Old Meng gave her a stern look, "Are you not believing in your grandfather's words?"
"Cough cough. Grandpa, didn't you just say that it is just a rumor, that it cannot be taken as truth?"
And now he wanted her to believe it? How could she believe it.
"It might not be reliable, but that doesn't mean it's completely unreliable! Anyway, I'd rather believe it exists!" Old Meng stubbornly said, "Think about it, that's the Nian Family's property, and now the Nian Family... doesn't have many people left, only Xinian has half of the Nian Family bloodline, you tell me, if these things really are hidden in the old mansion, shouldn't they belong to Xinian? How could they belong to the Duan Family! So, this old mansion must be preserved for Xinian, for the Nian Family!"
He couldn't possibly give it to Duan Qingqing.
Seeing her acting like the mistress every day, Old Meng felt his heart and liver ache with anger.
