Trying to please her, he said, "Little aunt, last night I discussed with him about you meeting Charles, but he flatly refused to let Charles meet you or attend our wedding. I'm still wondering how to bring this up to Charles tonight."
As she spoke, she discreetly glanced at Ji Chicheng to see his reaction.
Hearing Ji Anning's words, Ji Mingyue's eyes flickered uncontrollably, but her expression remained icy as she looked at Ji Chicheng with a sarcastic gaze, "He could make you as rich as a country."
"Don't be so pretentious; I'll change my mind." Ji Chicheng shot Ji Mingyue a proud look.
"Ha!" Ji Mingyue suddenly laughed, "I can face him. After all, I'm a generous person; how could I hold grudges against someone like that?"
In response, Ji Chicheng lowered his gaze and glanced at her belly, "I wonder when that'll grow bigger."
Ji Anning: "..."
Ji Mingyue's face instantly darkened, "You cheeky brat, are you mocking me?"
