The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 179 - 177 Without Qi, Eating is Not Enjoyable (Part 3)

Chapter 179: Chapter 177 Without Qi, Eating is Not Enjoyable (Part 3)

Yun Qiuhong had finished exchanging pleasantries with Fang Yue, and seeing Yun Qi still standing there, she frowned and spoke with displeasure, "Qi, why aren’t you moving yet?"

After saying this, she stepped forward, pulling her out.

Yun Qiuhong was quite tall, wearing high heels, walking quickly with the aura of a strong woman.

Yun Qi was grabbed by one hand, her small feet had to shuffle quickly back and forth just to barely keep up, her toes almost tapping the ground.

Fang Yue saw this and frowned, "Dean Yun, is the young girl a member of your family?"

Yun Qiuhong stopped and offered a polite yet distant smile, "Yes, she’s my niece."

"Please slow down, the young girl can’t keep up."

Yun Qiuhong awkwardly smiled, finally slowing her pace, and pulled Yun Qi out of the room.

Yun Qiuce was waiting outside, "Sis, come home with us, the timing is just right for dinner."

Yun Qiuhong nodded; although there was a lot to handle immediately after returning, it was still necessary to go home and visit her parents.

After her marriage, most of her professional focus was in Hai City, and since home was spacious, her family spent most of their time living at the Yun Family residence.

In recent years, she intended to expand her career to the Capital City, frequently traveling between the two places.

Yun Qiuce drove, with Yun Qiuhong and Yun Qi sitting in the back.

Yun Qiuhong still had her laptop on her lap, typing away busily on the keyboard, not acknowledging the little niece she had just met ten minutes ago sitting beside her.

Unable to hold back, Yun Qiuce started chatting, "Sis, why is that Fang Yue’s family causing trouble?"

"Because when he was first admitted, our doctors said it wasn’t serious and he’d be discharged in a while."

"And then?"

"He stayed for three months without improvement; do you think the family wouldn’t be anxious?"

Yun Qiuce sneered, surprised that the second sister could even understand the patients’ families so well.

"So you’re saying your hospital isn’t up to par?" He looked as if he were asking for a beating.

Yun Qiuhong raised her eyes and glanced at her brother, "All the doctors at our hospital are highly recruited specialists; if he can’t get better here, he won’t get better anywhere else."

Feeling annoyed, Yun Qiuhong shut her laptop with a snap.

Yun Qiuce consoled, "Sis, take it easy, you’ll always encounter such patients everywhere, who treat doctors like gods, thinking that by coming to you, you have to cure them..."

"That’s not it. Although Fang Yue’s family lacks manners, he himself isn’t bad; after all, he’s the only scholarly person to come from his family line, with a PhD..." Yun Qiuhong was idly chatting with her brother.

A sweet and childish voice suddenly interjected, "Why would a PhD want to kill someone?"

"???" Yun Qiuhong was startled, turning to look at the little niece beside her, "Kill someone?"

"His illness not getting better has nothing to do with you, aunt. He’s facing retribution, deservedly so."

Yun Qiuhong’s face twitched, her expression slightly unpleasant, "Who taught you these things, babbling about retribution at such a young age, are these words for you to say?"

Yun Qiuce sensed his sister’s anger and quickly explained, "Sis, Yun Qi is really good at this. If she says so, she must have her reasons, right Qi?"

"Good at it?" Yun Qiuhong recalled an incident and asked, "I heard Yun Ying going abroad to study was related to you. You’re only five years old and just came back, yet you’ve already stirred up the household; is this what you call skill?"

Yun Qi shrugged indifferently; she had sensed her aunt’s unclear iffy attitude toward her from the first meeting.

She guessed it had something to do with Yun Ying, as before she returned, Yun Ying was the only girl in the family.

Aunt had given birth to three sons and must have longed for a daughter, and since that wish wasn’t fulfilled, she transferred that longing onto a niece.

Although Yun Qi is also a niece, she wasn’t around from a young age and couldn’t compare to Yun Ying.

If Yun Ying had said this, the aunt would surely have thought she was amazing and naturally accepted her words.

But Yun Qi didn’t mind; the five-year-old child was not saddened or self-reproaching due to the hostility of elders, shrugging, "If aunt doesn’t believe it, then don’t. Anyway, his illness won’t get better."

Yun Qiuhong’s brows furrowed deeper, the annoyance in her heart reaching its peak, and after a long silence, she finally said, "I will certainly cure his illness."

As soon as they got home, the Old Master and the Old Lady noticed Yun Qiuhong’s low mood.

"Let’s eat first." The Old Master waved his hand dismissively.

But Yun Qiuce, who couldn’t read the room, wouldn’t stop talking throughout the meal.

"Today Qi was super amazing, she directly deduced where Lei Wanchun was, and indeed, that’s where they caught the Armored Beast."

"What’s an Armored Beast?" Yun Kuang asked.

"It’s an Object Demon!" the Old Master interrupted impatiently, "A tool that has cultivated to become a spirit, possessing spiritual sense and spells."

"Dad..." Yun Qiuhong had been eating silently, occasionally exchanging words with the Old Lady, but now she couldn’t help herself.

She didn’t know why the atmosphere in the family had changed with just the addition of Yun Qi.

The family’s conversation at the dining table revolved around the Little Dumpling; of course, with the youngest niece home, the family being intrigued for a few days was understandable.

But she couldn’t accept a little girl becoming the central figure of the entire extended family, as if without her, meals weren’t as enjoyable.

Even in the past, although Yun Ying, as the only girl in the family, received a lot of attention, she never had this sort of attention as if surrounded by stars.

"Hmm?" The Old Master turned, looking at his daughter in surprise.

"Let’s talk about Yun Ying. Why is it that she suddenly goes abroad, wasn’t she doing well studying in Hai City?" Her words brought the dining table’s lively and relaxed atmosphere to a sudden drop.

The Old Master chuckled, "Yun Ying is doing well. I video-called her a few days ago, and she’s already adapted to life abroad. Let’s not talk about her today..."

"Why not talk about her? Brother," Yun Qiuhong turned to look at Yun Qiucheng, her eyes filled with accusation, "You’re her father, and even when she and sister-in-law were forced abroad, you said nothing, can still eat well."

Yun Qiucheng lost his appetite at her words, wiping his mouth with a napkin, "I have nothing to say, I love my wife and daughter, but wrong is wrong, going abroad is also good for them."

"What did they do wrong?" Yun Qiuhong slammed her bowl down hard, "You all protect Yun Qi. Do you even know what she’s learning now? Today at the hospital, a perfectly good patient, a young university professor, was called a murderer by her..."

Yun Qiuhong’s voice was firm and clear, with a sense of righteous indignation.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the dining room quickly turned cold and oppressive.

Yun Qiuce still holding his rice bowl, turned his head and whispered, "Qi, did that guy really kill someone?"

Yun Qi nodded, her eyes bright.

Yun Kuang pressed his hand on his uncle’s head, annoyed he was blocking the view, and curiously asked, "Wow, a promising young talent, seems like education doesn’t equal virtue."

Even the always aloof Yun Zhao frowned and asked, "Whom did he kill, how come the police haven’t discovered it?"

Yun Qiucheng reached out a hand to tap his eldest son’s head lightly, "Don’t use bad language around Qi, what if she picks up bad habits?"

The Old Lady and the Old Master exchanged glances, "Tsk tsk, it takes all kinds to make a world."

Yun Qiuhong: ...

Things didn’t go as she’d imagined.

She thought everyone would doubt, question, and condemn.

However, everyone immediately acknowledged Yun Qi’s words, as if whatever she said couldn’t possibly be wrong.

Yun Qiuhong stood up heavily, feeling she couldn’t stay in this house; everyone was crazy.

Returning to her room, Yun Qiuhong sulked for a while, but curiosity ultimately got the better of her, and she turned on her computer and typed in Fang Yue’s name, only to find there really was a murder case.