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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nIt was a small bottle that contained small black pills. When she opened it, a strong pungent smell of chinese traditional medicine seeped out. It was exactly like the weird taste in the milk.

nShe furrowed her brow and asked, “What kind of medicine is this?”

nThe servant was flustered, she didn’t know what to answer. At that moment, Caretaker Li’s voice was heard, “What happened?”

nQiao Lian turned her head and saw Caretaker Li walk in. Her face was solemn, with no trace of a smile. Holding onto the bottle of medicine, Qiao Lian asked her, “Is this added to the milk I drink every day? What type of medicine is this?”

nCaretaker Li gave it a glance and replied, “This is a medicine used to aid pregnancy. Sir specially requested a chinese traditional doctor to conconct it.”

nAfter finishing her sentence, she placed the bottle of medicine in Qiao Lian’s hands, saying: “If you don’t want it in your milk, then you can take a pill a day from now on.”

nThereafter, she furrowed her brow, looked towards the young servant and scolded her sternly, “You were flustered because you were secretly drinking the milk again, right?”

nThe young servant immediately lowered her head, “Aunt Li, I won’t do it again.”

nQiao Lian looked over and saw that the servant indeed had milk remnants on the side of her lips. It had made her believe that that was poison!

nShe returned the pills to Caretaker Li saying, “I think I will leave it to you to remember it for me. I’m very busy with work and might forget.”

nShe finished speaking, walked over and finished the cup of milk in a gulp. After which, she left for work.

nThis was a villa district and it was really huge. There was no public transport—buses or trains—in a few kilometers radius. Thus, Qiao Lian had been taking cabs to and from the villa.

nBut after the bank card had been frozen yesterday, this had scared her immensely and she decided to walk to the bus stop today.

nShe would save as much as she could!

nFrom the villa to the bus stop, she had to walk through a park.

nAs Qiao Lian walked on, she suddenly heard a bustling laughter.

nThe sharpness of a reporter caused her to look up and find the source of the laughter.

nThere was a spacious pavilion at the front of the park and a bunch of elderly in their sixties were seated in the pavilion. However, these people were not chatting today, they were gathered behind a person.

nIt was a woman who donned a very beautiful long red dress. She looked elegant and, although you could tell that she was already of a certain age, as she had maintained her looks well, she looked younger than the rest of the elderly.

nIn her hands there was a tablet and she looked as if she was playing a game.

nThe people gathered around her, constantly giving out sounds of amazement.

nWhen Qiao Lian walked past by, she heard the music of the game “Temple Run”. She smiled and shook her head.

nJust at that moment, the game gave out a howl in pain and the crowd exploded in sighs.

nThe woman kept her tablet and sighed, “Today is the day I ran the furthest! But this game gets too fast at the end and I can’t keep up, only my son is able to complete that level.”

nAs she finished her sentence, her face bloomed with pride.

nHowever, after she said so, a young man in the crowd spoke with ridicule, “Meh, ask your son to come and play then!”

nWhen he started speaking, everyone turned to look at him.

nThe graceful woman furrowed her brow and turned to look at the man who spoke, “My son thinks that this game is too easy for him. The only reason why he passed all of the levels the last time was because I forced him to play.”

n“This game of yours is the enhanced edition, it is not possible that someone is able to finish all the levels. Aren’t you worried of biting your tongue when lying? I think you should stop lying!”

nHis words were so infuriating that Qiao Lian stopped in her tracks and looked over.

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