Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1205 - 1207: You Idiot (Part 1)

It’s Ji Ruoqian!

To keep the room ventilated, the door was left open, so Ji Ruoqian didn’t knock before coming in.

Ji Anning hurriedly tried to push Ji Chicheng away, but Ji Chicheng didn’t let her succeed. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to sit on his lap.

By this time, Ji Ruoqian had already walked in, holding a computer in her hands.

She first glanced at Ji Anning sitting on Ji Chicheng’s lap, then looked at Ji Chicheng, a mocking smile playing on her lips, "Uncle, so you like them obedient in public, and proactive in private."

In this family... in this world, she’s probably the only one who would dare to mock and insult Ji Anning right to Ji Chicheng’s face.

Ji Chicheng’s face turned cold, but instead of getting angry, he patiently said to Ji Ruoqian, "You should learn something—exceptional men like this type."

Ji Anning: "..."

Does this sound like something an uncle should say to his niece?

Even though... even though he’s not their biological uncle anymore, he was their uncle for over twenty years.

Absolutely no sense of morality, no restraint.

Hearing Ji Chicheng’s words, Ji Ruoqian’s cheeks flushed. She pouted, seemingly not knowing how to respond for a long moment.

Ji Chicheng frowned, his tone turning cold, "Who let you in?"

Only then did Ji Ruoqian remember her purpose for coming, "My computer has a problem, and I wanted you to take a look at it."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and placed the computer she was holding in front of Ji Chicheng.

"Do I look like someone who fixes computers?" Ji Chicheng raised an eyebrow coldly at Ji Ruoqian, not even glancing at the computer.

Was that a refusal...?

Ji Ruoqian understood and pouted, her tone turning naturally to a spoiled plea towards an elder, "You’re my uncle. Can’t I get you to fix my computer?"

But Ji Chicheng didn’t see himself as an elder; he refused her mercilessly, "No."

In this world now, he only had two identities: Ji Anning’s husband and the father of two children.

To be precise, only Ji Anning’s coquettishness worked on him; even the kids sometimes couldn’t make it work.

Being rejected in front of Ji Anning, Ji Ruoqian couldn’t hold her face and got angry. She glared at Ji Chicheng, "You’re too biased. We’re both nieces, but you treat us so differently."

But Ji Chicheng wouldn’t indulge or spoil her; his face turned even colder, and he commanded her, "Leave."

"Hmph." Miss Ji Ruoqian, her temper flaring, stomped her foot, turned on her heel, and left the room, muttering as she walked, "I’m going to buy a new computer anyway, no big deal!"

Watching Ji Ruoqian leave angrily, Ji Anning frowned at Ji Chicheng, "You could have just helped her take a look."

As if to say he was really petty.

Ji Chicheng stared at her with a half-smile for a moment, then raised an eyebrow, "Don’t you know I like it when you say one thing and mean another?"

After asking, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Anning’s neck.

Ji Anning felt ticklish from his soft lips brushing against her, and she shrank her neck, pushing him away while pouting, "I’m not saying one thing and meaning another!"

Ji Chicheng’s lips moved slowly up Ji Anning’s neck, reaching her earlobe, as his breath turned suddenly ambiguous.

He said, "Those who’ve bullied my wife will never have a clear path through me."