Fu Xiyan first met Gu Zhiqi at the hospital. Although he found the young girl to have a friendly appearance, Tang Yichen was in a life-and-death situation in the emergency room at that time, the circumstances were extremely urgent, so naturally, Fu Xiyan had no mind to ponder deeply.
Lately, upon meeting her again, because of their initial encounter, Fu Xiyan felt the young girl looked friendly but since he had seen her before, he forgot to consider where that sense of familiarity had come from.
Now, as Ling Yuxuan and Mo Canglan brought it up, Fu Xiyan suddenly remembered, so he casually mentioned it.
Did she have a common face?
That made all three of them feel she looked familiar?
"What friendly appearance? What are you talking about?" Just as Meng Qiyun reached the doorway, she heard the group discussing something about a friendly appearance and casually asked.
"Is the food not all served yet? Do you need help?" Ling Yuxuan asked, looking at Meng Qiyun who came in with a dining plate.
"It’s done, it’s all done," Meng Qiyun said, placing the dishes from the dining plate onto two tables, before sitting down at Gu Xiyue’s table.
"All the dishes are on the table, let’s all start eating," Mo Canglan said, and had already picked up his chopsticks to start eating.
Following Mo Canglan’s lead, everyone began to eat, and the previous topic was abandoned.
"Miss Qiyun, your cooking skills have improved beautifully," Yun Sen commented while eating and looked back at Meng Qiyun.
Hearing Yun Sen’s compliment, Meng Qiyun laughed outright, "If you can talk, talk more."
"Miss Qiyun’s cooking skills could rival the chef of Shadow Pavilion. If you ever get tired of the Medical Alliance, you could go be a chef at Shadow Pavilion," Yun Sen said cheerfully.
"Yun Sen, boy, that’s not very kind, poaching in front of me," Ling Yuxuan said, not pleased upon hearing Yun Sen’s words.
"Where would that happen, just kidding, I wouldn’t dare poach from Alliance Leader Ling..."
Yun Sen could have been considered the mood booster leader of the group, stirring up the atmosphere at both tables, making the hotpot meal very enjoyable for everyone.
After lunch, just as everybody was coming out of Meng Qiyun’s yard, a white figure ran out from the side of the door and threw itself at Mo Canglan’s feet.
"Brother, save Yuanyuan, please save her," Mo Qingsnow chose Mo Canglan and threw herself at his feet, hugging his leg tightly.
Mo Qingsnow was an ancient martial artist with great strength. Mo Canglan hadn’t practiced ancient martial arts, and being hugged around the leg by Mo Qingsnow, he couldn’t break free at all.
"What are you doing? Let go," he attempted to shake his leg free but couldn’t move it.
"Brother, you can’t just stand by and watch someone die. Yuanyuan is your own niece. If you don’t save her, then truly no one else can save her. Brother, please save Yuanyuan," Mo Qingsnow said with a choking voice, then looked up at Mo Canglan with tearful eyes, her clothing disheveled, looking somewhat distraught.
However, Ling Yuxuan could tell that the clothing she wore wasn’t the same as what she had on in the morning.
Presumably, because of her messy appearance after being thrown out of the yard earlier, she specifically went back to change her clothes.
But what caused her current state?
Based on Ling Yuxuan’s understanding of her, this appearance was likely Mo Qingsnow’s own doing, probably to make herself look pitiful and soften Mo Canglan’s heart.
Mo Canglan struggled intensely, but Mo Qingsnow clung onto his leg, not letting him break free.
Seeing this, Ling Yuxuan stepped forward.
With a sweep of her sleeve, a gust of wind arose, and Mo Qingsnow was blown aside, tumbling and falling, half sprawled on the ground.