Chapter 651: Framed (1)

What is his purpose?
In this way, apart from forcing Ji Jingfeng to be with An Ning, he could not think of any effect, and An Ning could not buy his account.
Two years ago, what did his old man use to drive Anning away? What is Anning fearing and caring about?
All things, all secrets, usually as long as they want to know, they are not secrets.
But on the matter of why An Ning left two years ago, I couldn't find the slightest clue.
Is his old man really perfect, or is there something that he didn't think of?
Thinking he had a headache, he closed his eyes and was about to squint for a while, but he fell asleep at home, and the driver woke him up.
He looked at the little girl in his arms, she was still sleeping, her fleshy face, her mouth pursed slightly, and his sleepy eyes were warm.
Unable to wake the little guy up, he told the driver to open the sunroof a little bit, intending to let the little guy wake up naturally.
He maintained a posture.
A little bored, I touched the phone next to me and was about to flip through the news. I turned on the screen and saw the text message from Ji Anning.
"Uncle when are you coming back? I'm at the elevator door, but without your electronic card, the elevator can't get up. I'll wait for you at the elevator door."
After reading the content of the text message, he looked at the time it was sent, an hour ago.
This stupid girl!
Ji Chicheng frowned, pushed the car door quickly, and got out of the car in a hug.
At this moment, he only wondered if Ji Anning was still waiting for her at the elevator entrance, completely forgetting that he would wake up one after another.
In fact, they are already awake.
Lie on his shoulders, muttering quietly, "Daddy, kiss..."
The little girl has been taken by him for a few days, but she is sticking to him. Now she has to kiss for dinner, kiss for sleep, and kiss when she wakes up.
The elevator reached the first floor and the door opened. Ji Chicheng went out and searched the corners, but did not see Ji Anning. He frowned, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Ji Anning's number.
Ji Anning answered it with only one sound.
"Uncle, you finally answered me."
Her voice, panting, as if running or doing physical work, Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you climbing stairs?"
Although it was a question, it was a sure tone.
"Yeah, I have already climbed to the 30th floor. Come and pick me up on the 30th floor. I really... I can't climb it anymore."
Ji Anning was panting, and there was basically no sound behind.
"Ji Anning, why don't you be stupid to yourself?" Ji Chicheng gritted his teeth and hurried into the elevator and pressed down the thirtieth floor.
With the high-speed elevator, it took minutes to reach the 30th floor. Ji Anning climbed and stopped, which took an hour.
Ji Chicheng opened the door of the stairwell, and at a glance he saw Ji Anning sitting on the steps with his head on the wall, looking dying.
Ji Anning also heard the door opening and turned around, "Uncle, you are here."
Because she was too tired and didn't have the energy to surprise, she raised her head, gasping for breath, sweating.
Looking at her like that, Ji Chicheng frowned, and then glanced at the thirty-first floor of the stairs. After thinking about it, he said to Ji Anning, "You wait."
After an explanation, he hugged and left.
"Oh, uncle..."
Ji Anning shouted fast, Ji Chicheng walked fast, and when she saw the stairwell door closed again, Ji Anning pouted dissatisfiedly.