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Chapter 698 Sometimes, Selflessness Breeds Selfishness

Upon returning from Wyndon, Lilly seemed gloomy for a few days.

Bettany tried to cheer her up by preparing delicious meals, assuming that something had happened during her trip that affected her “cultivation.”

But when Lilly opened the door and excitedly ran down the stairs, she exclaimed, “Granny, what are we having for dinner today?”

Bettany finally let out a sigh of relief, observing Lilly’s radiant face with a hint of bittersweetness.

Children bounce back quickly, but… other children never have to face such challenges.

“Uncle Max mentioned that Lilly enjoyed cream soup and creamy bacon carbonara in Wyndon, so Grandma decided to make them at home too,” the kind old lady said. “Go wash your hands and see if my cooking lives up to the authentic taste.”

Lilly happily replied, “Alright!”

“Mmm, so yummy, so yummy,” she murmured with delight.

Bettany smiled and asked, “Who taught you that?”

“Mmm noodles, they call it that in Wyndon,” Lilly innocently replied.

Bettany was speechless.

After the meal, Lilly went to help Max with his move.

Max had chosen a place, and Lilly swiftly moved the items out.

Max was quite overwhelmed.

It was easy to move things around, even scraping off some wall dust in the process.

But moving them out was a different story. First, they had to remove the floor tiles… they were renovating and laying new ones.

The wall dust couldn’t be taken out, so they had to repaint it.

Then they brought out the fixed fixtures, installing them bit by bit.

Finally, they dealt with the miscellaneous items that needed to be installed…

to finish it all. Lilly occasionally went over and secretly

of an eye, seven days passed, marking the seventh day

out of habit, summoned the old lady’s spirit and prepared to

a camera while several children huddled

if he would encounter a ghost… Was it all a coincidence the last time, or

could see ghosts, then he would be no match for his niece.

incense sticks, burned yellow paper, and suddenly, the figure of the

same old lady who had passed away during the typhoon, huddled in a corner.

hair stand on end, a

camera that could

camera, the old lady slowly turned her

same time, the door creaked open.

“Holy shit,

blurted out, “Damn it! Click,

at

of the surreal and reality made Max and Uncle Josh hug each other tightly.

hand, was at a

said, “What’s all the fuss about?”

a bowl of white rice

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know you’re kind-hearted and want to pay respects to the old lady, but why

we do it behind the garden? What if you accidentally set Uncle Max’s room on fire.. and then Uncle Max would have to sleep in the garden.”

replied, “I

to meddle in the children’s affairs. But if they needed help, she would lend

we’re done, this chicken might be cold… but it’s okay, it’ll

walk, having to run ten kilometers with Blake every day just to maintain

Eat?

slipped

still slightly damp. On closer inspection, her attire

she looked

anymore,” she smiled and said. “Speaking of which, thank you

looked at Lilly and sighed, “I didn’t expect to trouble outsiders in the end, causing

trouble. I just have a question I don’t

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