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Cui Heng couldn't react to her cold eyes, and only forced out a few words, "It's Mr. Nan who needs help."

"Nan Yukong?" What can he do, isn't it the grandma called out.

Seeing that Luan Xiaotian didn't respond at all, Cui Heng became anxious, "Grandma is going to lock up Mr. Nan!"

This is a life-threatening matter. How could Miss Luan be as indifferent and indifferent like a okay person?

Is it possible that she is greedy for Tun Nan's money?

"Close it?!" Luan Xiaotian's eyes widened slightly.

She was really a little surprised that Nan Yukong would be docile by the elders of the family.

"Are there any big problems?" Luan Xiaotian asked again.

"What?" Cui Heng didn't understand, "What's the big problem?"

Luan Xiaotian was speechless, "It's Mr. Nan, are there any major problems."

Cui Heng shook his head.

"There is no major problem and there will be no life-threatening. Besides, it is not impossible to live with grandma." Luan Xiaotian continued indifferently.

Nan Yukong went to the grandma where she just agreed.

She can leave the gate openly.

Cui Heng collapsed somewhat.

Why does this Miss Luan who is like a wood do not understand Mr. Nan's thoughts?

Can she really cheat Mr. Nan's money?

"But, Mr. Nan was locked up by the old lady..." Cui Heng gritted his teeth in his heart and stomped his feet. "The old lady really does some strange things!"

strange things……

Luan Xiaotian had a cold sweat, and her grandmother's eyes were not right the day she met Fang Ai in the mall.

The narrow gaze, like a stranger.

That guy Nan Yukong won't really be locked up, or...be abused or something.

"Grandma... really would do too much?" Luan Xiaotian confirmed again and again.

"Really!" Cui Heng replied solemnly.

That's bad!

Luan Xiaotian was anxious instantly.

"Housekeeper, hurry up and pack these porridges and take them to grandma!" Luan Xiaotian hurriedly around the table.

If grandma can really do anything to Nan Yukong, more terrible things will happen later.

The housekeeper seemed to understand something. He glanced at Cui Heng with a look that could understand everything, pretending to be anxious in his tone, "Hurry up, take Miss Luan to save the Third Young Master, if the old lady really does something... …"

Before the housekeeper could finish speaking, a wind glided past him.

Luan Xiaotian carried the thermos in his hand and rushed out directly.

"Miss Luan, wait for me," Cui Heng hurriedly chased after him, "I will drive you there!"

In the car, Luan Xiaotian was particularly irritable and anxious, and had been telling Cui Heng to drive quickly.

In case Nan Yukong really has three long and two shortcomings, will she help her grandma clean up Nan Yukong together, or help Nan Yukong say something nice?

"Miss Luan, don't worry, the old lady still loves her grandson." Cui Heng looked in the rearview mirror.

"But..." He was a little bit twisted, can that porridge give him another bowl of noodles?

Hearing Cui Heng's voice, Luan Xiaotian frowned and gave him a chaotic look.

"Nothing! Nothing!" Cui Heng was guilty.

Miss Luan's sharp eyes were dozens of times more terrifying than Mr. Nan at work.

At the entrance of the old house of Nanjia, dozens of servants stood respectfully, those who returned from Nanjia that day.

The little girl who had asked her to help stepped forward, "Miss Luan, you can count it."

If Miss Luan doesn't come again, the three young masters will have no time to come out.

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