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"This……"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you get hungry, that would go against his true intention of leaving so many salted fish for you."

"Do you want his kindness to go to waste?"

"..."

Mu Qingcheng hesitated, but it was obvious that she had been persuaded by Yang Qianqi.

In order not to disappoint Qin Xianyu's kindness in leaving the food for her, she finally nodded: "Well, well, then eat a little..."

"Eat the smallest one..."

"No no no no!"

"Half!"

"Half of it will do!"

Mu Qingcheng still couldn't bear to do it.

In her eyes, these salted fish all over the balcony are much more precious than mountains of gold and silver.

If one was missing, she would feel her heart bleeding.

"Okay, okay, go wait outside, it will be ready in a moment."

Yang Qianqi picked out the smallest-looking salted fish, took out half of it, and also picked two big and plump eggplants, as well as some peppers and chopped green onions, and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, Yang Qianqi came out carrying two casseroles.

Mu Qingcheng took a shower, changed into pajamas, sat on the table, supported her cheeks with both hands, and stared ahead with empty and dull eyes.

It was not until she smelled the fragrance that she came back to her senses.

The empty beautiful eyes also regained a hint of brilliance and charm.

Zi la la!

Yang Qianqi lifted the lid of the pot, and instantly the aroma filled the entire living room.

Yang Qianqi scooped a bowl of rice for her and handed it to her.

Mu Qingcheng took it with both hands.

"Try it and see how I made it." Yang Qianqi also sat down.

"You're welcome then."

Mu Qingcheng picked up a piece of eggplant with salted fish, chopped green onions and garlic with chopsticks. The eggplant was juicy, she blew on it gently, and put it into her mouth.

After chewing it, Mu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes dimmed again, and her face was a little bitter.

Seeing her like this, Yang Qianqi couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is it not delicious?"

"No, it's delicious."

Mu Qingcheng shook her head. "It tastes better than those made by hotels, chefs, and state banquet chefs."

"only……"

"Just what?"

Mu Qingcheng looked gloomy. She put down her chopsticks, stroked her hair, and used her index finger to inadvertently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I always feel that... there is a difference in feeling and taste compared to what he made."

"perhaps……"

"I'm probably too picky."

Yang Qianqi smiled slightly and said, "Because, that was what he did."

“Everyone cooks differently.”

“Even with the same recipe and the same method, the taste may be roughly the same if it is made by different people.”

"But some subtle differences can make a world of difference."

"He's used to cooking for you, so he's naturally used to cooking for your taste."

"The subtle changes may be made according to your taste, but he may not even notice them. He just makes them based on his instinctive habits."

“No one can replicate this.”

"Naturally, it lacks a little taste and a little feeling."

Mu Qingcheng nodded: "Well, maybe."

"Okay, I'm hungry too, I'll have some too."

Looking at Yang Qianqi who was sitting next to him and eating with him.

Looking at this little cousin who doesn’t look outstanding but is thoughtful, considerate and gentle to others.

She had always thought that Yang Qianqi was a real girl from the Jiangnan water town.

She is quiet and elegant, as gentle as a chrysanthemum, she doesn't fight for anything, and looks harmless. She is a person who should hide under suitable shelter and live a quiet life.

But it was not until now that Mu Qingcheng realized how strong this gentle girl, who spoke softly and looked a little silly, actually was inside.

How worthy of her dependence.

Just like the salted fish in her house.

He is usually unreliable and just wants to lie down and live his life.

Once it becomes reliable, it will be the strongest shield and pillar in the world.

Mu Qingcheng finally understood why Qin Xianyu was so confident in entrusting his child to her.

Instead of controlling the strongest army on Blue Star, the Longyin Army, and the even more powerful Xuanshui Luoshen.

If it were her, her first choice, or perhaps her only choice, would probably be Yang Qianqi.

Mu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and suddenly she said something that made people a little confused:

"It would be great if you weren't his cousin."

Yang Qianqi took a bite of rice and jokingly said as she ate, "If I wasn't his cousin, you would be like those novels I read before, a total female villain."

"At the very least, you have to change your name to Liu Ruyan."

Mu Qingcheng's face finally showed a sincere smile.

After finishing her meal and washing the dishes, Yang Qianqi went back to the Mu family and told the two little ones, who were staring with wide eyes and waiting for their mother to come back, about their mother's situation.

After learning that their mother was fine, the two little guys finally let go of their worries. They yawned continuously and could no longer hold back their sleep. Coaxed by their cousin, they fell asleep in each other's arms, covered with the same quilt.

They said they were sleeping in each other's arms, but in fact, Xiao Ming was hanging on Xiao Qi like an octopus, and they couldn't be pulled apart.

Seeing Xiao Ming, who has been so attached to her sister since she was a child, and became even more dependent on her sister after their father left, even Yang Qianqi felt a headache.

She finally understood why her cousin said that he could get two for free for his two precious daughters.

It’s easy when you’re a child, but what about when you grow up and get married?

That kind of bloody plot will happen?

I'm afraid her cousin might have performed the Impure World Reincarnation and then kicked the coffin lid to pieces and came out.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when you grow up."

Yang Qianqi rubbed her temples with a headache, covered them with quilts, adjusted the heating in the room, and left, returning to the mountain town.

When she returned to the mountain town, Mu Qingcheng was already asleep in the cradle in the hall.

What covered her was not a quilt, but Qin Chuyu's clothes.

Now, she could only fall asleep by smelling the remaining scent on his clothes.

And I can't sleep well.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes crying, sometimes talking in dreams.

Yang Qianqi removed the door of one of the bedrooms and replaced it with the main door that she had kicked in pieces, then locked it with genetic energy.

In this way, if there is any fearless thief who dares to pick the lock, Yang Qianqi will be able to teach him a lesson in his next life.

After doing all this, Yang Qianqi remained silent when she saw Mu Qingcheng crying and shouting things like "Don't go, salted fish" even in her sleep.

She knew that even if Mu Qingcheng had already vented her feelings once tonight, it would still be just a temporary solution like before.

This time she could make it.

What about next time?

What about next time?

She is always away.

And this time the rebound was strong enough that it had caused huge invisible damage to Mu Qingcheng's body.

My six senses became dull, I started to lose the ability to remember things, and my ability to distinguish things also dropped drastically as I lost my concentration.

If this continues, Mu Qingcheng will sooner or later get into trouble again because of excessive longing.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Qianqi decided to use Qin Chuyu's last method for this situation.

Yang Qianqi walked up to Mu Qingcheng who was sleeping, took out Mu Qingcheng's necklace, and injected her genetic energy into it.

With the infusion of her genetic energy, the necklace gradually emitted bursts of brilliant light.

Yang Qianqi put it on Mu Qingcheng and watched her frown gradually relax. Her murmuring voice echoed in the hall:

"It takes the person who tied the bell to untie it. In that case, I will let you meet him again."

"even if……"

"This is the last time you will meet in this life..."

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"Boss Mu, Boss Mu, Boss Mu!"

Accompanied by the calls, Mu Qingcheng, who was still sleeping soundly, gradually woke up.

Although she was not fully awake and her brain was a mess, Mu Qingcheng could tell that the voice was Wen Xiaonuan's.

So, before she even opened her eyes, she subconsciously asked, "Xiao Nuan, what's wrong?"

"Why are you here?"

"Did something happen at the company?"

However, she was still sleepy and didn't realize that this voice was even clearer and more tender than the voice of Wen Xiaonuan that she usually heard.

After carefully listening to Mu Qingcheng's unclear words and analyzing them frame by frame to determine what Mu Qingcheng was saying, Wen Xiaonuan's voice became startled:

"No, Mr. Mu, Mr. Zhao Zhen, Mr. Wang Xiaowang, and Mr. Li Gen have asked you to come to Wanshuili Hotel to discuss cooperation at nine o'clock tonight?"

"You forgot?"

"Ok?"

"Wan Shuili?"

"Wan Shuili?!"

After hearing the hotel name that sounded familiar yet unfamiliar, Mu Qingcheng, who was originally in a daze, suddenly woke up.

Mu Qingcheng stood up with a "swoosh", and then with a "bang", Mu Qingcheng's head came into close contact with the roof of the car.

This frightened Wen Xiaonuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, so she quickly unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and opened the rear door at a speed of 180 miles per hour:

"Boss Mu, Boss Mu, are you okay?"

"Hi~"

Feeling the intense pain coming from her head, Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but gasp and almost cried from the pain.

But she didn't care about the pain.

Because she heard the name of a hotel that she was most reluctant to mention but also the most unforgettable in her life.

And the names of the three animals that her father threw into the pigsty and then tortured to death.

So she bared her teeth and asked quickly, "No, Xiao Nuan, where do you think this is?"

"Wan Shui Li Hotel!"

Mu Qingcheng got out of the car and looked at the hotel's gorgeous name, which seemed a little unfamiliar to her but which she would never forget in her life.

Especially when she saw the electronic banner flashing inadvertently under the hotel name, Mu Qingcheng was stunned.

2035年，7月14日，20：56分33秒。

At this moment, Mu Qingcheng felt as if his brain was blown up by a mushroom egg.

My mind goes blank.

Because this date and time are not the same as today's date and time in her memory.

She remembered clearly that today should be November 2043, 11.

Moreover, this was a date that she would remember for the rest of her life and would never forget. If she remembered it correctly...

This is the time eight years ago when she was drugged!

At this moment, Mu Qingcheng's brain crashed, and the only thing left in her mind was a ridiculous but seemingly reasonable sentence:

"I am..."

"Passed through?"

"And those just now..."

"Is this all just a dream of mine?"