"So it was to make soup for Uncle, yet you had to be so secretive about it."
Mu Ziqing was a keen observer and by looking at Baili Xia's behavior, she knew what she was up to.
No wonder Uncle doted on Baili Xia, this girl was clearly trying to curry favor with him behind the scenes.
She put on such a commendable performance, trying so hard to win Uncle's affection, but who knows what her true intentions are?
The more she thought about it, the more intense her feelings towards Baili Xia grew, it was not a mere dislike anymore, but outright hatred!
She glared at the shopping bag, her gaze full of unspeakable animosity.
"How much is this American Ginseng worth? Tens of dollars? Hundreds? And this chicken? A cheap one from the supermarket!"
She hummed dismissively, "You're letting Uncle eat this trash? Are you trying to help him replenish his health or harm him? "
"What's wrong with the chicken I bought at the supermarket? Is it inedible? Is it poisoned or spoiled?"