Ji Chicheng looked up, his expression indifferent, "What's the matter? Does my sitting across from you affect your appetite?"
He didn't look at anyone's face and bowed his head, one hand holding a cup of water and the other holding a cellphone, reading the news.
"..."
In the Ji family, Ji Chicheng was the only person who could make Ji Ming Yue shut up when told to.
As soon as Ji Anning entered the dining room, she saw Ji Chicheng sitting in her spot. She stopped in her tracks, completely bewildered.
Not knowing what to do, where was she supposed to sit?
There were only two choices, one next to Ji Chicheng, or else go sit across beside Ji Xiangting.
Compared to the latter, she thought it might be more natural to sit next to Ji Chicheng. Being too deliberate might raise suspicions.
Thinking this, she continued walking inside, appearing natural, but actually struggling with each step.
