Chapter 166 Success
An Suhua looked at her mother in surprise, "Mom, is what you said true?"
Chen Rong touched her daughter's head, "Of course it's true."
"But my cousin..."
"Your cousin will naturally have your grandfather to tell him." Chen Rong smiled, "Let's wait for good news."
An Suhua's face instantly showed a smile. She glanced at Cheng Anyue and snorted. She was the eldest daughter of the An family.
When she returned to the An family, she would see how she would deal with this splashy girl who didn't know where she came from.
After breakfast, Cheng Anyue went upstairs.
"Are there any more rules?" An Zhengyang's unhappy voice came.
Cheng Anyue frowned slightly, turned her head and saw An Zhengyang looking at her with disgust.
It just so happened that she didn't like this person either.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Since you are already surnamed An, shouldn't you come over to say hello to us elders when you see us?" An Zhengyang directly attacked.
Although Cheng Anyue didn't like him, she also knew that what he said was true.
But she knew it was wrong, but she just didn't want to obey. People like him were not worthy of her greetings.
Chen Rong glanced at Cheng Anyue and smiled, "Brother, don't be angry. She relies on Shijue to support her."
"Humph, Shijue is my son. Even if he sees me, he has to call me dad, not to mention this girl he picked up." An Zhengyang looked at Cheng Anyue with disdain.
Cheng Anyue sneered in her heart. This man is really thick-skinned. When he beat his brother indiscriminately yesterday, he didn't treat his brother as his son.
"What are you talking about?" Suddenly a low and old voice came from the stairs, followed by a cough.
Cheng Anyue turned around and saw An Shijue helping Mr. An down. The old man didn't look very good.
She immediately stepped aside and said, "Hello, Master."
Mr. An glanced at her and didn't speak.
The two brothers An Zhengyang and An Chongyang, who were sitting on the sofa, came over. They supported Grandpa An on the left and right, and pushed An Shijue to the back.
An Shijue watched them help Grandpa An sit on the sofa, and his eyes fell on Cheng Anyue next to him.
Cheng Anyue saw him and immediately shouted: "Brother, good morning."
"Yeah!" An Shijue nodded and raised his hand to touch her head.
Cheng Anyue, "..."
She seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, that is, her brother especially liked to touch her head.
She was not a child...
But this feeling seemed not bad.
"Ahem..." Grandpa An coughed suddenly.
Cheng Anyue turned his head and saw that he had already sat down and was looking over here.
An Shijue withdrew his hand and whispered: "Go sit together."
"Yeah." Cheng Anyue responded, followed An Shijue to the sofa, and sat down next to him.
"Dad, how do you feel?" An Zhengyang looked at Grandpa An with concern.
"It's okay, I won't die." Grandpa An looked gloomy.
"What do you mean by dying or not? Look at what you said." An Zhengyang said reproachfully.
Grandpa An didn't answer and looked at An Shijue opposite him.
"Shijue, do you want to say it or should I?"
An Shijue looked indifferent, "It's up to you."
An Zhengyang looked at the grandfather and grandson with a puzzled look, "Dad, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, it's just that I haven't been in good health recently, and my condition has recurred. Shijue asked you to move back and stay with me." Grandpa An replied.