Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 49 - 48 Im Not the One Who Wants to Kill You
Chapter 49: Chapter 48: I’m Not the One Who Wants to Kill You
Chapter 49 -48: I’m Not the One Who Wants to Kill You
Mianmian gave her assurance, and the little cat’s soul returned to Fu Keqi’s side once again.
Unaware of this, Gu Youyou continued playing with her toys.
Not far away, Chu Ye watched Mianmian with a troubled look, his childlike face unexpectedly carrying the depth of an adult. While he was thinking, a small figure ran into the courtyard, stammering, “Mian, Mianmian.”
Mianmian looked up and saw it was Li Yang, and responded with a smile, “Hey, I’m here.”
Li Yang had three skewers of Candied Hawthorn in his hand, and handed the first one to Mianmian: “Here, this is for you.”
He was still not very accustomed to speaking.
Upon seeing the Candied Hawthorn, Mianmian immediately thought of its sour-sweet taste. She liked eating Candied Hawthorn very much, her cute little mouth smacking as she looked over to a staff member and asked, “Can Mianmian eat this?”
From a distance, Director Hu’s voice rang out, “Today, you cannot eat anything from the villagers, today, you cannot eat anything from the villagers.”
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Hearing Director Hu’s words, Mianmian regretfully looked at Li Yang, “Yangyang, we can’t eat the Candied Hawthorn, you eat it yourself.”
Li Yang tilted his head, “If Mianmian doesn’t want, I don’t want either.”
He grinned broadly and ran off with the Candied Hawthorn.
Chu Ye looked at Li Yang’s retreating figure, pondered for a moment with his eyes lowered, then turned and walked towards the stove, taking out wild berries he had picked on the mountain from his pocket.
“The food is ready.” Liu Hui said as she came out carrying dishes.
Earlier, a table had been set up in the courtyard, and the aroma of the food carried far.
Mianmian’s stomach had been growling for a while, and she took Gu Youyou’s hand to go wash, but when she turned her head, she noticed that Chu Ye, who had been beside her, was gone.
The Little Bun didn’t mind, and after washing her hands, she sat down with Gu Youyou, eating heartily. She didn’t forget to supervise Gu Youyou: “Youyou need to eat lots.”
Gu Youyou remembered her own words, obediently eating a big bowl of rice and a lot of rabbit meat.
This was the bunny Mianmian had gotten for her!
The meat was especially delicious!
Gu Youyou savored the flavors, but then saw Chu Ye putting something into Mianmian’s bowl.
Looking closely, it turned out to be sugar-coated red berries.
Mianmian hadn’t expected Chu Ye to suddenly offer her food, and she looked up at him, “Little brother?”
Chu Ye quietly ate, his eyes lowered, “I only saw this one red berry on the tree. Since we can’t make Candied Hawthorn, you eat it.”
Mianmian had really been craving Candied Hawthorn.
Because her mom also liked Candied Hawthorn, so dad would always make it, but since coming down the mountain, she had not eaten it again.
Just now she smiled, “Thank you, little brother.”
After thanking him, and seeing Gu Youyou eyeing the sugary little berry, she ran back to the kitchen, cut it into three parts, one for herself, one for Gu Youyou, and handed one to Chu Ye: “Let’s eat together.”
The tiny wild berry was still sweet when placed in the mouth.
Chu Qi watched from the side with an expression that betrayed no emotion, but inside, he was experiencing a tempest. His dad was right; the Chu Family members all had the same trait, willing to do anything when it came to someone they liked.
A berry so small, yet he bothered to cook sugar in a pot to make it into a Candied Hawthorn, just because the little girl loved it, right?
Chu Qi wished he had his mobile phone on him right now so he could share his feelings with his beloved wife.
While one side of the table was eating happily, Xu Weiwei sat on the other side with an awkward expression, with only a plate of Portulaca in front of her.
She had intended to join Ai Xuexue at her table, but remembering she hadn’t stir-fried the “bracken” that Mianmian had said was poisonous, she felt a bit embarrassed to go over.
At this moment, watching her son glance frequently at Mianmian, Xu Weiwei asked softly. “Zeze, tell mama, why are you always looking at Mianmian?”
Hearing his mother’s question, Wang Ze looked down, his face filled with sadness, “I want to play with Mianmian, but Mianmian doesn’t like me.”
Xu Weiwei frowned.
To tell the truth, Mianmian was indeed very cute. If it hadn’t been for her son starting off on the wrong foot, she would have been more than happy to actively encourage a friendship between her son and Mianmian.
But it was already too late for that now.
Xu Weiwei placed a few stalks of Portulaca on her son’s plate, “Eat up, baby, or you’ll be hungry, and this is all we have for today.”
Wang Ze, already on the verge of tears, became utterly annoyed when his mom asked him to eat his vegetables, whining, “I won’t eat, I won’t eat, these vegetables taste awful!”
Seeing her son throw a tantrum, Xu Weiwei glanced at Mianmian and said softly, “Zeze, if you really want to play with Mianmian, you can’t carry on like this. No girl likes a boy who is always throwing tantrums.”
Wang Ze paused.
Seeing that her son was listening and that his eyes were fixed on her, Xu Weiwei knew her words were effective and added, “Look at that little friend over there, the boy called Chu Ye, isn’t he calm and reserved? Plus, he has a variety of vegetables in his bowl.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Ze stood up on his chair to look at Chu Ye.
Chu Ye was genuinely eating the Portulaca, bite after bite, adeptly using his chopsticks and not getting upset.
Not only that, Mianmian was even picking vegetables for Chu Ye!
Wang Ze pursed his little mouth, his brows almost knitting together. He sat back down and quietly finished the vegetables in his bowl.
[I’m going to die of laughter, the kid actually turned obedient.]
[Hahaha, Little Auntie’s words really do work. Gu Youyou, who doesn’t like to eat rice, ate a big bowl today, and Wang Ze isn’t making any fuss.]
[It seems like everyone’s watching on multiple screens. I am too; I’m still watching Fu Keqi eat her vegetables.]
Netizens were all waiting to see Fu Keqi and Ai Xuexue eat the “bracken,” wanting to verify whether what Mianmian said was right or not. Mianmian previously mentioned the vegetable by name, saying it wasn’t highly toxic but could cause vomiting and diarrhea.
But it turns out Fu Keqi wasn’t eating the bracken at all, only mushrooms. Immediately, someone posted a barrage comment.
[Is Fu Keqi also thinking that the “bracken” is poisonous, which is why she’s not eating it?]
[That’s what I think too.]
While netizens were discussing Fu Keqi’s actions, Fu Keqi, who was in the middle of eating her mushrooms, suddenly had a glazed look in her eyes. Her chopsticks dropped, and she stared blankly, “Nuomi, Nuomi?”
Ai Xuexue was startled; Nuomi was the cat Fu Keqi used to keep, a beautiful domestic white cat with one yellow eye and one blue eye, particularly lovely to look at.
Ai Xuexue had also been very fond of Nuomi, but after she returned from a prenatal checkup, Nuomi was found decapitated, with many wounds on the body, while Fu Keqi sat on the ground, smiling at her.
She was terrified and called Fu Yi. When Fu Yi returned, Fu Keqi was sobbing and accusing Ai Xuexue of killing the cat to drive her out of the house now that there was a baby on the way.
Fu Yi’s gaze and the cat’s gruesome state caused her to have a miscarriage.
After that, Fu Keqi never brought up Nuomi again on her own initiative.
What was going on today?
As Ai Xuexue wondered, her vision blurred and she too saw Nuomi in front of her.
The cat was meowing incessantly, its cries heart-wrenching, and as it continued, its head suddenly fell off, blood spurting everywhere as it chased after Fu Keqi.
“Ah!” Fu Keqi screamed, dropping her bowl and chopsticks and hiding under the table, trembling, “Nuomi, don’t come near me, Nuomi, please don’t come near me; I didn’t want to kill you, you were just too annoying, it’s because you were too annoying.”
The confession, tremblingly uttered by a little girl over five years old, left netizens dumbfounded.
What does she mean, ‘I didn’t want to kill you’? Who is Nuomi, exactly?
Some netizens went to dig through Fu Keqi’s Instagram account. The account, verified as belonging to a gold medalist of a ballet competition, made it easy to find posts about a heterochromatic white cat with a keyword search.
There were also Fu Keqi’s fans who accurately found the post she had made praying for Nuomi’s well-being.
But according to the post, Nuomi had run out of the front door and been hit by a car.
What’s the deal with Fu Keqi? Why is she saying such things, as if she were the one who killed Nuomi?
