Only Ji Mingyue would think he didn't look like a good sort.
It was still best to pull her away and shut her mouth, lest she cause trouble with her words, Ji Anning thought as she grabbed Ji Mingyue's arm, dragging her behind herself, and then with a slight smile negotiated with Charles, "Mr. Charles, I'll visit you another day, as I'm afraid I won't be able to make it today."
As she reached out to hold Fenfen, Charles raised his hand, gripping one of Fenfen's little hands, and with a smile said, "It happens to be dinner time, let me treat you and the Fourth Miss to a meal."
Just as Ji Anning was about to decline, Ji Mingyue's voice preempted hers in agreement, "Sure."
She accepted briskly, her chin lifted slightly, the corners of her mouth curled into a cunning cold smile, clearly scheming something.
