Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Clatter!
Behind them, Cheng Lin’s phone accidentally slipped out of her hand and fell on the floor.
As Ji Fanyin turned to look at her, she awkwardly cleared her throat with her phone in hand. “I’m sorry, please go on.”
“It’s alright. I’m done here,” Ji Fanyin replied.
Hearing that, Cheng Lin rubbed her earlobe nervously. “Oh… Oh, then let’s go. The hospital smells bad.”
Ji Fanyin nodded her head and made her way to the door.
“Sister…” Ji Xinxin sobbed behind her.
Ji Fanyin halted her steps.
Ever since they were children, everytime Ji Xinxin pleaded with tears in her eyes, Ji Fanyin would always agree to whatever she asked for.
It was like her tears were an omnipotent weapon that had never tasted defeat.
But like other weapons and tools, there was a usage limit.
Ji Fanyin only hesitated for a split second and quickly caught up with Cheng Lin, who closed the door behind them.
“You did well,” Cheng Lin said rigidly.
Ji Fanyin looked at her curiously. Thinking she was being praised for not going with the flow this time, she nodded her head. “En, I tried to imitate what the other Ji Fanyin would do.”
Cheng Lin: “... That teacher of yours was truly formidable. Learn more from her and you will surely not lose out.”
As they alighted from the lift at the ground floor, a group of people flowed in.
From her peripheral vision, Ji Fanyin caught sight of Father and Mother Ji amongst them.
Father Ji’s luscious black hair was now populated with white hair, and Mother Ji was dressed in simple and plain clothing. It was a far cry from the glamorous branded clothes she used to wear.
To think they were both such attention seekers in the past...
Ji Fanyin could not help taking a second look.
Father and Mother Ji did not notice her. With two large suitcases behind them and another bag on Father Ji’s back, it seemed like they were planning on an extended stay.
Cheng Lin had only noticed the latter lagging behind after she was two steps in front. Curiously, she asked, “What did you see?”
“Mm… I saw my parents.”
Ji Fanyin sc
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