So, whoever wants to be the heir can be the heir.
She was determined not to do it.
Besides, it's also good to be a mediocre person. At least you don't have to get up early and work late to compete with the internal forces, nor do you have to be on guard against the open and secret attacks of all kinds of monsters. Anyway, your parents have money, and any money they give her is enough for her to squander for the rest of her life.
Not to mention that she has a grandfather who is as rich as a country. As long as she holds his thighs well, she can lie down and enjoy herself without any worries.
Thinking of this, An Ci fell back happily.
Hearing that his grandson had woken up, An Zhenxiong ran over in the middle of the meeting. As soon as he entered the room, he saw his grandson's thin little body lying on the bed.
Thinking that his little grandson had fainted again, An Zhenxiong panicked, rushed over, stretched out his iron arm, and picked up the little grandson from the bed.
That action was not gentle at all.
Especially those strong muscles. When he closed his hands, he almost strangled An Ci to death.
"Xiao Ci, what's wrong with you?"
"Where does it hurt?"
The man's anxious voice fell into her ears. An Ci was pressed in his arms and couldn't raise her head. Her short legs flapped twice in the air.
"Jiu, Jiumin..."
Hearing the slurred voice of his little grandson in his arms, An Zhenxiong seemed to realize something and quickly put her back on the bed.
An Ci took a deep breath.
Oh my god, I almost died again.
After she recovered, she raised her head and what caught her eyes was the man's resolute face and eyes full of concern.
In a trance, she couldn't help but think of her master.
Before she could feel sad, the man's muttering voice sounded above her head.
"Could it be that the fever has damaged your brain?"
Are you polite?
An Ci blinked, her thick and curly eyelashes fluttering. The next second, she opened her arms towards him, acting coquettishly without any pressure at all, "Grandpa, hug me."
If you don't cling to someone now, when will you?
An Zhenxiong looked at his little grandson strangely. As far as he could remember, his little grandson had never been so close to him. Usually, he would cry when he hugged him.
Now she actively asks him to hold her, which is not normal.
It's so abnormal.
After waiting for a while, my arms started to feel sore, but An Zhenxiong still didn't take any action.
An Ci's lips pursed, and she looked at him with her peach blossom eyes, a layer of mist covering her clear pupils.
"Grandpa, do you hate Xiao Ci?"
An Zhenxiong had never seen such a scene before, and immediately panicked, blurting out: "How is it possible? Grandpa likes Xiao Ci the most."
Fortunately, there was no one else in the room, otherwise they would have been shocked to hear this.
Who is An Zhenxiong? It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the king of Continent M. But now he has become at a loss in front of a three-year-old cub.
An Ci sniffed and asked aggrievedly, "Then why doesn't Grandpa hold Xiao Ci?"
She was already pretty, with peach-shaped eyes and a pouty mouth, which made her look even more pitiful, instantly softening people's hearts and making them feel distressed.
This is how An Zhenxiong feels at this moment.
He didn't care whether it was normal or not, he picked her up without hesitation.
Too light.
No weight at all.
An Zhenxiong weighed the little guy in his arms, and his brows were almost twisted into a shape of a "川" (川) character.
As the next head of the An family, how can he succeed without a strong body? He must ask the kitchen to prepare more food for him to eat.
Just as he was thinking about how to nourish the little guy, An Ci's white and tender little hands had already hugged his neck.
"Grandpa is the best."
When An Zhenxiong heard this, a trace of dullness flashed across his resolute face, and his heart felt as if a piece of candy was stuffed into it, sweet.
Whether it was his two daughters or his other grandchildren, they all respected and revered him without exception. No one took the initiative to ask him to hug them or act coquettishly with him like she did.
He raised his hand and touched her head, his expression becoming gentler. "It's all Grandpa's fault. He shouldn't have let you go straight to class as soon as you arrived."
An Ci nodded frantically inwardly. It was true. Whose child, only three years old, was given over a dozen courses: etiquette, musical instruments, horsemanship, foreign languages…
Such a high-intensity study pressure on a three-year-old cub, just ask one question -
Ah, is this appropriate?
Besides, she had already suffered in her previous life, and she couldn't make the same mistake again.
After some thought, An Ci hugged his grandfather's neck tightly, his eyes drooping slightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't blame Grandpa. It's not Grandpa's fault. It's because Xiao Ci is too weak that he got sick. Grandpa treats Ah Ci very well."
He had already felt guilty about her illness, and now after hearing her words, An Zhenxiong couldn't help but reflect on whether he had been too hasty and too harsh on her.
She was only three years old, and it was her first time leaving her parents to come to Continent M. However, he didn't even give her time to adapt to the new environment before arranging for her to go to school. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he was a bit too much.
"Xiao Ci, Grandpa shouldn't have been so anxious to let you go to class. You should have a good rest. When you are better, Grandpa will take you out to play."
An Ci suppressed his excitement and said, "Then let's go to class..."
An Zhenxiong patted her little head and said gently, "Don't worry about the class. Wait half a month before going."
"?"
What, only half a month?
Wait at least a year and a half.
An Ci was depressed. He tilted his head and leaned on An Zhenxiong's shoulder with a look of despair.
Forget it, forget it, I’ll just have fun while I can and we’ll deal with what happens in half a month.
After a while, Aunt Hong came back with food.
Seeing An Ci being held by An Zhenxiong, the old and the young talking and laughing, she was surprised.
Did she miss something?
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