After taking a closer look at it, An Zhenxiong straightened his face, reached out and grabbed Fugui's neck, and lifted it up.
The sudden action stunned An Ci.
It wasn't until Fugui whimpered that she realized, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Xiao Ci, this is a tiger." An Zhenxiong looked at An Ci with a slightly serious tone.
"It's going to be very fierce when it grows up."
An Ci glanced at Fugui and curled his lips, "I know."
Seeing his worry, she said, "Grandpa, Fugui is very well behaved. He won't hurt me."
As if he understood what she said, Fugui whimpered in cooperation and flapped his little paws twice.
An Zhenxiong was still a little worried after hearing this. After thinking for a while, he said, "How about this, Grandpa finds you a tamer and sends this little white tiger there to temper his temper..."
When An Ci heard the word "animal trainer", his brows jumped and he quickly carried Fugui back.
"Grandpa, Fugui is very well behaved and doesn't need a trainer."
Given Fugui's current condition, if he were to be handed over to a trainer and be tortured, she would probably have to burn incense for him during the Qingming Festival next year.
Knowing An Ci's fondness for the little white tiger, Aunt Hong chimed in, "Master, Fugui is indeed quite obedient."
She only listened to the young master's words, she complained in her heart.
"Right, Zuo Fei?"
Being suddenly dragged into the water, Zuo Fei's mouth twitched, thinking of Fugui's good performance in the pet hospital in the afternoon. It almost obeyed whatever the young master said.
Meeting An Zhenxiong's inquiring gaze, he nodded, "Yeah."
Seeing that both of them spoke for Fugui, An Zhenxiong glanced at Fugui, then looked at An Ci, and said concedingly, "Then we won't look for a trainer for now. But if it dares to hurt you, you'll have to listen to Grandpa."
An Ci nodded with a smile, "I knew Grandpa was the best."
An Zhenxiong never tired of hearing this. He reached out and pinched An Ci's face, "It's getting late. Go to bed early."
An Ci waved his little hand, "Good night, Grandpa."
There was still a pile of documents waiting for An Zhenxiong to process, so Zeng Liang and Zuo Fei followed him out.
Back in the room, An Ci put Fugui down, sat down on the carpet, and busied himself with building a nest for it.
Fugui was lying at her feet, having already fallen into a deep sleep.
…
For several days, An Ci didn't go out.
She is either busy taking care of Fugui or taking Fugui for a walk around the manor.
That day, after An Ci finished breakfast, he took Fugui out for a stroll as usual.
Unfortunately, they were caught by the two elders.
The first elder and the second elder came to An Zhenxiong to discuss something. When they passed by the garden, they heard the laughter of children. They walked forward curiously to check it out, but they didn't expect to meet An Ci here.
"Isn't it said that the young master has just recovered from his illness and is still very weak?" The elder looked at the child throwing a frisbee not far away and asked puzzledly.
I run faster than anyone else and laugh happier than anyone else, and this is called weakness?
So what is he, a cripple?
The Second Elder stroked his beard, his expression serious, "Now that the young master is fine, the lessons can't be delayed."
Education should start from childhood.
The Great Elder nodded in agreement, "Second Elder is right. I'll have to discuss this matter with the Patriarch when I see him later."
The two of them withdrew their gaze and left quietly.
On the other side, An Ci was happily throwing the frisbee, not knowing that the two elders had arrived.
She throws and Fugui picks it up.
However, after picking it up a few times, Fugui lost his patience and just lay on the ground motionless.
Looking at its lazy appearance, An Ci laughed, "Fugui, this is just the beginning, you are being lazy again."
He just eats but doesn't move. I wonder who he resembles with this lazy personality.
"Fugui, I'll count to three. If you don't get up..."
Before she could finish her words, Fugui suddenly stood up and ran, but not in the direction of picking up the frisbee.
An Ci was dumbfounded.
The next moment, she ran after him.
"Fugui, come back, come back."
After all, two legs are no match for four legs.
An Ci chased all the way to the blue castle, but Fugui was nowhere to be seen.
She sat down on the ground, gasping for air from exhaustion.
This is such a ridiculous amount of wealth.
She's going to cancel its evening snack.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door on the second floor opened.
Three young men walked out.
When the young men saw An Ci sitting on the ground, they were all stunned.
You look at me, I look at you, and there is confusion in our eyes.
Well, why is this sick guy here?
An Ci was the first to come to his senses. He patted his butt and stood up, then heard a voice from the other side -
"Oh, I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be our weak young master."
As a child of the An family's side branch, he had naturally heard of An Ci. After all, he was the young master of the An family and the future heir of the An family.
In ancient times, this would be equivalent to being a prince.
What's more, they had met An Ci once on the first day he came to the manor. They had a quick encounter but didn't say a word.
They had heard many rumors about this young master, including that An Ci fainted in class on his first day of class.
When they heard about this, their first reaction was that this young master was too useless and was probably just a useless fool.
The taller boy frowned, "Yiheng."
No matter how incompetent An Ci was, he was still the young master, and his status was more noble than theirs. If they really offended him, he would go to the head of the family to complain, and none of them would end up well.
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