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…

finish it all. Lilly occasionally went over and secretly took some “construction materials when the workers

passed, marking the seventh day since the old

habit, summoned the old lady’s spirit and prepared to offer prayers for her to find a new

while several

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

match for his niece. It would

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

passed away during the typhoon, huddled

stand on end, a tingling sensation running through

camera that could see

camera, the old lady slowly turned her

the same time, the door creaked open.

exclaimed, “Holy

out, “Damn it! Click, click, click!”

at the doorway.

made Max

the other hand, was at a loss for words!

said, “What’s all the fuss about?”

of white rice and a chicken on it.

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

What if you accidentally set Uncle Max’s room on fire.. and then Uncle Max would have to sleep in

replied, “I

left, saying she didn’t want to meddle in the children’s affairs. But if

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

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

Eat?

quickly slipped away.

damp. On closer inspection, her attire wasn’t in perfect condition,

she looked

not cold anymore,” she smiled and said. “Speaking of which, thank you so much…”

to trouble outsiders in the end,

trouble. I just have a

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