They were still standing on the steps in front of the civil affairs bureau.
They both had waited too long for this day, waiting with much difficulty.
"You young people today, get a little money and forget your manners, showing no respect for your elders. You really are like a dog that bites Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a good person's heart."
The auntie who stamped the papers just now seemed to have just reacted, chasing after them to scold Ji Chicheng.
Ji Chicheng frowned, his face darkened.
Ji Anning sensed that his arm was relaxing, and his lips were about to pull away, estimating he was planning to retort the auntie.
She almost didn't think, raised her hands, and hugged his waist tightly, standing on tiptoe, turning from passive to active.
Successfully diverted Ji Chicheng's attention.
"Young people these days are really thick-skinned; their values are extremely improper!"
The auntie walked away, muttering, and only then did Ji Anning release Ji Chicheng.
