Ji Chicheng heard the words without any surprise, but his sinister black eyes gleamed eerily, filled with murderous intent.
HIs assistant observed him for a moment before continuing with the second matter, "Lawyer Liu called to say Miss Anning has transferred thirty-two percent of the shares to Young Master Jingfeng."
This time, Ji Chicheng finally lost his composure. His hands tightened on the comfortable leather sofa's armrests, his fingernails almost digging into the leather.
Upon hearing the 'ding-dong, ding-dong' of the doorbell, sounding like it was summoning death, Ji Anning muttered in annoyance, "I'm coming, I'm coming, why has he come back again."
She had just moved here, and the auntie was still cleaning. No one knew her place, and she thought it was Qi Helian returning.
She hurried to the door and opened it.
A tall figure approached her with an air of menace.
Looking up, she met his sinister black eyes and her face turned pale, "Uncle."
