A Vengeful Girl

Linda ran out of words.

"When did you stop playing by the rules? I'm just sorry for your little pretty."

"Just mind your own business." Charles Mu then took a spoonful of the soup and carefully blew onto it before drinking it.

"Charles!"

Amy Qi's face went ghastly pale comparing with her pink dress. She gnashed her teeth and said, "Charles, please taste my soup. It has dozens of precision and rare medicines."

Charles Mu put down his spoon and looked at Amy Qi, "Did you make it yourself?"

Charles Mu's words cheered Amy Qi up. She opened the box and took the soup out, "Huh? Yes, Charles, I made it myself. I got up extra early this morning to make the soup for you."

Amy Qi then unscrewed the cap of the thermal container, from which a pleasing herbal scent wafted through the air.

"Charles, how is my handmade soup? Does it smell good?" said Amy Qi with a smile while touching her nose.

Linda Xia squinted at Amy Qi. The soup was not likely made by Amy Qi.

"I don't know Lady Qi can make soup, " said Linda with a smile on.

"What a funny thing to say! I certainly can make soup."

When answering Charles Mu's question, Amy Qi said a 'Huh' before deliberately repeating Charles Mu's words to make herself sounded sincere.

But she repeated it once again. That's the problem.

According to micro expressions, a stiff answer is typical of a clumsy liar.

Besides, Amy Qi's unconscious touch on her nose also gave her away.

When people lie, the blood will flow backward to their faces and congest the sponges in their noses, which makes the nose uncomfortable.

Therefore, people touch their noses unconsciously when they tell lies.

secret recipe of the Renxin Tang. What

sharp eyes fixing on Amy

was scared all of a sudden. How could she

and

question really

put... That is...

you haven't seen your parents yet? Linda and I still have some decisions to make about

but Charles Mu simply interrupted,

"Yes, Young Master, "

and then lowered her head

you. That's why I don't know the ingredients. Please don't

continued to eat the soup that Linda made for him, While enjoying the refreshing whiff of apples.

Qi didn't seem like leaving. May

"You may."

lit up by

back to Amy Qi with a smirk,

going to do?" Amy

to Linda whose jaw dropped

in her

fight back on Bun's shoulder,

could only moved her arms and legs in a flurry, so much so that

Let go of me... Let go of me..." Amy Qi's voice was getting fainter by the minute as

to the front gate and then threw a key to one of the security guards, "Drive Lady Qi home, please. Oh, and make sure that she was

*

the living room.

spoonful after another. He drank every

really that good?" Linda curled her lips.

the soup tasted only a bit sweet with a mixed flavor of three ingredients.

until my wound is healed, What do you

really take me as your cooking