Chapter 1462: This Might Be Fate

d to hide what was in front of her. She followed Ye Fan's request and shouted loudly: "Everyone, attention! At my command!"Two rows of people stood straight one by one."Hold!"Then, it was crowded agai..."I've had my fill of food and drink."

Wang Xu immediately stood up and bowed respectfully, replying: "Thank you, Elder Duan, for your magnanimity. Today, you have given me a valuable lesson."

Wang Xu's words to Lao Duan came from the heart.

The old fox just bared its teeth at him, which gave him quite a fright. After understanding certain truths, the old fox called him Xiao Wang affectionately, indicating "I'm an elder and won't hold your shortcomings against you, don't worry."

This was exactly what Wang Xu longed to hear.

"That's good. Heh heh, sit down."

Old Duan chuckled and looked at his son: "Erdai, from now on, you'll be in charge of entertaining Wang Xu and the others. I'm getting up there in years, haven't had a good night's sleep all night, and I can't really hold out any longer."

Lao Duan just called Xiao Wang, but now he's changed it back to Wang Xu. This means that from now on, things will be official and business-like.

However, he won't be there.

He is there, he will give Wang Xu and others a great mental fatigue, unable to treat work in a professional manner. In that way, he will have the suspicion of being too old and selling his age, only like Jinghua Lin's old lady, annoying people.

It's better to simply slip away, after all, someone will tell him the details later.

To plot and scheme from the shadows, that's the true mark of a master.

"Lao Duan, get some rest early."

Wang Xu and others immediately stood up, took a step back, and wished him well on his journey—

"Lìngxīng, you come help me back to the room. Ah, I'm getting old after all. My body isn't as strong as yours young people."

After grinning and waving to the crowd, Lao Duan, supported by Duan Lingxing, walked slowly out of the hall.

Lao Duan's resting place was behind the small garden at the back of the front hall in the main courtyard, a small house with blue bricks and green tiles.

The older a person gets, the less they like living in high-rise buildings. They have a fondness for these smaller spaces. In the middle of the night, waking up and looking out the window at the full moon, reminiscing about their youthful recklessness becomes their greatest pleasure.

Since helping her grandfather out of the front hall, Duan Lingxing's chest felt as if a little deer was bouncing around inside it, thumping nonstop.

Of course, she knew that her grandfather had specifically asked her to come and help him, not Duan Fu, because he had something to tell her.

What is Grandpa going to say

Duanzing dared not think about it — because she hadn't figured out how to explain her embarrassing behavior that morning. How could she possibly rationalize the fact that she had, in a moment of utter madness, given Lisoufang a lap dance

She wished dearly that Grandpa would only have her help him to the doorstep of the little house and then wave her away.

If it were really like that, she would swear off eating meat for three years.

Meat

More meat!

Why do I always inexplicably think of the word "meat"

Just as Duan Xing was about to slap herself in the face, punishing her for always having unhealthy thoughts, she arrived at the hut's doorstep. She heard Lao Duan's calm voice say: "Come in, I have something to ask you."

Duan's heart skipped a beat, and his face paled.

She really wanted to turn and run.

She fled far away, unseen by anyone. She never went home again. She married some random man and lived a mediocre life until she died.

But she didn't dare.

Only then, did I help Grandfather into the small house and carefully attend to him as he sat down in a chair. Before he could even ask anything, I slowly knelt on the ground, bowing my head in silence.

Lao Duan didn't speak either, just stared at her with complex eyes.

As everyone knows, the youngest child in a family is always especially loved.

Lingnan Chen Wu is like this, Duan Lingxing is also like this.

She is the most beloved granddaughter of Old Duan. He is especially tolerant towards her, which has fostered her innocent and cheerful personality.

But this time, her actions were a little too naive.

After a full ten minutes, Lao Duan let out a soft sigh: "Alright, speak your mind."

Duan Zixing bit his lip hard, just about to speak when tears of shame welled up and streamed down his face.

Lao Duan's eyes turned cold instantly: "It was him, who forced you."

Li Nanshan's fighting ability is very impressive, Lao Duan knows.

If he relied on his martial strength and, while the hearts of all in the Duan family were in turmoil, took advantage of Duan Lingxing to defile him, this would be perfectly normal.

Therefore, Mr. Duan was very angry.

Although Li Nanfang was of great use to the Duan family, he couldn't be touched right now. However, Old Master Duan would absolutely not allow him to run rampant after defiling Duan Lingxing.

Don't forget, Duan Xing is the most beloved granddaughter of Old Master Duan. And this is happening in the Duan family, it's a humiliation to the entire Duan family.

Lao Duan swore that he would make him pay a heavy price sooner or later.

To Lao Duan's surprise, after he asked that question, Duan Xingxing gently shook his head: "No, it wasn't. It was... my own volition."

"What"

Old Man Duan raised an eyebrow: "You volunteered How could you be so shameless!"

When Duan Xiangning was defiled by Li Nanshan, Old Master Duan didn't get angry.

The reason is simple. Duan Xiangning, who shouldered the heavy burden of the Duan family's power in the north, has made no achievements in several years and has long disappointed Old Duan, becoming a dispensable pawn.

Though the pieces are scattered, they are different.

She just turned twenty the other day, still a tender little yellow flower.

This is the Duan family's wealth—for her lifelong events, Old Mrs. Duan had already thought it through, she would use her to find a suitable husband for the Duan family.

Simply put, it's a marriage of convenience.

And, Lao Duan also had a rather satisfactory candidate in mind.

Yue Qingke.

Although Yue Qingke had been treated like a useless fool by Longcheng years ago, even winning the "Best Doormat of the Century" award, he was still the eldest grandson of the Yue family.

As for the current head of the Yue family, it is Yue Zidong. A while back, because Yue Lincheng couldn't hold his temper, he ended up losing all his loyal followers, and Yue Qingke, who had divorced Long Chengcheng in the eyes of many, became a nobody that everyone ignored, like a smelly salted fish.

But Lao Duan, from the information collected by the juniors, deduced that the currently down-on-his-luck Yue Qingke was definitely not a lamb to be slaughtered.

One day, Yue Qingke will surely make a name for himself.

After all, in Lao Duan's view, Yue Zitong, who was only in her twenties, actually became the head of a top-tier wealthy family. This was simply absurd.

A fairly standard mother's difficult cry.

A hen that doesn't lay eggs but pretends to be a rooster, crowing loudly, ultimately meets the end of being beheaded.

Even the highly regarded Old Duan, who held great expectations for Duan Lingxing, never dreamed that Duan Lingxing would offer his innocence to Li Nanfang.

This led to his whole plan for the Duan family falling apart.

Can he not be angry

If Old Duan's temperament wasn't high enough, he would have absolutely grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it against Duan Lingxing's head instead of forcefully suppressing his anger and calmly asking, "Tell me, why did you do that Tell me in detail - including the absurd thoughts you had at the time."

Having someone describe in detail how she devoted herself to her brother-in-law out of lust would be incredibly embarrassing.

Especially those who listen intently, are still her male elders.

Duan Xing didn't feel any shame.

This was because she knew very well that in her grandfather's eyes, she was no longer a little girl, but the future benefit of the Duan family.

Since it involved mutual benefit, Duan Xing certainly had no qualms about it. So he detailed the whole story of her and Li Nanfang to him.

From an objective standpoint, to recount what kind of posture was used during the act of oral sex with her brother-in-law, and what thoughts were going through her mind at the time, only a girl from the Duan family could do such a thing.

Lao Duan didn't feel embarrassed at all, as if he were listening to a ridiculous story.

The more he listened, the more his face relaxed.

"Grandpa, I know what I did was wrong to Xiangning. But at the time, I felt like something possessed me, and I just wanted to thank her in this way, to apologize to her. My sister, my mom, they all have a lot of opinions about Xiangning, as you know."

After finishing the absurd story in one breath, Duan Lingxing let out a long sigh and closed his eyes, looking as if he had completely relinquished control.

Once something is laid bare, it can often feel lighter for the person involved.

Anyway, it's done now. There's no turning back in life. Love as you please, this girl admits it.

Segment Zero might not know, but Segment Lao is now feeling a mix of amusement and bewilderment.

Although some might say that the young girl was possessed by a ghost or simply too naive to understand the consequences of her actions, in a strict sense, she is still a pure and innocent flower.

Its value has not diminished at all.

At worst, it's just eating a meal that isn't thoroughly cleaned up. It'll just upset your stomach for a few days.

He only just noticed that Duan Xing's brows were thick and closely knit, without a single strand out of place. This proved that she was still unmarried like the blooming cloud orchid.

Sometimes, even though Duan Lao was decisive in dealing with these matters, he was still very kind and generous: "I'll ask you again, when you were doing those things for him, he just lay there like a dead pig. He didn't react at all except for two little grunts"

Duan Xing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her grandfather discussing this topic with her. She only thought about it carefully and shook her head: "No. But I know he must have woken up."

"Not necessarily."

However, Old Duan replied in this way.

He’s still so smug, after making all those disgusting things, how is it possible he's not awake yet

Duan Xing was about to ask that question.

Fortunately, when the words were about to leave my mouth, I realized that what I was about to say and what she had just told me were quite different.

I really can't say it out loud.

But Lao Duan didn't care.

He's so old, he's already reached the state of "emptiness is color, color is emptiness".

Or, he paid special attention to this matter, and had to figure out if Li Nanfang was pretending to be stupid or genuinely foolish.

After thinking about it carefully, the old man said: "Lingxing, you should have read the word 'Mengxian' in a book, right"

"No, there isn't."

Duan Xing's small face flushed red, she vehemently denied it, but deep down, a strange sense of satisfaction welled up inside her: "How could I not know about Meng Xian Back in high school, I studied it thoroughly with Duan Ning. It's just like men doing that to women in their sleep, what's the big deal It's disgusting."

Lao Duan smiled and waved his hand: "Alright, you can go now."

Duan responded with a murmur, stood up and rubbed his somewhat stiff knees, then turned and walked away.

Light steps.

It's like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

Old Duan also had a big stone in his heart, falling to the ground with a thud.

"It turns out, you're not scheming and cunning, but you truly don't know what I have done for you."

Old Duan walked to the window and looked at the tea trees filling the courtyard: "This is good. It's an explanation for you, for Xing, and for Xiangning — all of them. Sigh, could this be fate"

No one answered Lao Duan's mumbling to himself.

A light drizzle began sometime, drifting among the flowers with a gentle breeze.

By the time she reached the hall door, soaked through by the rain, Duan Linger's sky-blue shirt clung to her body, highlighting her proud figure.

She hesitated for a moment, just about to go back to her room to change into a different shirt, when she heard Li Nanshan's voice coming from the living room: "I'll take care of this."

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