She had been aggrieved and frightened for over a decade.
Back then, her fear was simple—she merely feared being thrown out of the house, for without a home, her parents would have no money to treat their illnesses and would die.
After listening to Ji Anning's words, Mr. Charles remained silent for a long time, his expression cold and unchanged.
Ji Anning nervously swallowed, then continued, "Mr. Charles, you also heard what he said that day. From the day I left two years ago, he had already considered me dead. Now, my only connection to the Ji Family is Fenfen, and I have no influence over the Ji Family."
"Ha..." Suddenly, Mr. Charles laughed loudly, as if he had heard a big joke.
Ji Anning looked at him, puzzled.
Mr. Charles's expression suddenly turned cold, his gaze filled with a murderous intent, and Ji Anning's heart violently trembled.
"Get her in the car."