You've always loved me

Chapter 467

Ji Chicheng then spoke again, and when he finished speaking, he raised his eyes slightly, and the waiter standing a few meters away immediately understood, took three bottles and came over.

His unhurried tone was full of sarcasm, as if his hand was ruthlessly grabbing Ji Anning's heart.

She was so painful at that moment that she almost suffocated, the blush on her face could not stop her pale face at this moment, and her pair of watery almond eyes were slightly closed, looking at the man opposite.

He also looked at her unblinkingly with his deep eyes, with a cold, sarcastic smile flashing slightly.

Ji Anning's breath was trembling slightly, she tried to hold it, but she was almost unable to restrain it, she quickly moved her eyes away from Ji Chicheng's face, and looked down at the three bottles of wine that the waiter had just brought over.

At a glance, it was all spirits.

Let alone three bottles of this kind of spirits, she would probably be drunk enough to pass out after three glasses.

What's more, she can't drink now.

Ji Anning could feel that the man on the opposite side was still staring at her. She adjusted for a while, looked over again, and smiled enchantingly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, I don't drink when I go out to eat."

"Don't drink at all..." Ji Chicheng seemed to have heard a big joke, and repeated the words Ji Aning just said with a sneer, one hand on the table, slender fingers, as if playing the piano, casually Tapping on the table, his gaze full of sarcasm, never letting go of Ji Aning for a moment, staring firmly at her delicate little face.

Ji Anning's staring gaze has nowhere to escape, nowhere to escape, and can only look at him.

She didn't speak, and waited silently for Ji Chicheng to continue. Every copy, every second was a torment.

"I didn't expect Ms. Ji to be such a reserved person..." Ji Chicheng stretched out his voice, and then suddenly changed the subject, "But when you come out to socialize, who are you showing your reservations to?"

Every sentence, every word is attacking Ji Anning's self-esteem.

Ji Anning smiled, "It has nothing to do with being reserved or not. I have social events almost every day, sometimes even several times a day, but I don't drink alcohol. When it comes to Mr. Ji, it's no exception."

It's no exception when it comes to Mr. Ji... These few words classify Ji Chicheng into the category of people she usually socializes with. The understanding is simple and clear, that is, in her heart, he is no different from those people. It's all one size fits all.

A cold light flashed across Ji Chicheng's eyes, and the sneer on his face disappeared, "Don't leave a single drop of the three bottles of wine, and you can sign the contract immediately after drinking."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the opened spirits to Ji Aning.

Ji Anning's heart twitched, she subconsciously raised her hands on the table and placed them on her slightly protruding belly, her eyes couldn't help sore, she quickly lowered her eyelids and made some adjustments.

Then she looked at Ji Chicheng with a slight smile and said, "Thank you Mr. Ji for your love. I think my current fame doesn't stand up to the beautiful city, so Mr. Ji should hire someone else."

Unable to stay for a second, she picked up her small handbag and squeezed past Wang Zhuoling who was sitting outside.

Wang Zhuoling became anxious, looked at Ji Anning's back and shouted, "Anning..."

Ji Anning didn't look back, didn't respond, and walked out of everyone's sight resolutely.

She walked to the elevator entrance and reached out to press the elevator down.

Wang Zhuoling chased her out, and when she got to her side, she blamed her, "An Ning, what's the matter with you?"

(End of this chapter)