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Chapter 895: 221: She died!_5
Moreover, she was very fond of Little Ni Yun.
She always held Little Ni Yun in her arms.
"Little Yunyun, do you want to eat an orange?"
"No." Little Ni Yun shook her head, "Aunt Granny, I want to eat candy, red strawberry candy."
"Okay." Zheng Suyu smiled and said, "Aunt Granny will peel it for you."
Little Ni Yun, like all children, was addicted to sugar, resulting in some bad teeth. She was trying to quit sugar recently.
Just as Ni Cuihua was about to stop her, Shangguan Dehui raised his hand to press down Ni Cuihua’s hand, whispering, "Aunt Suyu loves children too, one little piece of candy won’t hurt. Later tonight, let her brush her teeth."
"Okay then." Ni Cuihua nodded her head.
Seeing that her parents had no reaction, Little Ni Yun boldly said, "Aunt Granny, I want one more candy!"
"Sure!" Zheng Suyu said with a beaming smile, "Our Little Yunyun can have as much candy as she wants."
"Aunt Granny, you are so nice!" Little Ni Yun kissed Zheng Suyu, then asked, "Aunt Granny, will you take me to the street tomorrow to buy Candied Hawthorn, please?"
Just then, a soft voice rang out nearby, "How about I make you a stir-fried bamboo shoots with shredded pork right now?"
Little Ni Yun was startled and quickly said, "Sister is back! Sister, I was just joking with Aunt Granny! I don’t like Candied Hawthorn at all, they are spicy, not tasty! Not tasty at all!"
The person who spoke was indeed Ni Yang, and although Ni Yang usually liked Little Ni Yun very much, whenever Little Ni Yun made a mistake, Ni Yang would not hesitate to scold her.
Little Ni Yun’s favorite person was Ni Yang, but also the person she feared the most.
"Sister, hold me." Little Ni Yun carefully tugged at Ni Yang’s sleeve.
Ni Yang let out a soft chuckle then said, "You’re not allowed to eat candy in the future, otherwise you won’t be able to keep your teeth! Sister is feeling a bit unwell today, so I can’t hold you." n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
Hearing Ni Yang say she was unwell, a pleased look flashed in Zheng Lingling’s eyes.
It was just a matter of today.
As long as Zheng Suyu didn’t mess up tonight, Ni Yang was going to meet the King of Hell.
Upon this thought, Zheng Lingling picked up the tea from the table, took a small sip, and felt extremely satisfied.
Concluding her words, Ni Yang continued, "But I brought you a gift, guess what it is?"
"It’s candy!" Little Ni Yun suddenly got excited.
"I wish!"
On hearing this, Little Ni Yun’s smile immediately vanished from her face, as she pitifully said, "Candy isn’t tasty at all, it’s spicy!"
Like a magician, Ni Yang seemed to conjure a bunch of fresh lotus flowers and lotus pods from behind her.
"Wow! So beautiful!" Little Ni Yun immediately forgot all the unpleasantness, and took the lotus in both hands, "So fragrant!"
Zheng Xianjing was sitting on the sofa across from them.
Watching the adorable Little Ni Yun, she found it difficult to control her emotions, feeling an urge to strangle her to death.
This feeling was strange, as if every cell in her body was screaming.
Strangle her!
Strangle her!
Apart from jealousy, it was a pure desire to strangle her!
Once Ni Yang was dead, she definitely planned to find a way to personally strangle the little wretch!
Zheng Xianjing narrowed her eyes, and under the light, a sinister gleam reflected in the depths of her eyes.
Zheng Suyu looked at Ni Yang’s pale face and felt a wave of guilt rise within her.
She had let Ni Yang down.
Zheng Suyu tightly clutched the cushion on the sofa, her knuckles turning so white they were devoid of any color.
Ni Yang sat on the sofa peeling lotus seeds for Little Ni Yun. After a while, she handed the lotus pod to Ni Cuihua and stood up, "Mom, I’m going to go upstairs to sleep for a bit. Call me when it’s time to eat."
Ni Cuihua looked at Ni Yang, "Yangyang, you look quite ill, are you sure you don’t need to go to the Hospital?"
"No need," Ni Yang smiled and said, "If there’s really a problem, I can just prescribe some medicine for myself to take. Mom, don’t worry."
Saying this, Ni Yang headed upstairs.
Zheng Suyu watched Ni Yang’s retreating figure, the feeling of guilt in her eyes deepening.
At dinner time, Ni Cuihua called out several times before Ni Yang came down from upstairs.
Her complexion was even worse than before she went up, not only pale but also showing intense weariness, yawning repeatedly, as if she could never sleep well enough.
"Yangyang, you should go upstairs to rest, and I’ll have someone bring up your meal," suggested Old Master Zheng.
Ni Yang waved her hands, "No need, Grandpa, I’m not that delicate."
During the meal, Zheng Suyu ate without tasting the food.
