Wrinkling his brow, Wang Deyi remains suspicious, Many days? Can it be, Old Two is really not responding?
“Leave first and continue spying on my brother’s movement. As for that woman who came with him,” sneering with a sinister light in his iris, “She better mind her own business, otherwise….”
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An House
Skirting into the courtyard with his peachy robe, An Xiang Ran really does have the making of a fine lady if not for that conspicuous bump on his throat.
“Xiang Ran, you are back?”
Like an obstacle, that vigorous and powerful voice belonged to the old senior behind the boy, which startled him upon recognition: “Grandpa, are you looking for me?”
“I heard during this period you and that little chubby from the Wang family are very close, is it true?” Wrinkling his brow, this elder that’s known as An Zheng Nan sounded frustrated and helpless towards the situation.
Because the kid didn’t quite understand the intent of his grandfather for asking, An Xiang Ran held off on replying immediately and instead took a moment to think it through.
“That chubby from the Wang family is a tyrannical character. I’m afraid you will suffer if you get too close to him, so….”
“Grandfather!” Exclaiming on the spot, the kid finally got it, “I have the freedom to choose my own friends.”
Ever since he was little, this peachy boy’s grandfather – An Zheng Nan – have always dictated the every move of the boy, that’s why he turned out in such a fashion and without proper friends. Now that the opportunity to mingle with people of his own age group has come, there’s no way An Xiang Ran would let it go.
I’ve had enough of those lonely days!
“But my child, Grandpa here is doing this for your own good. Your father left only you behind, how can I bear to see you being bullied? Listen to Grandpa and don’t have too much contact with those people.”
He really does care, that’s why there’s nervousness and worry in those old eyes. It’s not like this grandpa wants his grandson to be lonely, just that he’s afraid that the boy would suffer a lot of grievances in the pursuit of making friends….
It didn’t help either when the one they are talking about here was Wang Xiaopang, a child that has a long history of being physical.
Biting his lip, An Xiang Ran doesn’t seem to think the same way: “I am twelve years old already, I will decide my own future. Grandpa, you don’t need to keep worrying yourself so much.”
“You….” But before the elder could further his argument, the boy had already stamped his feet away, leaving the old grandpa full of worries in his eyes.
“Father,” it was then a low muffled voice came from the side.
Wrinkling his brows, the senior slowly shifts his gaze over to the source that was the middle-aged man standing nearby. This person was the uncle of the peachy boy, also the current chief of the An House.
“Father, are you troubling yourself again for Xiang Ran’s sake?” Chuckling at his father’s demeanor, An Zhen Ning appears to be more lax in his viewpoint, “He’s already old enough, we need to give him some freedom so let him be. Otherwise, it will only be counterproductive if we be too hard.”
Towards his son’s persuasion, the senior only smiled while shaking his head, How can I not understand such things. I just don’t want him to be hurt….
“Zhen Ning, is something the matter in coming to find me?”
“The story is like this. Some time ago I managed to get my hands on a Dragon Fruit, then yesterday that third son of the Wang House sent someone to see me, claiming they wish to purchase it for double the price. I’m here to discuss the matter with you. Father, should we sell it?”
“The third son, Wang Deyi?” Wrinkling his forehead to the point of it becoming a prune, the elder became increasingly alarmed, “You decide, but have our people be on the lookout nevertheless.”
“No!” The grandpa had only just finished making his decision when this proud squealy voice cuts him off.
“But my boy, why can’t we sell this Dragon Fruit to the Wang House?” Confused by his grandson’s outcry, the senior questions the boy.
“I say no is no!” Puffing up his cheeks, the peachy boy appears to be very displeased, “The Dragon Fruit is mine, I won’t allow it to be sold to that person.”