She couldn't help but feel her eyes heat up, quickening her pace into Ji Chicheng's line of sight, her eyes red-rimmed.
Ji Chicheng saw her and his voice came to an abrupt halt.
"Mom's back, I'll go help her with things." He put down the storybook in his hands, greeted Fenfen, quickly got up, and went to meet Ji Anning.
Ji Anning let go of the bag in her hand, reaching out to hug the man's waist, her face buried in his chest.
Ji Chicheng raised his hand to embrace her, "What's wrong?"
"I'm not touched, I don't owe her anything." Ji Anning sniffed, nestled deeper into Ji Chicheng's arms, her voice a bit choked up, "Why did she do that?"
"When she gave birth to me, she must have been extremely disappointed and desperate when she knew I was a girl."
Ji Chicheng knew Ji Anning must have seen Yang Yufang.
He looked down at her tenderly and smiled lightly, "Luckily you're a girl, otherwise I'd really be gay now."
As he spoke, he gently stroked her head.
