"Unexpectedly, Mrs. An, although you don't leave home on weekdays, you still know a lot!"

Ning Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, he did not cross Erlang's legs casually as usual, but sat in a regular manner, and his tone of voice was as slow as possible.

However, this sitting posture made him uncomfortable.

But he still subconsciously wanted to leave a good impression on this old lady.

After all, the old man in front of her is the grandmother she cares about the most.

So, he didn't want to disgust her grandmother.

Of course, Mrs. Ann could see that he was unnatural.

As a result, the old lady suddenly had doubts in her heart.

It stands to reason that with Ning Zhiyuan's character, power, and status, there is no need to be humble in front of her.

All this seems a little familiar.

More than ten years ago, the young man who was also rich, powerful, and outstanding-looking also sat in front of him like this.

At that time, he said to the old lady, "Mrs. An, I want to marry your daughter!"

A hooligan, a ruffian, actually dares to covet her sweetheart!

At that time, she was so angry that she directly overturned the table in front of her.

……

Perhaps recalling the beginning, Mrs. An's heart wrinkled and ached.

But in an instant, the old lady's face turned a little bluer.

So, more than ten years later, why did this man with similar temperaments come to settle down.

She originally wanted to be polite and polite to Ning Zhiyuan, but now, she is not in the mood at all.

The red wine didn't wake up, and the melon and fruit snacks were not served.

Mrs. An asked directly to the point: "I don't know what Ning Shaoda is doing when he comes to the cold house?"

When she was young, Mrs. Ann used to be a university professor.

Therefore, the choice of words and sentences is very exquisite.

But Ning Zhiyuan hates these words with X.

Won't you speak well?

What kind of knowledge do you have to sell?

But the person in front of him was her grandmother, so he endured!

Ning Zhiyuan forced himself to pull the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile.

His smile directly froze the two policemen next to him.

It's too late!

They actually saw Ning Zhiyuan laughing!

It is rumored that Ning Zhiyuan, a pervert, will only laugh when he sees blood!

For a moment, the two policemen only felt a gust of wind in their backs.

At the end, Ning Zhiyuan said to Mrs. An in a tone that was like a discussion: "I don't know if Mrs. An can make it convenient, I want to go to the ancient well that has been sealed in your mansion."

Damn, these words are fucking disgusting!

………

The old lady only picked up the tea a second ago, and sighed.

Before he could put down the teacup, his face suddenly changed when he said this.

Gujing!

He's going to that ancient well!

The place she never wanted to talk about in her life!

However, the girl is still inside.

No one wants to disturb the quietness of the baby!

"I'm sorry......" the old lady cleared her throat and said, "We don't have any ancient wells in Anjia!"

……

No?

The old lady's expression was unnatural, and she obviously opened her eyes and made up nonsense.

Ning Zhiyuan retracted his gaze, thought for a while, and continued: "That old lady doesn't know, I had to call and call a hundred and eighty people to search here?"

Search?

He was so bold that he didn't take An Jia in his eyes at all.

Hear it!

The old lady changed from the previous iron blue to miserable white, and from miserable white to black.

Her hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled violently.

After a second of silence, she finally raised her head and glared at Ning Zhiyuan.