"What did you say?" Ji Anning couldn't hear clearly what her assistant was muttering and was about to ask when a chorus of voices suddenly called out to her from behind.
"Mommy."
Ji Anning turned around, startled by the tall figure standing behind her. She looked up and asked in surprise, "Uncle Chicheng, when did you start standing there?"
Ji Chicheng's face was cold and stern, and he did not speak.
He walked to the opposite seat.
Seeing this, the assistant hurriedly stood up to give up her seat, and as she did so, she picked up a dessert from the table, "I'll go keep Fenfen company and feed her some food."
After a quick greeting, she dashed off.
Having received no response from Ji Chicheng to her question, Ji Anning didn't ask again. She picked up her drink, biting down on her habit, as her gaze drifted out the window.
The Capital City was usually shrouded in mist.
The streets were bustling with traffic.
