Chapter 227: I miss you! (thirteen)

Seeing him, how dare Ji Anning say any more, she pursed her lips, retracted her gaze in disappointment, lying flat, looking at the ceiling.
Lost is lost, but she doesn't blame Ji Chicheng, because he was a person like that.
Hey, what should I do? What should we do now?
How is mother's health? I don't know if Jing Feng succeeded in taking her away from the island.
The more Ji Anning thinks about it, the more disturbed she is, with Yang Yufang in her heart, treating her mother like her own daughter since childhood, teaching her to play the piano, teaching her literacy, reading her bedtime stories...and let her do her best. Enjoy the love and care that a normal child should have in childhood.
In her heart, no matter whether she and Jing Feng can be together in the future, she is her mother.
Unless she doesn't want her.
But now she is dead, but she has no ability to help her at all, she tossed over and over again.
"Ji Anning, wouldn't you say something nice to coax me?"
Ji Chicheng's voice suddenly sounded, Ji Anning frowned, and recalled what Ji Chicheng had just said in her mind.
Wouldn't you say something nice to coax me...
It meant that if she said something nice to coax him, he would help her, and when she reacted, her eyes lit up and she immediately turned towards the expressionless man sitting on the couch.
Excited eyes gleamed, "Uncle you are the best, please help me."
If he is willing to help, then mother can come back from Garden Island in a fair manner and go to the hospital for treatment.
"I don't like listening, I say I love listening." Ji Chicheng cast a very dissatisfied eye at Ji Anning, and took his gaze away proudly and stared at his computer screen.
The slender and beautiful fingers are operating on the touchpad of the computer, and they look fascinated by the work.
"Uncle, I know you are a good person." Ji Anning felt that she was not sincere enough to lie down like this, and she was not sincere enough first. She grabbed the quilt, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get up.
When Ji Chicheng noticed her move, her long body stood up sharply, her long legs strode, and the invisible aura shocked Ji Anning. She quickly lay back and covered her with a blanket.
Ji Chicheng walked to the bed, approached, lowered his head, and looked at her condescendingly. There was still no expression on his handsome face, "No, I am a bad guy, I am a devil, you know this better than anyone else."
His expression and voice clearly felt cold, but Ji Anning felt evil how he listened to his words.
She even felt like being molested.
But he is still so lofty, cold and noble, plus arrogant.
Ji Anning stared at Ji Chicheng, unable to understand his thoughts, his emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, so he was very cautious.
"Although Jing Feng doesn't want me anymore, my mother is really kind to me. She is kind to me and treats me like a daughter. I think she is healthy and living well."
She didn't know what kind of good things he wanted to hear, she simply and sincerely told her heart, she was really worried.
Ji Chicheng's expression softened, almost invisible, he looked at Ji Anning with inquiring eyes, "Isn't it because of Ji Jingfeng?"
"Um!" Ji Anning was taken aback, wondering why Ji Chicheng would ask.
She just looked up like that, with a pair of shiny black eyes, looking at him unblinkingly, with doubts.
Ji Chicheng's face immediately returned to a cold color, "What kind of a good thing is this?"
It gave Ji Anning the feeling that he still refused to help, and couldn't even see the slightest looseness.