Ji Chicheng was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly realized something.
He turned around, bent over, and sat down next to Ji Anning, putting down the folder and phone in his hands, and gently wrapping his arm around Ji Anning.
His big hand patted her waist reassuringly, "Whether you believe it or not, it can't be changed. If choosing not to believe makes you feel better, then just don't believe it."
His tone and attitude were just like Ji Mingyue's, calm and indifferent, without even a trace of feeling.
"She's abandoned me, how could she possibly care about Fenfen?" Ji Anning leaned dependently into Ji Chicheng's embrace.
Not believing, still not believing.
Ji Chicheng said lightly, "Hmm, you're right."
Ji Anning felt gradually at ease in his embrace.
"My parents in C City treat me very well."
"My dad always carries me on his shoulders."
"She is a bad woman, who probably will never understand how much she owes others."
