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C17 Chapter 17

The more Song Nansong thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He anxiously asked, "Little Jin, did something happen? Tell me honestly!"

"No..."

An Jin was just about to shake his head when he saw Song Nansong's expression freeze. After pondering for a moment, he decided to tell him the approximate situation.

Of course, he could not tell her mother's death right now. Otherwise, she was afraid that the other guilds would not be able to resist and perish together with An Sicheng.

"Grandpa, since Lu Qing married An Sicheng and brought An Xin into the door, anscheng has been treating me worse and worse day by day. It's only been a year since then. They don't treat me as a member of the An family anymore, but it's nothing. He didn't like me since I was a kid, and I don't care about him... Besides, I still have Grandpa who loves me. "

An Jin organized her words so that Song Nansong wouldn't get angry. She tried to speak as tactfully as possible.

"Damn it! I knew it!" Song Nansong angrily slammed the table and made a "dong" sound. He wasn't surprised that An Jin directly called An Sicheng by his name.

"From the moment Ah Qiao brought him to see me, I knew he had bad intentions. But who would have thought that he actually hid it from me and cooked rice with Ah Qiao! It's all my fault... It's my fault... Ah Qiao's mother went early, it's all because I didn't teach my daughter well. As a result, her granddaughter got into trouble..."

"Grandpa..."

An Jin silently walked over and held Song Nansong's hand in an attempt to comfort him. "It's not your fault, Grandfather. It's all because of their ruthlessness. Grandpa, don't worry. I'll do everything I can to make them suffer."

Song Nansong patted An Jin's head in relief and said worriedly, "Little Jin, you're too young. It won't do you any good to stay in that house. Perhaps An Si will sell you off that day. Why don't you move in and live with Grandpa? "

An Jin was a little startled. What she had experienced in her previous life was exactly as Grandpa had said.

An Jin shook his head and said solemnly and firmly, "The Song Clan has already been controlled by An Sicheng. If it is exposed... An Sicheng is going to collapse the Song Clan and transfer their funds and human resources to form the new An Clan. At that time, it will be difficult to deal with him. Grandpa, the Song Family is the culmination of several lifetimes of hard work from the Song Family. When my mother was seriously ill, she even said that she was sorry for you and did not fulfill the responsibility of the Song Family's daughter. She told me to study hard and take over Song Shi. I don't want to let down my mother's last wish, and I can't just watch it be destroyed in An Sicheng's hands! "

" But... you also know that with An Sicheng's personality, he will break everything he has, what if... "

"There's no 'what if'! I will disguise myself properly and not expose myself, and at the same time, monitor them! Grandfather! Trust me!"

Song Nansong looked at An Jin in a daze. At this moment, An Jin was emitting an aura that would not give up until he achieved his goal. His eyes flickered with a determined light as he stared at him.

Her weak body seemed to be able to withstand the pressure of a huge mountain. Nothing could stump her.

Song Nan heaved a sigh of relief. He could not help but think that if Ah Qiao had Little Jin's mind back then... It would not be to the extent that... Sigh... Forget it... Xiao Jin was right. Since things had already come to this, let Xiao Jin do what he wanted to do.

"Xiao Jin, Grandpa believes in you, but you can't force yourself. If there's anything wrong or if you encounter any difficulties, you have to tell grandpa immediately, understand? To Grandpa, your safety and happiness are the most important. Do you know? Your mother has already gone, Grandpa only has you..."

An Jin looked at Song Nansong's white hair, his wrinkled but kind face. Guilt, sadness, hatred, and anger mixed together to occupy An Jin's heart.

An Jin could no longer endure it. She threw herself into Song Nansong's arms and cried loudly. The pain that was suppressed in her heart seemed to flow out together with her tears.

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