Chapter 12 That guy was a local tyrant last night? (b)

Ji Chicheng is the old man's favorite favorite, and he helped them just now, pleasing him, and having a good relationship with him must be beneficial and harmless.

"Forehead......" Ji Anning's heart trembled, and he looked at the man beside the old man who was drinking milk elegantly.

The white hands, the slender fingers, the transparent milk glass, and even the smooth and ruddy nails are so elegant.

The mouth of the cup was already close to his lips, and when Ji Anning's eyes looked at him, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled.

Give food for thought.

Ji Anning was very uneasy, she was holding the bag strap in both hands, and just as she opened her mouth to call uncle, the man's eyes suddenly looked at her, with a smile on his face, and said lightly, "I've beaten it, I ...... at the staircase just now."

Staircase ...... Hearing these three words, Ji Anning's little heart hung nervously, and he hurriedly interrupted his words, "Uncle just praised me for growing taller." ”

She grinned, looked at everyone, and smiled stiffly.

"Yes." Yang Yufang looked at Ji Anning, "Maybe I can see it every day, so I didn't notice it, I should have grown taller." ”

It's like talking to yourself, and it's like asking Ji Chicheng.

Ji Chicheng thought he was asking him, nodded and said, "Yes, it's a little taller." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ji Anning again, curled his lips and smiled, "Especially when I saw her at the staircase just now, when she was wearing that skirt, it was even more obvious." ”

In Ji Anning's opinion, he deliberately reminded her of the 'staircase' to make her panic and nervous.

It's been three years, and this guy really hasn't changed at all at this point!

Ji Anning gritted his teeth secretly, but he couldn't show a little emotion on his face.

Yang Yufang listened to Ji Chicheng's words, thought of something again, and asked Ji Anning with a smile, "An Ning, your dress today is very good-looking, did Jing Feng pick it out for you when you went shopping with Jing Feng yesterday?" ”

Ji Anning was stunned!

Didn't her mother prepare that dress for her?

'Can't the Ning family afford papaya......

Thinking of the note he saw in the hotel, Ji Anning reacted, shook his head at Yang Yufang and said, "No, I picked it myself and gave it to myself as a birthday gift." ”

So nervous, she clutched the bag strap tightly with both hands, and her palms were full of sweat.

I want to get out of here and get out of these people's sights.

Before her words fell, a sour voice suddenly came from the dining table, "It's really extravagant, it's a new Chanel autumn model, it's still a limited edition, more than 90,000." ”

The owner of the voice is Ji Ruoqian, who has just had an enmity with her.

She squinted at Ji Anning, her face full of disdain and ridicule, as if to say that Ji Anning was not worthy of wearing such an expensive skirt at all.

Sky! That skirt is more than 90,000?

That QJ prisoner last night was still a local tyrant?

So, a new question arises, where did she get so much money to buy that dress? More than 90,000, not 9,000, not even 900......