Chapter 663 It's Not Your Turn (1)

His cold tone, neither fierce nor angry, made people dare not refute.

Hearing this, Lin Yanqin jumped up, "I don't believe it, I don't believe that the old man just gave all the shares in the company to Ji Anning, an outsider."

She pointed to the old man's tombstone while talking, trembling with excitement, "You want to rebel when the old man is still in his bones, aren't you afraid that the old man will come to you in the middle of the night?"

If the old man really transferred 32% of the shares to Ji Anning's name, what else would there be for the three of them, mother and daughter, in the Ji family?

At any rate, she also gave birth to two daughters for the Ji family. She has been a widow in the Ji family for so many years, and she doesn't believe that the old man is so terrific.

Ji Chicheng ignored her agitation that was almost out of control, looked down at Ji Anning, and ordered her: "Don't get up without my permission."

With that said, he lifted his foot and left.

"If you want to get out of Ji's house early, stay here."

After Ji Chicheng walked a long way, a cold voice floated over, causing Lin Yanqin, mother and daughter, who were about to attack Ji Aning, to fight coldly and feel scruples.

No matter what, since Ji Chicheng entered Ji's house, he has 30% of the company's shares. No matter how the old man arranges the remaining shares, Ji Chicheng has the final say in this family right now.

They weighed it up, but they still didn't dare to make mistakes at this juncture.

"What does Uncle mean? While pampering this little slut, and letting her kneel in the snow, does he have a split personality?"

"Who knows, an illegitimate child and a little bitch are quite a match."

The three of Lin Yanqin, mother and daughter, were talking about Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng while walking, and the words they talked about were unbearable.

‘What the hell does uncle mean? At the same time, she was very angry with this little bitch, and made her kneel in the snow again and again...'

In fact, he still doesn't completely believe him, or blame her, right?

That's right, the old man's death, no matter whether it was an accident or not, has nothing to do with her. Even she can't forgive herself, let alone him.

...

Outside the car window, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and a thick layer was piled up on the front windshield, blocking the line of sight.

The man stared into the distance with a pair of sullen black eyes, and the girl kneeling there motionless had a cold expression and an indescribable chill in her eyes.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat looked back at him countless times, but he wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew the snowflakes floating in the air into a vortex, and the tree tops swayed.

The driver finally couldn't help it, turned his head to look at Ji Chicheng, and reminded with a worried face: "Master, it's snowing again right now."

The sound of howling wind pierced into his ears. Hearing the driver's reminder, his hands beside his legs trembled slightly, but when he looked at the kneeling girl, she was still standing upright, motionless and stubborn. As if in a fit of anger.

Ji Chicheng's eyes flashed coldly, he looked away, and coldly ordered the driver: "Drive."

"This..." The driver looked at Ji Anning in embarrassment, feeling a little unbearable.

"Huh?" Ji Chicheng raised his eyebrows, and cast a sharp gaze over him. The driver shivered, and immediately retracted his gaze, and started the car.

The wipers started, and the snow accumulated on the windshield was cleared away in a while.

The car slowly drove away from the spot and made its way out of the cemetery.