What a joke!
With his identity, his handsome face, countless eyes were on him at school. Visiting his apartment would surely be trending on T University's hot topics within minutes.
By then, all their secrets would be exposed.
Despite being refused, the young master Ji wasn't angry. He nodded calmly, "That's fine, I've never been to your dorm anyway."
Does that mean he wanted to go to her dorm?
Ji Anning panicked and turned around to glare at Ji Chicheng discontentedly, "Uncle, can't you stop doing this? We agreed to keep it secret."
Her brow furrowed, her explosive temper evident even in each hair bristling with emotion, as she stood up to protest.
Suddenly, Ji Chicheng stood up, hands pressing down on the table, leaning forward with his head moving closer to Ji Anning's face, his deep black eyes fixated on the corner of her mouth.
"What... what are you doing?" Not knowing what Ji Chicheng was up to, Ji Anning defensively backed away.
"Don't move."
