Kapitel 8: 006 Spirit Mansion Space!

Fang Yuxin didn't respond to Fang Mengyao's accusation but instead said, "It's all my fault for not being careful enough. I'll go make something to eat in the kitchen, Aunt Li, please clean up here."

Though Aunt Li also felt that Fang Yuxin had been careless, especially since so much food was ruined, it was truly a shame. However, as the Fang Family's housekeeper, she naturally treated Fang Yuxin with more affection than she did Fang Mengyao. She smiled and said, "It's okay, it wasn't on purpose. I'll clean up here. Yuxin, you should quickly check and see if you burned yourself."

Fang Yuxin smiled slightly and turned towards the kitchen. She wasn't certain whether Fang Mengyao had added the so-called Suppressant or if something else had been tampered with the dishes, but with even a one in ten thousand chance, she didn't dare take the risk, which is why she purposely destroyed the food.

Fang Mengyao was obviously not willing to let things go so easily. She had only one dose of the Suppressant, and it had been completely ruined by Fang Yuxin, so there was no possibility of using it again! What made her even more discontented was Fang Yuxin's disregard for her! It was Fang Yuxin who had done something wrong, so why shouldn't she apologize? Why ignore her?

Fang Mengyao then called out, "Fang Yuxin! Stop right there! You owe it to me to speak clearly, did you do that on purpose?"

Initially reluctant to engage with her, Fang Yuxin turned around when Fang Mengyao persisted and said laughingly, "Why would I do it on purpose? What makes you so sure that I did? What benefit would there be for me to do this?"

Fang Mengyao found herself speechless in response to these questions. She felt certain that Fang Yuxin had done it intentionally and even suspected that Fang Yuxin might know something. But when questioned like this, how could Fang Mengyao respond? Indeed, what benefit would Fang Yuxin gain from such actions? Was she supposed to admit that she had tampered with the food?

After some thought, Fang Mengyao said, "Of course, you did it on purpose! You just wanted to ruin the soup I worked hard to make!"

Fang Yuxin folded her arms and laughed, "That's even more ridiculous. If I didn't like it, I could have just poured it out. Is there a need to destroy an entire table's worth of food and leave our parents without a meal?"

Fang Mengyao was too angry to reply. She didn't know how to counter Fang Yuxin's arguments and felt unwilling to give up, wanting to say more. However, Qu Qianhe suddenly said, "All right, Yuxin can't handle it alone. I'll help you in the kitchen. Jintang, why don't you have a chat with Xiao Yao?"

Her tone was not heavy at all but rather very gentle. Yet, when Qu Qianhe's gaze passed lightly over Fang Mengyao, Fang Mengyao couldn't bring herself to voice her prepared words. She subconsciously felt that Qu Qianhe was even more difficult to deal with than Fang Yuxin, and if she persisted, Qu Qianhe would surely not let it go.

Qu Qianhe stepped past the mess on the ground and walked up to Fang Yuxin, then pulled her into the kitchen. Fang Mengyao watched them enter the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered the courage to say, "Dad, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Fang Jintang glanced at the mess on the ground and sighed before saying, "Come with me." He, of course, knew that Fang Yuxin had done it on purpose, but he didn't want to blame her in front of Fang Mengyao and Aunt Li, so he had to pretend to be unaware.

Fang Jintang took Fang Mengyao out to the small garden outside. The ground was covered with a lawn, and many flowers were planted around it. There was a leisure table and four chairs placed on the lawn, with a sun umbrella overhead, where the family of four would sometimes sit and talk.

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After Qu Qianhe and Fang Yuxin went into the kitchen, Qu Qianhe took out some fresh celery to slice and quietly asked Fang Yuxin, "Yuxin, tell your mother the truth, why did you do that just now? I can see you did it on purpose."

Fang Yuxin was washing tomatoes when she heard her mother and paused, then she said, "Mom, I don't trust her. Who knows if she'll add something weird to the dishes."

"You," Qu Qianhe shook her head with a resigned tone, "next time don't do this, alright? A daughter raised by Qu Qianhe should not be so petty."

Fang Yuxin nodded: "Mom, I understand."

The two of them quickly made four dishes in a total of twenty minutes. When they carried the dishes out, Fang Mengyao was already gone. Fang Jintang sat on the sofa, the mess on the floor had been cleaned up.

Fang Yuxin couldn't help but ask, "Dad? Where's Xiao Yao?"

"She's already left," Fang Jintang clearly didn't want to elaborate, "Let's eat."

Fang Yuxin knew that Fang Mengyao never came to the Fang Family without a reason. Thinking about the sentence she had overheard in the kitchen, she guessed Fang Mengyao's visit was for more than just to tamper with the food. It was very likely about asking for money from Fang Jintang, and it must be a significant amount, otherwise, she wouldn't have needed to come in person.

Fang Mengyao didn't continue to make a fuss and instead left straightforwardly; she probably got the money. However, Fang Yuxin didn't ask Fang Jintang exactly how much he had given. She trusted Jintang to know the limit.

The meal was eaten in silence. Afterward, Fang Jintang finally asked, "Xinxin, Dad heard you closed down the family business and the supermarket, is that true?"

Fang Yuxin immediately thought someone at the supermarket must have snitched, but since Fang Jintang was bound to find out sooner or later, she decided not to care who the informant was and simply nodded: "Dad, I've had some thoughts recently. Could you not ask for now? I'll tell you when the time is right."

Fang Jintang didn't seem to reprimand Fang Yuxin; he had asked just because he was aware of the situation. Both his children were excellent and always had a plan in mind, they definitely wouldn't act recklessly. So, he said, "You are quite the mystery seller, child. Alright, Dad promises not to ask. But you also know the purpose of our family running the supermarket, and Dad hopes you can tell me the answer as soon as possible, okay?"

That was certainly no problem, so Fang Yuxin said, "Don't worry, Dad. You will know very soon." After she spoke and saw Aunt Li cleaning up the plates into the kitchen, she followed her to ask for the previously destroyed food remnants. She packed them in a fresh-keeping box and took them back to her room.

Upon returning to her room, she locked the door, and Angela, who was eating cat food, looked up and meowed softly, rubbing against her leg. Fang Yuxin had no time to cater to Angela right now. She took out the redwood box, then pulled a clean bowl out and placed the two bracelets inside the bowl. She also grabbed the first aid kit, took out disinfectant and bandages, and then cut her wrist, letting the blood flow into the bowl.

When she did this, she wasn't sure what would happen—only the words from Fang Mengyao in her dream and her previous obsession with the jewelry had made her ponder deeply, leading her to take this risk. The blood dripped onto the bracelets without initial reaction, but as the blood submerged the bracelets, Fang Yuxin saw the blood being absorbed by them. Suddenly, one bracelet's green shade grew increasingly vivid, while the other remained unresponsive.

Then, she suddenly felt a violent tremor in her mind, and the next moment, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar place.

It was as if guided by an inexplicable intuition, Fang Yuxin murmured uncontrollably, "Qingmu Spiritual Mansion."

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