The fake daughter robbed me of my luck, and I killed my whole family with my backhand.

Mo Qiyun, who was the center of the three people's conversation, was having sweet dreams at this time.

In the dream, to her left was Xie Jiuci who was peeling grapes, and to her right was Wen Qingxuan who was pouring wine, and then a peerless beauty came towards her.

It's her sister Qing!

Mo Qiyun instantly kicked the two handsome men aside, picked up all the delicious food, ran to her sister Qing and asked her:

"Sister Qing, I like you so much. Can you stop Brother Jiuci and stay with me?"

Shi Qing smiled slightly, raised his hand and touched her forehead and said, "Go to sleep. When you sleep, you can dream about everything."

Then Mo Qiyun woke up.

Then Mo Qiyun discovered that everything was a dream.

I felt sad instantly!

Woohoo, everything was promised in the dream, why did even Sister Qing in the dream reject her!

Mo Qiyun was so sad. She felt hungry when she was sad.

So she ran to the kitchen and wanted someone to prepare something delicious for her. She wanted to eat ten pounds!

But I didn't expect to meet an unexpected person in the kitchen.

"Hey, Sister Yuan, why are you here?"

Mo Qiyun asked with a surprised look on her face. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that there was a thermos flask on the table in front of Yuan Qingyan, and an alluring aroma wafted out of the thermos flask.

Mo Qiyun suddenly became even hungrier, and she immediately put her head over and said, "Sister Yuan, what delicious food did you make? It smells so good!"

"Hey, it's chicken soup. This smells so good!"

Mo Qiyun sniffed hard and felt the glutton in her stomach squirming crazily.

"This chicken must have been stewed all night. Why is it still in a thermos? Who are you preparing this for? Can you...I...hehehehe..."

Yuan Qingyan didn't expect that she would wake up so early today. She didn't come back to her senses until now, and her face stiffened for a moment when she heard this.

She got up seven or eight times a night to stew the chicken and stayed up almost the whole night. She originally wanted to send her to the hospital as soon as possible, but she didn't expect to be bumped into by Mo Qiyun.

Even after bumping into her, she even asked for it...

Yuan Qingyan was naturally unwilling to give it, but she couldn't find a suitable reason for refusing. After hesitating for a long time, she finally gently scooped out half the bowl to her and said with a smile: "Here, drink it."

Mo Qiyun was stunned when she looked at the chicken soup that barely covered the bottom of the bowl.

However, although!

It's true that she is greedy for this chicken soup, but if she has other uses and doesn't want to give it to her, just say no, and she won't be angry, but what does that mean?

It was less than half a bowl of chicken soup, and it was all chicken fat on the surface. She might not even be able to taste it after drinking it, and she might be too oily to eat anything else!

She has never seen such a stingy person!

Her sister was even more generous than her when sharing braised chicken legs with her!

Mo Qiyun is so angry!

Mo Qiyun has always been a straightforward character. Now that she was unhappy, she didn't hide it. She curled her lips and said:

"Sister Yuan, if you don't want to give it, don't give it to me. If I really want to drink, I can just ask the Xie family's chef to cook it for me. If not, there is my brother Jiuci. The chicken soup he stews is so delicious! Hiss! "

Mo Qiyun thought about Xie Jiuci's braised chicken legs and stewed chicken that she had eaten last time, and her mouth almost watered. Looking at Yuan Qingyan's chicken soup, she didn't find it so rare anymore.

She curled her lips again and said, "I don't have to drink your soup. If you don't want to, just say you don't want to. What's the point of letting me drink such a small half bowl of oil?"

Yuan Qingyan's face suddenly stiffened, but she quickly adjusted her mood and explained with a smile:

"Sister Qiyun, don't get me wrong, I have no other intentions."

"It's just that this chicken soup is prepared for patients. It's not much in the first place. After skimming off the oil and water, it becomes even less. I can't give you a big bowl and it will make the patient not enough to drink, right?"

For patients?

Mo Qiyun's anger came and went faster. Hearing this, his attention was immediately diverted, and he said curiously:

"Didn't you say that this is your first time leaving the ancient clan world and coming to the outside world? Why are you still visiting patients?"

"Sister Qiyun, you forgot, you asked me to deliver food to you."

Mo Qiyun's eyes suddenly widened: "Me??"

"When did I ask you to deliver food to me? No, who did I ask you to deliver food to?"

Yuan Qingyan looked at her funny. She estimated that the soup was almost warm enough to be eaten, so she picked up the lid and closed the thermos, and reminded Mo Qiyun:

"It's Uncle Xie."

"You forgot, on the second day after you moved into Xie's house, you said that Uncle Xie was in the hospital and you were going to visit him and bring him food. Later, Master Xie Jiu came over and I don't know what he told you. You suddenly feel bad."

"Later I asked you if you would go to the hospital to deliver food, and you replied: 'I won't deliver it to you if you want to!'"

"I thought that we wouldn't be able to live and eat for free while we were staying at Xie's house. It just so happened that my cooking skills were pretty good, so I made a meal and sent it to Uncle Xie."

Mo Qiyun completely thought that there was something about her involved, and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth!

"So, you got up early in the morning to stew this chicken soup for Uncle Xie?"

She was even more surprised when she thought of something: "We have been living in Xie's house for four days, right? Don't tell me that you have been delivering food to Uncle Xie every day these three days?!"

Yuan Qingyan smiled lightly: "It's just a little effort. I don't have anything else to do."

Is this a matter of her having nothing to do?

Mo Qiyun was so convinced by her that she almost rolled her eyes: "No, my brother Jiuci let us live in Xie's house because of the friendship between my family and brother Jiuci."

"You are just doing favors for us brothers and sisters. If you have to figure it out clearly, it is because we brothers and sisters owe the Xie family a favor. You owe us brothers and sisters a favor. There is no need for you to deliver meals to Uncle Xie three times a day, right? "

"Besides, what kind of family is the Xie family? How can it be without someone who delivers food and waits for people? They need to use guests living at home to do this. Wouldn't it become a joke if word spread?!"

Mo Qiyun said something was wrong again: "That's not right. You deliver food every day, but Uncle Xie didn't refuse it. He ate it all?"

"impossible!"

Mo Qiyun shook her head and denied this possibility.

Mo Qiyun didn't have much contact with Xie Jingyuan, but she had heard a lot about Xie Jingyuan from her grandfather.

This is a master who can defeat many young talents in the ancient clan world as an ordinary person.

Despite the fact that he was circling his string of Buddhist beads all day long and looked very pure and merciful. Her grandfather had said that Uncle Xie almost wiped out the whole family of a big family for Aunt Ning!

How could such a person accept Yuan Qingyan's care?

The more Mo Qiyun thought about it, the more something was wrong. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes: "Sister Yuan, are you hiding something from me?"