บท 130: Chapter 130: What a Ruthless Woman

Fang Qin tossed the chicken aside carelessly and turned to leave, leaving Xie Xinghua standing alone. Her eyes fell on the chicken whose neck was twisted and blood still stained its beak, and a flicker of doubt crossed her mind: Could this chicken have been stolen? But this thought was fleeting; after all, she was never one to meddle in others' affairs.

Therefore, Xie Xinghua took a deep breath, picked up the chicken, and walked straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xie Xinghua's movements were skilled and orderly.

She first boiled a kettle of water, carefully immersed the chicken into it, quickly removed the feathers, then meticulously cleaned the insides, each step displaying her familiarity with this household chore.

Afterward, she chopped the chicken into even pieces, placed them in a clay pot, and simmered them with water.

Although her cooking skills were not exceptional, soon the rich aroma of chicken soup silently filled the entire kitchen, tantalizingly.