Chapter 582 His Temperature ([-])

Not letting herself think about it, she quickened her pace and ran in the heavy rain.

I don't know how far behind her, a car is coming from behind her, the lights are getting closer and stronger.

The road ahead of her is brighter.

The car slowed down to her side, a little faster than her running speed, and stopped a little ahead of her.

Ji Anning had already noticed that the car was parked towards her, so she also stopped slowly and glanced at the car. It was a strange car with a strange license plate number.

who is it?

She was a little scared in her heart, and looked at the opened back door vigilantly.

Two tall, well-dressed women got out of the car, one of them held an umbrella in his hand, and they walked towards Ji Anning in unison, and Ji Anning stepped back.

"Who are you?"

"Miss Nian Nian."

Two women approached, one of them nodded slightly to Ji Anning, called her, and at the same time held the umbrella in Ji Anning's hand.

This title...Charles!
Ji Anning immediately thought of Char, and then looked at the woman standing in front of her, only to find that the woman was wearing the uniform of Char's personal bodyguard.

Startled, she continued to step back, looked at the two women, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

It turned out that Char had been following her.

She should have thought of it earlier!

Two women chased after her and held an umbrella for her, "Mr. Char asked me to ask Miss Nian to go back."

"I'll call Mr. Chall." Ji Anning said while touching his pocket, only to realize that he didn't have the phone with him.

What to do, she doesn't want to go back now, she can't go back.

"Near."

Ji Anning was hesitating how to get out when a familiar voice suddenly came from the car.

char!Char is here too!

She stared blankly, looking over, a middle-aged man who looked like a demon Satan got out of the car.

The driver in the driver's seat got out of the car one step ahead of him, and waited for him outside the car door with his umbrella open.

Ji Anning stared, opened his mouth and shouted: "Mr. Chall."

Char stood at the door of the car without moving, looking at Ji Anning with dark blue eyes, gloomy and cold.

The more Ji Anning watched, the more frightened she became, and she backed away involuntarily.

Char ignored her actions, raised his eyebrows at her and asked, "Since he doesn't care about you, do you still want to stay by his side with a lot of fun?"

In Ji Anning's heart, there was indeed such a thought in his heart, so he stayed with him and lived an ordinary life where he could see him every day.

Even if we can't touch, even if we can't be together.

But... that was her wishful thinking after all.

However, even if she can't stay with my uncle, she must never go back to Char's house. She doesn't want to be a tool he uses to take revenge on the old man.

She didn't have any feelings for the old man who persecuted her regardless of her feelings, regardless of her life or death, just because she didn't want to be used.

Ji Anning thought, looked at Char and said: "Mr. Char, thank you for helping me in the past two years, but I don't want to go back to Char's house anymore, and I won't stay by his side anymore, just as you said That said, he no longer needs me by his side."

Charle's face turned cold when he heard this, "Do you know what will happen if you disobey me?"

"I know." Ji Anning nodded, her hands clenched into fists and placed behind her legs.

Char sneered, "It seems that you are not afraid."

"Afraid." Ji Anning raised his chin slightly, emboldening himself, "But you can't always go against your heart and wrong your heart just because you are afraid."

(End of this chapter)

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