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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…

occasionally went over and

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

old lady’s spirit and prepared to offer prayers for

camera while several children

encounter a ghost… Was it all a coincidence the last time, or had it always been like

see ghosts, then he would be no match for his niece. It would mean that he had wasted twenty-something

yellow paper, and suddenly, the figure of the

was the same old lady who had passed away during the typhoon,

his hair stand on end, a tingling sensation running through his body.

camera that could see ghosts!

the old lady slowly turned her head

time, the door creaked open.

“Holy shit,

“Damn it! Click,

at the

Max and Uncle

the other hand, was at a

inexplicably, said, “What’s all the

bowl of white rice and

+5 Bonus

I know you’re kind-hearted and want to pay respects to the

set Uncle Max’s room on fire.. and then Uncle Max

blinked innocently and replied, “I understand, Granny.”

in the children’s

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

to run ten kilometers with Blake every

Eat?

slipped

hair still slightly damp. On closer inspection, her attire wasn’t in perfect condition, as her sons’ families

looked

she smiled and said. “Speaking of

and sighed, “I didn’t expect to trouble

shook her head, “Old lady, it’s no trouble.

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