Upon hearing this, the Iron Guards helped the four elders out, one on each side.
Before leaving, the fourth elder looked at An Ci with disapproval, his eyes turning black with anger.
An Ci smiled awkwardly, and as soon as he left, she turned around and went to look for that bastard Fugui.
If it weren't for it, she wouldn't have stirred up a hornet's nest.
Anyang looked in the direction where the Fourth Elder had left, trying hard to suppress his laughter, "What should we do now?"
Now that the four elders are gone, who will teach them?
An Yiheng smiled gleefully, "Just wait and see."
The dwarf stirred up a hornet's nest and made the Fourth Elder so embarrassed. She should just wait to be punished.
This time his words really came true.
In the afternoon, An Ci was called to the study again, and the grandfather and grandson stared at each other.
An Ci's eyes turned, and he ran to An Zhenxiong, clenching his fists and massaging his legs.
"Grandpa, you've been busy all day, you must be tired, let me massage your legs."
An Zhenxiong lowered his eyes, looked at the little boy's fawning look, and snorted in a nasal tone.
"Stop trying to change the subject. You're not going to fencing class and you're stirring up a hornet's nest. Who's to blame for that?"
An Ci massaged his legs vigorously.
"First, you made the Great Elder faint from anger, and now the Fourth Elder was stung by a wasp and fell into the water. Tell me, what do you want to do?" An Zhenxiong raised his hand and knocked on her head, saying unhappily.
There were only seven elders in total, but she was brave enough to knock down two of them at once.
An Ci muttered, "Aren't the other elders still fine?"
Her voice was too soft, and An Zhenxiong only saw her mouth move but couldn't hear what she said.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, Grandpa. This was an accident. I didn't know the Fourth Elder would suddenly show up." An Ci said weakly, "Um, is the Fourth Elder okay?"
An Zhenxiong glanced at her and asked, "You were stung by a wasp. Do you think you can be alright?"
"Then should I go visit him?" An Ci asked tentatively.
An Zhenxiong snorted and glanced at her sideways. "You, please be quiet. I'm telling you this: if you don't pass the exam at the end of the year, you'll have to stay here."
"Ah." An Ci's expression instantly fell, like a wilted sunflower.
What a sin! She has such a miserable life.
A smile appeared in An Zhenxiong's eyes. This kid is too naughty. If he is not taught a lesson, he will climb up the roof and tear down the tiles.
Ruffling her soft hair, he said slowly, "Don't always think about playing after class. Go to the library and read a book when you have nothing to do."
An Ci curled his lips, "I know."
After a pause, she suddenly thought of something and looked up at An Zhenxiong with a sweet smile, "Grandpa, I promise I will pass the exam at the end of the year. Can you return my phone and tablet to me?"
"Why, do you want to call your parents for help?" An Zhenxiong looked at her with a half-smile.
An Ci replied without hesitation, "Of course not. Grandpa is so good to me. Xiao Ci wants to stay here and accompany you more."
The sudden sour words hit his heart. An Zhenxiong looked at her with a smile of relief in his eyes. He thought that this little girl had some conscience.
"Really? Don't you miss your parents?"
In her previous life, she was an orphan and had never known what it was like to have parents. In this life, she finally had parents who loved her, so she naturally wanted to see them as soon as possible.
But speaking is an art. You can't be too blunt, or you might offend people, so you have to polish it a little.
An Ci said carefully, "I do, but my parents have my sister to accompany them, and grandpa is alone, so pitiful, so Xiao Ci wants to accompany grandpa."
An Zhenxiong suddenly felt exhausted, his eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold her in his arms.
Punishment and all that was forgotten.
He opened the drawer and on the top was a mobile phone and a tablet. An Ci's eyes lit up.
"I can give you a mobile phone and a tablet, but you can't let them distract you. You still have to study." An Zhenxiong took out the mobile phone and tablet and reminded him.
"Don't forget what you promised me just now."
An Ci nodded with a smile.
After a while, Zeng Liang came over.
Seeing An Ci curled up on the sofa fiddling with a tablet, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he once again witnessed what it meant to be doted on without limits.
Having been with the master for so many years, he had never seen the master be so partial and doting to anyone except his deceased wife.
"Master, it's time." He said respectfully.
An Zhenxiong nodded, closed the file, stood up and looked at the kid curled up on the sofa, "Xiao Ci, Grandpa has to go out for a dinner party, it's time for you to go back to study."
An Ci slid down from the sofa, holding his phone in one hand and his tablet in the other, and immediately expressed his love for learning, "I'm going to the library to read now."
Walking up to her, An Zhenxiong smiled softly, flicked her forehead with his finger, and said, "I hope so."
"By the way, grandpa, don't drink too much." An Ci was about to leave, but then she thought of something and turned back and said.
"I know." An Zhenxiong nodded helplessly. Ever since she found out he came back drunk last time, the little brat would remind him every time he had a dinner party.
Next to them, Zeng Liang looked at the grandfather and grandson, and silently gave An Ci a thumbs up in his heart.
In the An family, the head of the family has the highest status, and only the young master dares to control him, but the head of the family listens to her.
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In the evening, a ray of sunset glow shines into the library through the window glass.
"Oh, I'm starving."
Sitting on the sofa, An Ci put down the book as thick as a brick in his hand and stretched.
Not wanting to be the heir is one thing, but she has to be able to protect herself. After all, in a large family like the An family, there are many people who want her life.
How does the saying go: She may not do it, but she has to know how to do it.
An Ci glanced out the window and estimated that it was about time. If she didn't go back, Aunt Hong would probably come out to look for her.
She stood up lazily and whistled, "Fugui, go back and eat."
Before he could finish his words, Fugui ran out from the bookshelf at the back and ran out happily.
When it comes to eating, it is the most active.
An Ci's face was full of black lines, and he refused to admit the saying that a tiger follows its master.
It was not until she entered her room at night that Aunt Hong saw the mobile phone and tablet thrown on the bed.
She was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at An Ci who was chewing an apple, and asked blankly, "Young Master, where did you get this phone and tablet?"
"I asked my grandpa for it." An Ci took a bite of apple and his voice was unclear.
Aunt Hong looked incredulous, and had the same idea as Zeng Liang. She had never seen their master spoil anyone like this.
Of course, except for the wife of the head of the family.
Before she could ask in detail, An Ci explained casually, "I promised Grandpa that I would pass the exam at the end of the year."
Aunt Hong was even more surprised and blurted out, "What if I can't pass?"
"Then there's no way back to the imperial capital." An Ci said easily.
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