The fortune teller's daughter has married, and all the wealthy families in the city are spoilin

Song Qingge returned to the Jiang family with Lingzhi in her arms.

As soon as she stepped into the living room, Uncle Li mysteriously led her to the dining room.

"Young Madam, since you didn't like the previous donkey-hide gelatin cake, the pastry chef has made a special effort to improve his skills and made a new one."

He opened the refrigerator compartment.

A dazzling array of various small cakes came into view.

The refrigerator was crammed full.

Song Qingge's eyes lit up immediately: "Did one pastry chef make all of this?"

The donkey-hide gelatin cake placed in the center looked noticeably different from the delicate and pretty little cakes next to it.

Other children are beautiful, but this one is a little black child.

Out of place.

Uncle Li's lips twitched: "Uh... these were made by several pastry chefs. The pastry chef who developed our donkey-hide gelatin cake only knew how to cook before; he learned pastry making specifically for you."

The young master spent an afternoon learning, claiming it was just something he did casually since he had nothing else to do, but he knew it was the young master's way of expressing his gratitude.

When I was a child, I liked to cook a whole table of dishes for my parents' birthdays.

He watched the eldest young master grow up, and this was the first time the eldest young master had ever cared about a girl.

The lingzhi in its arms glanced at the donkey-hide gelatin cake, its cap swaying from side to side, as if shaking its head.

Song Qingge covered the Moon Spirit Jade's true form with one hand, preventing it from seeing it again.

The Ganoderma lucidum bonsai is merely a medium; Yue Lingyu can return to her original body at any time. This is why she can communicate with Yue Lingyu at any time through the Ganoderma lucidum bonsai.

During the hours of Zi, Mao, Wu, and You, when spiritual energy is most abundant, he can even transform directly with minimal spiritual energy, essentially teleporting to his original location.

Uncle Li didn't notice anything unusual about the small lingzhi bonsai, and smilingly brought out a donkey-hide gelatin cake and a strawberry cake.

"Young Madam, why don't you try some? Our master who researches donkey-hide gelatin cake said you can eat more of it, as donkey-hide gelatin is very nourishing."

Song Qingge was puzzled.

Even the pastry chef in the Jiang family is so considerate?

But who wouldn't like to have something to eat?

"Okay, Uncle Li, could you please take it to my room?"

"Alright." Uncle Li smiled and carried the cake all the way to her room, putting the cake down before leaving.

Song Qingge deliberately chose a shady spot to place the Moon Spirit Jade, avoiding direct sunlight.

Then he buried himself in the cake and began to enjoy it.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the hour of midnight, Yue Lingyu transformed and snatched away another piece of strawberry cake.

"I said, that donkey-hide gelatin cake looks so dark, it must not taste good. By the way, why would the Jiang family's pastry chef make a cake specifically for you? That's so strange."

Song Qingge had just picked up a large piece of cake with her fork when she paused, and two seconds later put it in her mouth.

She pouted and shook her head: "I don't know. The pastry chef made donkey-hide gelatin cake last time, and it was quite awful. This time it's not bad. He has definitely improved a lot."

At least I can eat it.

Yue Lingyu smacked her lips, picked up the top strawberry with her fork, and took a bite.

His eyes lit up.

Her eyebrows were high and arched, resembling willow leaves.

Thumbs up: "Great! Excellent!"

He took a small bite of the donkey-hide gelatin cake with his fork and put it in his mouth, saying with disdain, "Hmm...it's far worse than strawberry cake. Are these the same pastry chefs? The difference in skill level is too great. The Jiang family should fire him."

The two chatted as they ate.

Yue Lingyu finished her strawberry cake and let out a satisfied burp: "I'm not saying this to be mean, but the jiao cake maker's skills are far from up to par. Is this really made by a professional pastry chef? It sounds like an amateur's work."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

A thought suddenly flashed through Song Qingge's mind.

Frozen.

Looking down at the donkey-hide gelatin cake on the CD, she tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Do you think Jiang Zhou made it himself?"

The only person in the Jiang family who can cook and won't blow up the kitchen is Jiang Zhou.

"Hey! Maybe." Yue Lingyu finished eating and drinking and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's midnight, no rush to go back.

He lay down on the bed, completely abandoning his handsome manly reserve, and propped his head up on his side: "But he doesn't have much reason to make you a cake, does he?"

Song Qingge thought so too.

He quickly dismissed the idea.

Even if we were to thank her for helping Jiang's parents, there was no need for her to personally learn how to make a cake.

Uncle Li had no reason not to tell her.

This donkey-hide gelatin cake must have been made by a chef who switched careers.

In the study, Uncle Li had just put away the CDs, donkey-hide gelatin cakes, and strawberry cakes when he couldn't wait to report to the young master.

"Good news! The young mistress finished everything this time, young master! Your efforts have paid off!"

Jiang Zhou glanced at the cake on the table, now only covered in black crumbs, blinked, and looked away. "I was just saying thank you. As the heir of the Jiang family, I must do everything to the best of my ability. That's my requirement for myself, and it has nothing to do with your young mistress."

"Understood." Uncle Li suppressed a laugh.

He picked up two plates and prepared to leave.

"Wait, leave that plate." He pointed to the empty plate at the top, still covered in black cake crumbs.

Uncle Li almost asked why, but then swallowed his words.

Do not ask too many questions about the affairs of the master's household.

He had barely closed the study door when he turned around and reported it in the group chat, which immediately went viral.

[The Third Nephew's Pursuit of His Wife: A Cremation Scene (13):]

[Love You Old Man Jiang Yueming: Huh... what's wrong with my third nephew? He's so perverted!]

[Four Earths: Why is he keeping the debris? Operation CD?]

[Love you, Lao Ji Jiang Yueming: Then it's not just being a pervert, it's having a weird fetish]

[Producer of Niu Shangtian: It's a pity Jinhua is asleep. She'll have plenty to ship tomorrow morning. Just you wait, my favorite couple is definitely the sweetest.]

[Reborn at Eighteen: The Old Lady of the Jiang Family: My grandson is truly promising (thumbs up emoji)]

[Lan: No wonder they're father and son, his dad also likes to eat my leftovers]

[People's Well-being: My son is really promising (thumbs up emoji)]

[Love you, old man, Jiang Yueming: ...]

They've gone mad! The entire Jiang family has gone mad!

……

Fragrant steam rises from the air; outside, at a snack shop, staff are serving customers.

In the dimly lit room, through the hazy mist, Xie Qi could not make out the master's appearance.

I could only vaguely make out that he was a middle-aged man.

His voice was full of energy: "Not only you, I also lost my strength."

I should have known better than to take this job. Who would have thought that someone would actually break his spell?

Over the years, he has never met anyone who could break his spells.

And now they're telling him the other person is a young woman in her early twenties?!

Are you sure it's her?

Xie Qi frowned deeply, his wolfish eyes turning cold: "Absolutely true!"

He went to the hospital to see Ran Xing and confirmed that it was Song Qingge who destroyed the jade hairpin.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingge really had such great abilities that even the master suffered a backlash.

"Are we really without any options? My mom has been captured by her, I have to save her!"

The master was astonished: "I can't do that."

Having just heard Xie Qi recount the events, he was pretty much right; what mother was he talking about? It was a vengeful spirit.

And most of them are extremely brutal.

Generally, when the container it attaches to is destroyed, the vengeful spirit will be reduced to dust, but it is unexpected that it could survive.

He was no match for that vengeful spirit.

The key point is that the little girl's magical power is definitely far superior to his.

He only wanted to make money, not lose his life.

"Now you can only choose one of the two options."

Either let go of the hatred you have for your mother and start your life anew.

Either find that girl!