An Jiancheng pointed at the dolls and commanded, "Put all this stuff back in Miss Xueqi's room."
The nanny quickly shook her head, looking terrified.
An Jiancheng became furious, "What? Can't I give you orders?"
"Not that," the nanny said, looking down.
"Then what is it?" An Jiancheng pressed.
In a quiet voice, the nanny said, "Miss An Xueqi said these dolls must not be moved, cannot be moved. She said… if they are moved, the person who moves them will encounter misfortune."
"Outrageous! To monopolize her sister's room, she can even come up with such a ridiculous thing," An Jiancheng stormed into the room, fuming with anger. "If you don't dare to touch them, I will move them myself."
An Ning and Yu Jingchen frowned at each other, seemingly understanding what these dolls were supposed to do.
It was a very eerie matter.
Yu Jingchen wanted to step forward to stop him.
An Ning rushed over first, grabbing hold of her father.