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…

all. Lilly occasionally went over and

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

the old lady’s spirit and prepared to offer prayers for her to

a camera while several children huddled in

on the camera, wondering if he would encounter a ghost… Was it all a

be no match for his niece. It would mean that he had

burned yellow paper, and suddenly, the figure of the old lady

passed away during the typhoon,

his hair stand on end, a tingling sensation running through

camera that could see ghosts!

old lady slowly turned her head and looked their

the

exclaimed, “Holy shit,

out, “Damn it!

at the

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

other hand, was at a

inexplicably, said, “What’s all the fuss about?”

of white rice and a chicken

+5 Bonus

respects to the old lady, but why hide in the

garden? What if you accidentally set Uncle Max’s room

replied, “I

she didn’t want to meddle in the children’s affairs. But if they needed

might be cold… but it’s okay, it’ll

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

Eat?

slipped

inspection, her attire wasn’t in perfect condition, as her sons’ families hadn’t

she looked

and said. “Speaking of which, thank you

expect to trouble outsiders in the

no trouble. I just have a question I don’t

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