The other party didn't send it himself, but asked someone to send it instead. Could it be that he is really dying?
An Ci smiled ingratiatingly, "Grandpa, can you give me my phone back?"
As she spoke, her eyes drifted towards the drawer of his desk.
An Zhenxiong's thoughts returned. When he heard her words, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why, you want a cell phone?"
An Ci nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yeah."
"Didn't you agree to confiscate the phone quite readily?" An Zhenxiong asked with a smile.
An Ci grabbed his hand and shook it, "Oh, Grandpa."
"It's okay if you want a cell phone, but what about your sincerity?" An Zhenxiong deliberately kept her in suspense.
"I listen carefully in class." She held up three fingers.
An Zhenxiong immediately sensed her rebellious streak and immediately turned serious. "Do you still want to neglect the class?"
"No." An Ci immediately shook his head, "I absolutely don't have such thoughts."
"You can ask for a cell phone, but first tell me, who helps you with your homework?"
"I can't say that." An Ci said, "Please change the question."
An Zhenxiong glared at her unhappily. Now she needed his help, and she dared to bargain with him.
He narrowed his eyes, "Is it Shen Mo?"
An Ci was stunned for a few seconds, as if he didn't expect An Zhenxiong to guess it right.
She denied it without hesitation, "No."
However, An Zhenxiong is a very good person and has experienced many ups and downs. How could he be fooled so easily?
He said pointedly, "You only have a few people around you. Who else can help you write besides him?"
It was obvious that the handwriting was not Xiaoxi's. Eric had never liked studying, and Song Yuan not only had to go to cram school but also had to do his own homework. How could he have the time to help her? After thinking about it, the only person who could do it was Shen Mo.
The most important thing is that he found that Shen Mo was quite fond of his little girl, so it was not impossible for him to help her with her homework.
An Ci tried to struggle again, "It really wasn't him."
An Zhenxiong said nothing, just looked at her quietly, with an expression that said, "If I don't tell you, you can continue to make it up."
An Ci shrank her neck, defeated. Worried about getting Shen Mo into trouble, she said, "I forced him to write it for me. It has nothing to do with him."
An Zhenxiong was so angry that he laughed. She had the nerve to force others to do their homework and she still had the nerve to speak so confidently.
"You're quite amazing. Tell me, how did you force others to write for you?" he asked with interest.
An Ci said weakly, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. If he loses, he has to help me with my homework."
"What if you lose?"
"If I lose, I'll accompany him for morning exercise and jogging." She replied quickly.
After hearing this, An Zhenxiong knocked her head in annoyance and said, "Forget it this time, but if you dare to ask someone to do your homework for you next time, I will punish you by grounding you."
In order to get his phone back smoothly, An Ci nodded obediently, "I understand."
An Zhenxiong opened the drawer and returned her phone and computer to her. "Don't take out your phone in front of the elders."
Otherwise, they would say he was too indulgent towards her.
An Ci smiled and said yes, "Grandpa, I love you the most."
An Zhenxiong laughed. He liked to hear this.
Standing opposite, Zeng Liang once again witnessed the scene of their master doting on his grandson without any bottom line.
He felt that the young lady mainly wanted the stars in the sky, and the head of the family could now find a way to pick them for her.
After getting his phone back, An Ci didn't rush to leave. He just found a place on the sofa and sat down.
After turning on the computer, a bunch of unread messages popped up like a bombardment.
She clicked on Shen Mo's message first.
[Shen Mo:?]
Scroll down, and every day, there is a question mark.
The last message was sent at seven in the morning, and it was another question mark.
An Ci curled his lips and typed a reply: [Disconnection ended.]
And sent a "hehe" emoticon.
She exited the chat interface with him and went to check the messages sent by other people.
Song Xi said that he missed her and asked when she would be back; Eric said that he had returned to Country Y and teased her, asking if she had been locked up in a small dark room by her grandfather; Song Yuan said that school was about to start and he would not be able to play games for a while.
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