Hehe, still pretending, pretending not to care.
Ji Anning sneered inwardly as well, firmly believing that Ji Chicheng actually really wanted Charles to attend their wedding.
Out of respect for his beloved mother, he would naturally extend his fondness to Charles too.
Thinking this, she deliberately looked at him and said, "Why don't we ask Mr. Charles not to come to the wedding?"
Ji Chicheng nodded in agreement without hesitation, "That would be perfect."
Ji Anning said, "Then I'll discuss it with him tomorrow."
As she spoke, she sneaked a glimpse of Ji Chicheng's reaction from the corner of her eye.
Ji Chicheng's face was expressionless, his eyes unblinking as he stared straight ahead.
...
The villa was by the sea; you could hear the sound of waves from the yard.
The entire yard was bathed in moonlight, making every plant and tree glow like white jade.
