As she spoke, she lifted her foot and headed towards the door, her steps hasty and clearly emotional.
This little temper… is getting more and more irritable.
Ji Chicheng knitted his brows, and as Ji Anning approached, he suddenly moved in front of her, blocking her way.
Caught off guard, Ji Anning bumped into his chest, the familiar scent enveloping her, causing her heart to palpitate and the butterflies in her stomach to become even more chaotic.
She hated this feeling, hated that she couldn't even control her own heart.
Ji Anning pushed Ji Chicheng away with one hand, forcing him to take a couple of steps back, which she did as well.
"I am your niece-in-law, can you stay away from me?"
Can you not stay in my heart.
She was reminding herself, warning herself, that there was a distance between them that could never be crossed. She knew she shouldn't, so she should have immediately turned around every time she saw him and stayed far away.