Chu Meilan said with a gentle voice: "Wushuang, it's me."
"Why are you calling me?" Mo Wushuang asked coldly.
Chu Meilan’s gentle and loving reply:
"Wushuang, you have been trapped in your room since you came back yesterday afternoon."
"My aunt was very worried about you, so she called you."
"Really?" Mo Wushuang replied casually with two words.
Chu Meilan pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Mo Wushuang's tone and said with a smile:
"You haven't eaten for a day and a half. Are you hungry? My aunt specially brought you dinner. Come out and open the door!"
Mo Wushuang refused without hesitation:
"No."
Although she didn't go out to eat in order to make the antidote for most of the day, she ate bread and milk in the bedroom to satisfy her hunger, and she wasn't that hungry.
Chu Meilan: "Why?"
Mo Wushuang replied deliberately and bluntly:
"I'm afraid you'll poison the food."
"How is it possible? Why do you miss my aunt so much?" Chu Meilan said in a sad tone: "We are a family, how could I harm you?"
"For all these years, I have always treated you as my biological daughter."
"The videos that are widely circulated on the Internet that Xue Fei and I deliberately framed you are all fake. Someone is deliberately smearing me and trying to sow discord between us. Don't be fooled!"
Mo Wushuang wanted to say stop pretending, but then she thought about it, there must be a reason for Chu Meilan's courtesy, so she nodded and said:
"So that's it! Then I'll open the door right now."
After saying that, she hung up the phone, walked to the bedroom door and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Meilan wearing a pregnant-scented maternity dress and standing at the door holding a tray.
She shifted her gaze from Chu Meilan's face to the tray, looked at the old hen soup on the tray, and said:
"Thanks."
With that said, she stretched out her hand to take the tray.
Chu Meilan did not hand the tray to Mo Wushuang, but carried the tray directly into Mo Wushuang's bedroom and placed it on the desk:
"Your father specially asked the nanny to make this chicken soup for me. I was afraid that you would be injured due to hunger, so I brought it here to replenish your health."
Mo Wushuang sat at the desk and looked at Chu Meilan with unclear meaning:
"Are you showing off to me how good my dad is to you?"
"No, you misunderstood. I want to tell you that I treat you as my own daughter, that's why I miss you and give you all my supplements." Chu Meilan quickly explained with a flattering smile.
Mo Wushuang sneered: "How do I remember that your supplement is snow bird's nest?"
Chu Meilan's face stiffened for a moment, then she explained: "Don't you like eating bird's nest? This old hen soup is stewed with ginseng. It is very delicious. It is better than bird's nest and more nutritious."
"Try it quickly!"
After saying that, she quickly picked up the ginseng chicken soup on the tray, took a spoonful of it and brought it to Mo Wushuang's mouth.
Mo Wushuang looked at the chicken soup that Chu Meilan diligently brought to her mouth, and lowered her eyes to block the cold light in her eyes:
"Is this chicken soup freshly made?"
"Yes! I brought it here specially for you to taste as soon as it came out of the pot. I didn't even take a bite myself!" Chu Meilan replied enthusiastically, and then continued to put the chicken soup to Mo Wushuang's mouth:
"Wushuang, don't just talk, hurry up and drink the soup!"
"Auntie, please help me taste it first to see if it's hot. Make sure it's not hot before I eat it." Mo Wushuang glanced at the chicken soup with an unclear meaning, then looked at Chu Meilan and smiled.
Chu Meilan's eyes flickered when she heard this, and then she said with a smile:
"Don't you have mysophobia? I'd better not taste it anymore. I'll blow it on for you, and then you can drink it!"
As she said that, she lowered her head and blew the chicken soup seriously.
Mo Wushuang looked at Chu Meilan's eyes that flickered just now, and instantly understood that Chu Meilan might have done something to the chicken soup.
A cold and stern murderous look quickly flashed in her beautiful black eyes, and then she smiled at Chu Meilan as usual:
"Auntie, I haven't eaten well for a day and a half. I'm really hungry. I can't feel full even if I just drink chicken soup. You go to the kitchen and serve me a bowl of rice or get me some steamed buns, steamed buns, flatbreads or something to fill my belly. !”
Chu Meilan thought for a moment after hearing this, then nodded and said:
"Okay, wait until I bring the things up. The chicken soup will be just enough to stop being hot and you can drink it."
"Yes." Mo Wushuang looked at Chu Meilan with a normal expression and said calmly: "Sorry to trouble you."
"It's no trouble, it's just a piece of cake. Don't be polite to my aunt." Chu Meilan dropped these words and turned around to leave.
After Mo Wushuang waited for Chu Meilan to close the door, his face turned cold. He quickly took the chicken soup into the bathroom and flushed it into the toilet.
Then, he returned to the desk with the empty bowl, wiped the soup on the edge of the bowl with a paper towel, and pretended to have just finished drinking chicken soup, waiting for Chu Meilan to come back.
Chu Meilan probably didn't know, she already knew that the reason why she became a fool last time was not because of the car accident, so she repeated her old tricks and prepared to put medicine in her food.
She wanted to take a look at Chu Meilan. What vicious method did she want to use this time to make everyone think that she accidentally became a fool again?
After a while, Chu Meilan walked into the bedroom carrying a plate of xiaolongbao.
She brought the steamed buns to Mo Wushuang:
"The kitchen doesn't have what you want, so I specially made a plate of xiaolongbao for you. You can have it with chicken soup..."
Before she could finish her next words, she suddenly found that the chicken soup bowl was empty.
Her eyes lit up, she suppressed the surprise in her heart, and asked cautiously: "Where's the chicken soup?"
"I was so hungry that I couldn't hold it back while I was waiting for you. I ate it all in one go." Mo Wushuang replied sheepishly.
"It's okay, it's okay." Chu Meilan shook her head happily, and then looked at Mo Wushuang attentively: "Do you still want chicken soup? If so, I will bring you another bowl."
"No, I have enough Xiao Long Bao." Mo Wushuang shook his head, picked up the Xiao Long Bao and took a bite: "Auntie, thank you, you are so kind to me."
"I didn't expect that you could still care about me so much and bring me food even though I had a bad attitude towards you. I'm really ashamed."
Speaking of this, she looked at Chu Meilan with unknown meaning and said with meaning:
"I promise that I will treat you the same way you treat me in the future."
Chu Meilan felt completely relieved when she saw Mo Wushuang taking a bite of the steamed dumpling in front of her without any precautions:
"Wushuang, we are relatives, there is no need to be so polite between us."
"Yes!" Mo Wushuang nodded. He didn't want to argue with Chu Meilan any more, so he ordered the guests to be kicked out: "Go and have a rest! After finishing the xiaolongbao, I will send the bowls and chopsticks downstairs myself."
"Okay." Chu Meilan nodded and turned to leave.
After Chu Meilan left, Mo Wushuang quickly closed the bedroom door, then immediately ran to the trash can and spit the xiaolongbao in his mouth into the trash can.
Then he dumped all the xiaolongbao on the dinner plate into the trash can.
With the experience of a tragic death in her previous life, she would not dare to eat anything Chu Meilan sent her now.
The purpose of her trick this time was just to let her father and brothers see Meilan's true face.
After Mo Wushuang sent the dishes to the kitchen downstairs, he also cleaned up the garbage in his bedroom, leaving no trace that would make Chu Meilan suspicious.
Then, she deliberately went to the kitchen to fill up two bowls of chicken soup and sent them to the study.
In the study room, Mo Linghai had a pile of documents that needed to be processed, but he had no intention of reading them. Instead, he was holding his mobile phone and frowning at the latest hot search headlines and public opinions.
