Chapter 72: Cohabitation as a Last Resort(17)
She has been in this family for more than ten years, and she has become accustomed to the exclusion and cold eyes of these real masters, and she is invulnerable.
Except for that arrogant uncle, Ji Chicheng.
But she knew that Yang Yufang was still not used to it, although she had been in this home for a few years longer than her.
It may be that she is too unambitious and has no ideals.
In this home, it exists like a walking corpse.
"An Ning, what your aunt said is right, don't come back so late in the future."
The old man didn't know when, but appeared at the top of the stairs.
The sudden voice made Ji Anning and Yang Yufang stunned, and they looked at him Ji Zhengdao with their eyes.
He was wearing dark gray pajamas, his hands behind his back, a pair of cloudy but shrewd eyes, slightly drooping, looking at Ji Anning and Yang Yufang.
Don't be angry.
"Grandpa, I see."
Ji Anning replied softly, and then lowered his head.
She didn't feel sad or lost because of this, after all, she had no freedom at night before.
Ji Zhengdao's majestic gaze moved away from Ji Anning and looked at Yang Yufang.
"Dad."
Yang Yufang smiled and said hello to Ji Zhengdao.
His old man didn't answer her, and his attitude was still so majestic, like an emperor, which invisibly put pressure on people.
The atmosphere becomes oppressive and abnormal, too.
At this time, Lin Yanqin on the sofa got up, walked towards them, looked at Ji Zhengdao as she walked, and said with concern: "Dad, why haven't you slept so late?" I heard you cough in the morning, didn't Dr. Zhang repeatedly tell you to go to bed early? ”
She was wearing orange pajamas, very conservative.
This is the rule in this house, wear out pajamas, the maximum exposure is sleeveless.
Ji Zhengdao looked at Lin Yanqin coming, and his face was obviously a lot more relaxed.
Seeing this, Lin Yanqin was overjoyed, turned around and shouted to Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian on the other side of the sofa: "Xiangting, Ruoqian, you pour a glass of water for grandpa." ”
Hearing this, Ji Ruoqian and Ji Xiangting rushed to do it.
Ji Xiangting poured a glass of warm water, came out of the restaurant, seven points full, and walked up the stairs.
Originally, they all thought that they would wait for the old man to speak before they left.
But there were more and more people gathering on the stairs, and Ji Anning felt that Lin Yanqin's family was courteous to the old man, so she didn't need to witness it.
So I decided to say hello and go back to the room first.
"Grandpa, then I'll go upstairs first."
Ji Anning said hello to Ji Zhengdao lightly, and then she lowered her head, raised her feet, and went upstairs.
"Tranquility, give way."
Suddenly, Ji Xiangting's footsteps followed and called her behind her.
She hurriedly moved to the side, and inadvertently waved her hand slightly.
'Smack'
Coincidentally, I touched the cup in Ji Xiangting's hand.
The transparent glass cup, falling to the ground, shattered in response to the sound, shattered.
"Ahh......h
Ji Xiangting was so frightened that she stepped back, and almost fell down the stairs, but fortunately she held on to the staircase railing in time.
With such a low-level frame-up, Ji Anning felt mentally retarded, and it was under his grandfather's nose.
"Ji Anning, why are you so careless? Don't you know that my eldest sister brought water for my grandfather? ”
Without waiting for Ji Xiangting to say anything, Ji Ruoqian rushed up and questioned Ji Anning.
Ji Anning felt that the old man had witnessed all this just now and would make up her mind, so she lowered her head and didn't intend to explain.
(Good night, Momoda...... )