Wei Anning knows it and is as shrewd as an old man. He may have known about Leng Youchen's brotherhood for a long time, but there has been no evidence. At the moment, she took the initiative to apologize, which is to put his doubts on the ground.

She hung her head, her eyes rolled around, racking her brains to think that Grandpa Leng must be digging a hole for her, just to see if she dared to jump down.

She held the Yellow wattle note in her hands and had a sincere attitude. "Grandpa, when I was young and ignorant, I did a lot of wrong things. Fortunately, God pity me and gave me a chance to make up for it."

Wei Anning is not stupid enough to say that he is not Wei Jingjing in front of the old man. If she does, the old man will only think that she is evading her responsibility and hate her in his heart.

It's better to admit and take this page off.

Whether he is digging a hole for himself or not, anyway, Leng Yanbai is so bad and deserves it.

The old man said "Oh" and asked quietly, "what have you done wrong? Need to make up? "

Wei Anning didn't expect that Grandpa Leng's family would get to the bottom of it. She really dug a big Mac pit and was about to bury herself. She carefully looked at Leng Youchen and saw that he was still hard hearted and didn't help her out. She was very angry.

Let you be smart, let you be smart!

Wei Anning strangled his heart, so he had to shamelessly sell cute jokes, "a lot, such as not knowing people clearly, having no eyes, and not taking good care of your own grandchildren."

"She's a clever girl." Leng Aotian's words are unclear, and her eyes are much softer.

He looked at the steward behind him. The steward immediately understood and went to take over the Yellow wattle note in Wei Anning's hand. The old man's voice was somewhat intimidating. "I'll keep the stick for you for the time being, and remember the punishment that should be received. We'll calculate the general ledger together at that time."

Wei Anning was stunned. He looked up at the old man and suddenly found that he was not as scary as he was just now.

She breathed a sigh of relief and a big smile appeared on her face. "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Get up." The old man waved his hand.

Wei Anning quickly stood up, but she knelt too long. Her legs were numb. She just got up and knelt back.

Leng Youchen's eyes were tight. He quickly slid the wheelchair over, reached out to help her up, lifted up her skirt, and saw her knees red. He frowned, "does it hurt?"

Wei Anning shook his head, pressed back his skirt and whispered, "Leng Youchen, grandpa is watching. Besides, I'm willing. Don't do this."

Leng Youchen pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He helped her to the chair and sat down.

Just now he didn't interrupt to help her out. He knew grandpa's temperament. She took the initiative to plead guilty. No matter what the charge was, Grandpa's anger disappeared, and she was not so angry about her previous behavior.

If he intervened to defend him, Grandpa would be more angry. Maybe the stick had fallen on her, so he didn't do it.

A meal was enjoyable. Most of them were the old man and Leng Youchen talking. Wei Anning ate silently and sometimes looked at Leng Youchen next to him.

With the old man, he was relaxed, and there was more smile on Jun's face. He talked freely, as if his whole body was shrouded in a dazzling light.

As if aware of her gaze, he turned around. Wei Anning quickly looked back and pretended to eat seriously, but his ears were suspiciously red.

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