You've always loved me

Chapter 135 The Cohabitation Without Compulsion (81)

Then she raised her head and looked up. The room on the fourth floor was facing her. The lights were not on, so there should be no one there.

The security guard was still looking below, when suddenly, a beam of light shone up, and Ji Anning held his breath nervously, keeping his body motionless.

A certain crew is filming, and a stuntman jumps off a building. There is a 80.00% chance that it will be posted on the Internet. Not to mention her part-time job will be exposed, and this crew may be a crew that shoots unhealthy works.

That would really discredit the Ji family, Ji Chicheng didn't kill her very much.

Ah!Ji Anning, at this time, what you are worried about is what Ji Chicheng thinks of you.

The sweat on her forehead was like beans, sliding down her cheeks, and she was shivering under the blowing of the evening wind. She raised her head and looked at the moon in the sky. Astringent.

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In the living room, the lights were bright, and Ji Chicheng was sitting on the sofa with the old man watching the news explanation of a certain country's nuclear weapons program on the military channel. As time passed, he became more and more absent-minded.

Glancing at the big clock in the living room, it was past nine o'clock. He frowned slightly, reached out to pick up the phone, and with his slender fingers, dialed a series of numbers skillfully, but his movements stopped above the dial key.

After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the home button again.

Looking down, holding the phone in his hand, his gaze was fixed on a certain place, thoughtful.

"Chicheng, what are you thinking?"

The old man suddenly turned his head to look at him, Ji Chicheng immediately put away his thoughts, and smiled slightly at the old man, "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm going upstairs first."

After speaking, he got up and walked upstairs quickly.

The second floor was very quiet, passing by Ji Anning's room, Ji Chicheng's footsteps paused slightly, and he glanced at Ji Anning's closed door.Then he lifted his foot and continued walking to his room.

How many times... how many times his footsteps stopped at the door of her room, how many times he stood on the balcony, watching the lights in her room turn on and off.

Just like it is now, it's pitch black, and when it suddenly lights up, his whole heart seems to light up along with it.

Ji Chicheng leaned on the railing, looking at the window of Ji Anning's room, his eyes were dark, deeper than this night.

Suddenly, the cell phone in the room rang, and the familiar ringtone brought him back from his memories. He walked unhurriedly, entered the room, walked to the table, and looked down at the caller ID on the cell phone.

Qi Helian.

He didn't pick up the phone, he answered it and pressed the speakerphone, then she bent down and sat down on the bed, leaning lazily against the head of the bed, without even saying hello, just waiting for Qi Helian to speak.

"Has your niece and daughter-in-law come home?"

Qi Helian's tone was a little anxious and nervous, and Ji Chicheng's spirit also tightened with him, "What are you doing?"

He reached for the phone, put it to his ear, and sat up straight.

"I just heard that Zhang Anyong's crew was filming at the Mingyue Hotel, and a stuntman jumped off the building. His name is Li Nianjia, the name your niece and daughter-in-law use outside..."

Before Qi Helian could finish speaking, Ji Chicheng had already rushed out of the room. He was very nervous and opened the door vigorously. Qi Helian heard voices on the phone and kept feeding him.

Ji Chicheng went downstairs and hurried towards the gate. The old man sitting on the sofa felt that something was wrong, so he got up and asked him nervously, "Chicheng, what happened?"

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