Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 210 - 174: Mo Yunchen’s Tenderness_3

Chapter 210: Chapter 174: Mo Yunchen’s Tenderness_3

Jing Zhimei’s expression stiffened again, "No, how could that be possible? I have studied your poison for over ten years, this time I will definitely succeed! You must believe me!"

No, he must not know that she actually had no confidence in this pill either, because the Soul-Returning Grass had disappeared, and she could only replace it with several other herbs.

Originally, the Soul-Returning Grass would have easily cured the poison, this antidote was her concoction to fight poison with poison, it must succeed! She believed in herself!

Mo Yunchen let out a cold laugh, his bewitchingly handsome face flickering with an icy light, he directly threw the so-called antidote into a box without giving it another glance.

Touching such disgusting things made him feel dirty!

Jing Zhimei stood there with an ugly expression, biting her lower lip, her beautiful face pitiful, unfortunately, Mo Yunchen was not a man to take pity on women, his interest lay only with Qin Qin; he didn’t even want to spare this woman an extra glance.

Jing Zhimei clenched her fists tightly, biting her lower lip.

"Yunchen, since your poison can be cured, I no longer wish to delay Zhiyue. In some time, you should visit Zhiyue’s family and discuss the marriage arrangement with her father." Back then, he had agreed to let Jing Zhimei stay by his son’s side under the premise of marriage; otherwise, over all those years, Jing Zhimei’s father and Old Madam Jing would not have allowed their daughter and granddaughter to suffer such indignities.

Mo Yunchen glanced sideways at Mo Cang, his lips curling up, "You’re marrying Miss Jing, congratulations, I never expected my father to have a third spring at his age."

As soon as Mo Yunchen finished speaking, Jing Zhimei, who had been looking down in joy, instantly lifted her head in disbelief, staring at Mo Yunchen, while Mo Cang glared at his son with a snort and bulging eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don’t joke with me, old man; soon you’ll be the one visiting the Jing Family to propose to Zhiyue!"

Mo Yunchen sneered and stood up, "Old man, if you want to marry, do it yourself!"

Mo Cang, so angry he was nearly ready to throw the teacup in his hand at Mo Yunchen, "Even if you don’t want to marry her, you should do so. Zhiyue has been by your side all these years, shouldn’t you take responsibility?"

Mo Yunchen smiled bewitchingly, turning to look at Jing Zhimei, who had been silent with a sorrowful expression, "Miss Jing, do you want money? How much?"

Jing Zhimei looked at Mo Yunchen with teary eyes, full of pitiful charm, "Master Mo, you know what I want. If you are still unwilling to marry me now, I can wait, wait until you like me, I will keep waiting, Grandpa Mo, please don’t pressure Master Mo, I am willing to wait for him."

From behind a tall potted plant on the second floor, Qin Qin pondered as she watched the scene below, her gaze lingering on the charming and delicate Jing Zhimei. Watching her pitiful appearance, Qin Qin shook her head slightly, finding it incredible that Mo Yunchen could take a liking to her when he had such a beautiful close female friend.

However, she felt an inexplicable disgust for this Jing Zhimei, her strong sixth sense made her unable to take a liking to this woman named Jing Zhimei, especially when seeing her tearful expression and the affectionate look she gave Mo Yunchen. She even thought this person was not as simple as she appeared on the surface; her smile seemed to bring with it the pretense and scheming of an act.

This expression she had seen on her senior sister’s face before. Initially, she had always thought her senior sister pure and lovely, but it was not until later that she realized her sister’s smile was full of calculation and pretense, and everything she said was carefully schemed.

In such a short time, she could not yet discern anything wrong with this woman, other than her face full of acting, even her tears seemed fake; as for the rest, she had not yet discovered what this Jing Zhimei had in common with her senior sister. Could she have been mistaken?!

She no longer wished to watch the dispute and acting below, and she left quietly, returning to her room.

After closing the door to her room, Qin Qin directly entered her magical space. Inside the space, butterflies were fluttering, fragrant flowers were blooming, Spirit Fruit glistened brightly, and Spiritual Tea’s tender leaves were adorned with dew drops, looking delicate and adorable.

Qin Qin walked over to the medicine field, where Xiao Fong had planted the Soul-Returning Grass, which now looked lush with leaves, far more vigorous than what she had seen in the Underground Tomb.

Qin Qin plucked a Soul Grass, then picked dozens of other medicinal herbs, making her way to the Alchemy Room.

She was going to craft an Antidote.

A few hours later, Qin Qin joyfully held out the dark brown Antidote; its medicinal fragrance lingered at her nose, and she raised a satisfied smile.

Xiao Fong and Xiao Bai approached Qin Qin.

"Master, are you going out again?" Xiao Fong rubbed against Qin Qin’s clothing reluctantly; it, too, wanted to go out.