"Ah, ah, ah, the heavens really haven't treated me poorly, insisting on handing the wealthy Charles family to me, and even though the old man ran away, his son came to substitute."
She spoke with increasing excitement, while Ji Chicheng's face grew darker.
However, he was adept at expressing everything through actions...
Seeing that Ji Anning was about to speak again, he bent down and sealed her mouth with his, stopping her from continuing to be smug.
Ji Anning was startled, instinctively raising her hands, which hovered in the air before she continued to extend them, wrapping them around the man's neck.
Responding to his kiss.
"Mmm..."
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Ji Anning saw a figure walking towards them. She glanced sideways and saw it was the butler.
She hurriedly pushed Ji Chicheng, but Ji Chicheng held her tightly and had no intention of letting go.
