Xian Family’s Heirloom

Zhan An hurriedly looked at the servant. A few servants quickly helped Cui Liuxian get up to her room. Cui Liuxian did not fight, she just looked at the Old Man pitifully.

"Reflect on it. If you still did not realize your mistake, I, your grandfather, will not be able to save you!" The Old Man did not look at her but said with a cold expression.

Cui Liuxian bit her lips and lowered her head.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Xian Guiying poured a glass of water and said, "Come, drink some water and suppress your anger. You're already so old, why are you so angry? Isn't this scary!?"

The Old Man stroked his chest as he glared at her. "You damned girl. Don't try to act good here."

Xian Guiying stuck out her tongue.

"Spoiled girl, let's go to the study room." The Old Man paused, then suddenly put his hand on Jiang Ruolan's arm, meaning for her to help him.