Chapter 410: Choice (1)

That's the end of the good show. Lin Yanqin and their mother and daughter are feeling disappointed, and Ji Chicheng is back.
A sly flash in Ji Xiangting's eyes, she looked at the door and saw Ji Chicheng walk in, her lips curled coldly, "It's really time for my uncle to come back, Yang..."
Her voice suddenly stopped, looked at Yang Danning, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "Miss Yang just came and brought us many gifts."
Ji Ruoqian immediately answered, "It seems that our future aunt, Ms. Yang is more playful."
The marriage contract between Ji Chicheng and Yang Danning said to the outside world that the two had been together for a period of time, their personalities were different, and they broke up peacefully, but everyone in the family knew that it was Ji Chicheng who regretted the marriage, and he never thought about marrying Yang Danning. Then the two elders are worrying.
Because Yang Danning and Ji Anning are good friends, they have also come forward to help Ji Anning many times, so both Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian don’t like Yang Danning. At this moment, she was divorced and she rushed to their home. They didn’t make good use of it. This opportunity to repay their grievances before is really not their style.
Yang Danning's face blushed and green.
First, it was embarrassed by Ji Mingyue's sentence, and now it is Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian.
She is so temperamental that she can't stay any longer, and smiles slightly to look at the old man and said: "Uncle, Brother Chicheng is back, you can let him play chess with you, I will go back first."
'Humph. The old man snorted coldly, "He doesn't have the time to play chess with me, so you will play with me."
An irrefutable tone.
Yang Danning pursed your mouth and nodded after hesitating, "Then... OK."
Very reluctant tone.
She was fortunate enough to play chess with their father.
Looking at the figure of Yang Danning and the old man side by side, Ji Mingyue was very dissatisfied. She turned her head and said to Ji Chicheng: "This girl is too hypocritical and too capable. Fourth Sister does not suggest you marry her."
"Ok."
Rarely, Ji Chicheng gave her a friendly smile and nodded at her obediently.
When Ji Chicheng walked past her, she reacted. Looking at his back, Ji Mingyue whispered, "Is this kid finally sensible?"
So listen to what my sister said.
Ji Chicheng went upstairs, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and looked down with the phone in the other.
When he was about to reach the door of his room, he raised his head, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and his footsteps stopped.
"Brother Chicheng."
Yang Danning folded her arms and leaned against the door of Ji Chicheng's room. Seeing Ji Chicheng approaching, she stood up straight and wanted to meet him.
As soon as she lifted her feet, Ji Chicheng greeted her in a strange tone, "Miss Yang."
Yang Danning put away his ardent mood and twitched his lips coldly, "Heh, did you demolish the bridge so quickly after crossing the river?"
Ji Chicheng looked at her coldly, and made no secret of the impatience in his eyes.
Did not move forward because Yang Danning blocked his doorway.
When Yang Danning saw him not speaking, she continued: "Every time you promise to join me, whether to eat, or go back to try on the dress with me, isn't it all because of Ji Anning?"
"Miss Yang knows her heart clearly."
Ji Chicheng finally spoke, his indifferent voice, with a somewhat deliberately alienated coldness.
There is a saying that is very hot on the Internet. It’s good to know some things in your heart. Why pick it out? When the time comes, others will not buy it, and they will violate yourself.
Yang Danning felt this way at this time. Ji Chicheng's answer was like a knife stuck in her heart, not only hurting, but also humiliating.
She looked up at his tall figure, picturesque eyebrows, cold and arrogant without eating fireworks, she couldn't love such a beautiful man.
The rims of her eyes flushed, and she stepped forward, reaching out and hugging Ji Chicheng.
Weeping and asked: "Brother Chicheng, I like you, how can I not compare to her?"
"Let go." Ji Chicheng pushed Yang Danning away in disgust, and stared at her crying pear flower's rainy face with cold angrily, without showing any mercy, and her voice was as cold as a knife, "You slap her," She deliberately helps you conceal it, but it doesn't mean that I don't care about you."