Chapter 1661 Who Is Outside

It's your turn...

She also has a share in the Duan family...

No longer my grandson...

Old Master Duan has a son and a daughter. The daughter is Ning Ruoqing's mother and the eldest sister.

Duan Xishen is the son of Old Master Duan in his old age.

He is also the heir of the Duan family.

But he suffered an accident when he was young.

For so many years, he has been indifferent to everything and has no interest in any woman.

Old Master Duan had no choice but to turn to train his grandson Ning Ruoqing.

Even if she became the goddaughter of the Duan family, she knew that she could not shake Ning Ruoqing's position.

But...

She seemed to underestimate the position of Duan Xishen, the youngest son, in the old man's mind.

Her heart began to beat.

The Duan family...

The entire Duan family...

Duan Xishen suddenly walked towards her.

Ning Yuetong's nerves were tense.

The next second, the man brushed past her and walked down the stairs.

Feeling Ning Ruoqing's footsteps gradually moving away, as the pressure disappeared, her soul seemed to be floating up...

A smile appeared on her face.

Just as the smile appeared, she heard Ning Ruoqing's voice coming up from the foot of the stairs,

"Miss Ning, haven't you heard enough?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but clear and penetrating.

Her body trembled uncontrollably and looked towards the master bedroom.

A suppressed silence.

"Who's there?" Old Master Duan's voice came from the master bedroom.

Ning Yuetong's legs softened and she almost fell to the ground.

"Who's outside?" This time, Old Master Duan's voice was already a little impatient.

Ning Yuetong's lips trembled, Ning Ruoqing was still standing downstairs, looking at her calmly.

And the servants at home were also alarmed, and she could see the middle-aged woman walking quickly.

There was no way out in front, and there was a tiger behind.

Ning Yuetong knew...

Ning Ruoqing was afraid that it would not be so easy to let her go.

She took a deep breath and walked up.

"Grandpa, it's me."

She carefully raised her head and looked in the direction of the master bed.

Beside the bed, books were scattered all over the floor.

Further up, there was a silk quilt, and on the back, there was elegant Suzhou embroidery.

The quilt wrapped a slightly bloated old man, with a dark aura on his face and an abnormal black and purple lip.

The bloatedness was not fat, but edema.

It was obvious that he was not in good health.

But the old man's eyes were sharp:

"You are... Ning Yuetong?"

Ning Yuetong clenched his fists, pinched his fingers into his palms, and said slowly after a long time, "Yes."

The old man lying on the bed had a calm face, but his tone was a little lighter,

"You came early."

Ning Yuetong felt a chill in her heart.

It's over...

It's all Ning Ruoqing's fault!

This time, she lost a good impression of Grandpa Duan.

Ning Yuetong's strength was completely drained.

She slowly fell to the ground.

It was all over.

She seemed to see everything in the Duan family moving away from her.

It was so easy to reach!

Ning Yuetong hated it so much.

Old Master Duan half-closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You go out first."

"Bang".

Ning Yuetong finally fell to the ground.

She got up from the ground in a mess and walked towards the door of the master bedroom.

But she met Duan Xishen in a wheelchair.

The man's white jade face was expressionless.

"Go to worship the ancestors in three days?"

Old Master Duan, who had closed his eyes and prepared to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the words, looking at his little son in front of the door, his eyes blooming with joy and happiness:

"You are going too?"

Duan Xishen glanced at Old Master Duan indifferently,

"I can't go?"