Reliving a Nightmare – Part 6

But recently, she kept getting punished because of Ji Anning. Naturally, she could not come to terms with it and felt indignant.

Watching as her little sister cried bitterly, Ji Xiangting was heartbroken. She gritted her teeth and glowered at Ji Anning, "Ji Anning, are you happy now?"

Yes, she must be feeling smug!

A 15 to 16 year old girl ought to be innocent and kind, but she had never once detected the slightest bit of kindness in Ji Ruoqian's nature.

When she was seven years old, she put snakes in her bed. At 10 years of age, she deliberately cut herself with a knife when no one was looking and accused her of it. As punishment, she knelt for a day and night going without a drop of water. By the time she was 12 years old, she had set a fire that almost burned her to death.

"Help me. Help me…"

"Anan, don't be afraid. Give me your hand."

"Anan, please open your eyes. Open your eyes. Don't leave me behind."

At that time, if Ji Jingfeng did not risk his life by running into the fire to save her, Ji Anning would have long ceased to exist in the world.

In a daze, she could sense him holding her, shouting so anxiously in utter despair like he had experienced the agony of life-and-death as he begged her not to leave him behind.

So when she opened her eyes and immediately saw that the person watching over her by the bedside was genuinely Ji Jingfeng, she put away all thoughts of running away from the Jis when she one day became fully-fledged.

Even if she was aware, the main reason for Ji Jingfeng's concern was because the fortune teller said she was his best medicine and would bring him good fortune for the rest of his life, but he truly saved her from such a dangerous situation when she had lost all hope. He fearlessly reached his hand out to her without retreating or leaving her behind.

So how could she ignore his safety to run away and give up on him in his time of need?

Ji Anning lowered her head and smiled coldly. But from a bystander's perspective, she appeared utterly submissive and pitiful.

As Old Master had just flown into a rage and was still fuming, Yang Yufang did dare be reckless. Glaring at Ji Xiangting coldly, she walked up in front of Ji Anning to hold her hand and say, "Anning, come upstairs with Mom."

Yang Yufang helped Ji Anning up.

Looking at Ji Anning, Yang Danning felt a pang in her heart, so she stopped Yang Yufang, "Auntie Yufang, let me take Anning out for a walk and relax."

Upon hearing that, Yang Yufang looked at Ji Anning. Aware that Ji Ruoqian must have seriously wounded her, the rims of her eyes promptly turned red while tears glistened in her eyes.

Yet the emotions flowing through her were tremendously complicated, making her feel sympathy, love as well as hate…

"Sounds good," Yang Yufang nodded her head and let go of Ji Anning's hand.

"Anning, let's go," Yang Danning held Ji Anning's hand and pulled her out of the dining room.

She utterly ignored Lin Yanqin and her daughters' glowering.

"Sigh, sigh, sigh. That Ji Ruoqian is too much."

Yang Danning dragged Ji Anning into the car before finally grumbling exasperatedly, "If your little uncle didn't take any action earlier on, I would've poured water on her."

Ji Anning smiled without making any comment. Based on Yang Danning's personality, she believed she was capable of doing so.

At the sight of Ji Anning appearing indifferent and still in the mood to smile, Yang Danning frowned. "Aren't you angry?" as she started the engine, she asked.

Ji Anning shrugged nonchalantly, "Why should I be angry? I was only listening to the usual kind of scolding that I often get."

It was true that she was already numb, so it did not affect her much.

"Are you honestly alright?" Yang Danning frowned with uncertainty as she scrutinized Ji Anning.