To tell the truth, their current relationship, having to pretend to be so affectionate, nauseated not only Ji Jingfeng but Ji Anning as well.
It disgusted her, Ji Jingfeng, and even herself.
Especially just now, facing Yang Yufang, she felt that she and Ji Jingfeng were continuously deceiving her, as if committing a crime.
Yang Yufang had always been so kind to her, and although Ji Anning had held little influence in the family ever since she was young, she had always tried her best to fight for what was hers.
With these thoughts, Ji Anning's heart felt immeasurably heavy. How much longer would she have to endure days like these?
She hung her head in dejection and followed Ji Jingfeng into the courtyard, almost forgetting that Ji Chicheng was still following behind them.
A pair of dark, gloomy eyes watched their intertwined hands with a sinister gaze.