Mo Qingcheng, a versatile interstellar instructor feared throughout the galaxy and known as the 'Little Demon Girl,' accidentally transmigrated into the body of an evil stepmother.
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Bai Yifan looked at Bai Yueniang with hurt and pitiful eyes, as if he wouldn't give up until she agreed.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Yueniang mustered her courage and reached out her hand. A strong, large hand tightly enveloped her small hand.
Their eyes met briefly in mid-air, then parted. The next second, cheers from the children rang in their ears.
"It's all your fault..." Bai Yueniang was filled with shame and turned to run away, but Bai Yifan held her back tightly.
"Yue'er, Fan'er, you're back?" Old Man Bai came running over with a beaming smile.
"Let go!" Bai Yueniang snorted, glared angrily at Bai Yifan, shook off his hand, and turned to run away.
"Haha, Yue'er, why are you shy?" Old Man Bai, whether from excessive excitement or from drinking a little wine, spoke without restraint, enjoying the laugh of his precious daughter.
"Oh dear, Father, you really are..." Bai Yueniang stamped her foot, turned around and headed straight for her room, a burst of laughter coming from behind her.
Bai Yueniang quickly left, leaning against the door, her heart pounding with anxiety, her face burning with embarrassment.
At your age, why are you still acting like a young girl with budding romantic feelings?
This is so embarrassing...
"Fan'er greets Master." Bai Yifan knelt down with a thud and performed a deep bow.
Old Man Bai was startled and hurriedly reached out to help Bai Yifan up: "Fan'er, it's your master's fault..."
Bai Yifan smiled gently as he recounted his experiences over the past few days to his father. His father tugged at his hand, "Come on, come on, let's go next door with your master."
Mo Qingcheng chuckled and waved her little hand: "Dad, come over for dinner tonight, it'll be more lively with more people."
"Oh, Madam, you've had a hard time..."
Mo Qingcheng shook her head. She didn't know why, but Old Man Bai always called her "Madam" in front of others. She had said it countless times, but to no avail. She smiled and gave up. One title would be enough.
As long as Dad is happy!
Bai Yifan cupped his hands in greeting, got up, and went next door with his father. Xuan Yuan Ying and her sister blinked, finally putting their minds at ease.
"Now that Mother has a new father, will she abandon us?" Xuan Yuan Ying sighed softly.
"What nonsense are you thinking? How could that be? Mother said that we will always be her most obedient daughters..." Xuan Yuan Tong was very gratified that her mother never had the idea of abandoning them after having a new father.
The two little ones whispered a few words to each other, their faces beaming with bright smiles...
In the middle of the night, One-Eyed Dragon rode back on horseback with Master Cheng, who was covered in dust from the journey. Mo Qingcheng instructed Fatty and Pockmarked Man to quickly boil water for the two of them to wash up, and then personally cooked a meal.
Old Master Cheng was thrown onto the horse by the one-eyed man, and the night wind blew him all the way, nearly killing him.
After washing up and eating hot noodles, I finally caught my breath, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.
The one-eyed man had been living in fear all the way, but he was finally back in Canada. His heart was at ease, and he burst into tears of grievance.
Fatty and Pockmarked looked on in confusion. What's wrong with me, bro?
"Second Brother, do you have a terminal illness?" Ma Zi was a thick-skinned person who couldn't stand seeing a man cry.
The fat man frowned slightly: "Second brother, is there anything you want me to tell you?"
One-Eyed Dragon was so angry that he slapped each of them: "What nonsense are you thinking? I'm just touched, you know? The lady gave me ten taels of silver..."
Pockmarked guy and fat guy: "..."
Is this for real?
wrong……
"Second brother, that's not right of you. Brothers should share both good times and bad. Hurry up and take it out."
"Yes, second brother, take it out, we all need to get married..."
The fat man and the writer wouldn't let it go until they each gave him two taels of silver.
The one-eyed man rolled his eyes: "I was going to tell you a secret, hmph..."