Ji Anning shrugged and shook her head, "I'm not sure about that."
She looked at Korea, who still seemed unable to accept, and a sly pleasure rose in her heart.
If Ji Chicheng was destined not to be hers, then compared to the scheming Korea, who had once cheated them out of hundreds of thousands in liquor money, she preferred the straightforward Xin Xiaoxiao.
There was no other reason, just a gut feeling.
Korea was still sitting, with no intention of leaving. Ji Anning raised an eyebrow at her, "Miss Korea, is there anything else? If not, I would like to rest now; I've been out all day and am very tired."
"Goodnight, Miss Niannian."
Korea gathered her thoughts, smiled at Ji Anning, said goodnight, and then got up and left.
Ji Anning stood up with her, walked her to the door, waited for her to walk a few steps away, and then closed and locked the door behind her.
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