened to lay eyes on his stern profile.
Through the rearview mirror, as the man gazed at Ji Anning, who had her head lowered, while she sat there seeming lost and lonely, a deviousness and smug glint flashed across his eyes.
At the same time, the frozen light in his eyes melted gradually into a shimmering pool of soft water.
Sensing her mucus dripping down, Ji Anning sniffled her nose.
“There are tissues behind.”
Ji Chicheng suddenly turned around, eyeing her as he spoke.
Ji Anning looked up at Ji Chicheng in surprise, but he had already turned back with his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
When she recovered from her initial shock, she turned around and found the tissues. After pulling out a few pieces, she wiped her face and blew her nose discreetly, worried about making any graceless sounds that Young Master Ji might disapprove of.
Suddenly, she realized her previously shivering body was no longer either shuddering or cold.
The air conditioning was off!
In hindsight, Ji Anning could not help but feel astonished. Although it was early autumn, the temperature remained high.
Despite being wet, now that the air conditioning was off, even she found it stuffy, far less him, who got warm so very easily.
With a low tolerance for heat, every year, his air conditioning remained on all year round until late autumn when others started donning long sleeves.
As Ji Anning contemplated, she could not resist feeling a little touched by the rare occurrence of this Crowned Prince being thoughtful of his subject and turning off the air conditioning.
While she leaned her head lethargically against the window, she glanced at the man in the driver’s seat, her lips curved complexly.
With her head dizzy and nose runny all this time, she had symptoms of a cold.
Gradually closing her eyes, she decided to rest her eyes a little but fell asleep unexpectedly.
“Ji Anning.”
She was unsure how long she slept until hearing someone call her. Frowning impatiently from the severe headache and drowsiness, she was reluctant to open her eyes, wanting to adjust her posture and continue sleeping.
Suddenly, she recalled something, and hastily opened her eyes.
When they met with a pair of deep dark eyes, she was shocked but composed herself swiftly, “Little Uncle.”
Looking at the man before her, she shouted. After scouring the place with her eyes to find it was an underground parking lot, she peered at Ji Chicheng, puzzled, “Little Uncle, where are we?”