Chapter 72: Cohabitation by Force (17)

She has been in this house 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, even though she had been in this home for several years longer than her.
Maybe she is too ambitious and has no ideals.
In this home, it exists like a walking dead.
"Anning, your aunt is right, don't come back so late in the future."
The old man did not know when he appeared on the stairs.
The sudden sound made Ji Anning and Yang Yufang both stunned, and they all looked at him Ji Zhengdao.
His old man was wearing dark gray pajamas, with his hands behind him, a pair of turbid but shrewd eyes, slightly lowered, looking at Ji Anning and Yang Yufang.
Don't be angry.
"Grandpa, I know."
Ji Anning responded softly, then lowered his head.
She didn't feel sad or lost because of it. After all, she used to have no freedom at all at night.
Ji Zhengdao's majestic gaze moved away from Ji Anning and looked at Yang Yufang.
"dad."
Yang Yufang smiled and greeted Ji Zhengdao.
His old man did not respond to her, his attitude was still that majestic, like an emperor, invisibly pressured.
The atmosphere has also become depressing and abnormal.
At this time, Lin Yanqin on the sofa got up, walked towards them, looked at Ji Zhengdao while walking, and cared: "Dad, why are you still up so late? I heard you cough in the morning. Didn't Dr. Zhang repeatedly tell you the elderly Go to bed early."
She is wearing orange pajamas, a conservative style.
This is the rule in this home. The pajamas worn out are sleeveless for maximum exposure.
When Ji Zhengdao watched Lin Yanqin come, his expression was obviously lightened.
Upon seeing this, Lin Yanqin was overjoyed, turned around and shouted to Ji Xiangting and Ji Ruoqian on the other side of the sofa: "Xiang Ting, Ruoqian, you can pour grandpa a glass of water."
Hearing that, Ji Ruoqian and Ji Xiangting rushed to do it.
Ji Xiangting poured a cup of warm water, came out of the dining room, 70% full, and walked up the stairs.
They were thinking about it, and they left after the old man had spoken.
But more and more people gathered on the stairs. Ji Anning felt that there was no need for her to witness the Lin Yanqin's family's courtesy to the old man.
So I decided to say hello to the room first.
"Grandpa, then I'll go upstairs first."
Ji Anning greeted Ji Zhengdao lightly, then she lowered her head, raised her feet, and went upstairs.
"Anning, please."
Suddenly, Ji Xiangting's footsteps followed, calling her behind her.
She hurriedly moved aside, and inadvertently waved her hand slightly.
'Snapped'
Coincidentally, I ran into the cup in Ji Xiangting's hand.
The transparent glass cup fell to the ground, shattered and shattered.
"Ah..."
Ji Xiangting was so scared that she stepped back and almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, she held the stair railing in time.
Ji Anning felt mentally retarded for such a low-level frame-up, and he was actually under grandpa's nose.
"Ji Anning, why are you so careless? Don't you know that my eldest sister's water is for Grandpa?"
Without waiting for Ji Xiangting to say anything, Ji Ruoqian rushed forward and questioned Ji Anning.
Ji Anning felt that the old man had witnessed all this just now and would have made a decision, so she lowered her head and did not intend to explain.
(Good night, okay...)