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After switching off the TV, he put down the remote and stood up to go upstairs.
"Chicheng."
As Ji Chicheng walked past Lin Yanqin, she suddenly called out to him.
He stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at her with a lethargic expression, "What do you need, sister-in-law?"
He appeared utterly disinterested in her.
Yet, Lin Yanqin still confronted him with a smile, "How is Xiangting doing at school?"
"I haven't the time to keep track," Ji Chicheng replied indifferently, with a slight frown on his face.
His expression seemed to ask: Do you think I have that much free time?
Ignoring Lin Yanqin's face turning green, he turned and left without looking back.
This kid had never given her any respect since he was little.
If she didn't despise Yang Yufang and her son even more, she wouldn't even bother looking at him in this house, yet he acted so high and mighty.