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Chapter 4893: In The Remaining Lifetime (73)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Little Bean was a quirky girl, and she usually had a lot of ideas.

That was why she had suggested that they slap each other, even if it meant beating each other to death.

The others almost burst out laughing when they heard that…

Although Brother Tao was extremely unwilling, he was helpless. He was especially afraid of the sticky bomb in the little girl’s hands.

He was so scared that he quickly reached out to slap the other party…

After a while, their faces were swollen as they kept exchanging slaps.

It was only after these two were done that their anger was relieved…

As they were walking back, Pudding’s leg was accidentally cut by glass.

Although she kept saying she was fine, everyone was still worried sick.

They sent Pudding to South Side and did a full-body checkup. Then, Little Bean even bandaged the wound herself.

After a while, the sky was completely bright.

The group of seven did not have any intention of going home. Instead, they went to have breakfast.

This time, it was Qin Guoguo who foot the bill. In order not to take the same path as before and cause less trouble, Qin Guoguo brought everyone to a very high-class, Hong Kong-style breakfast store. The breakfast alone cost five to six thousand yuan.

During dinner, Little Bean even took a photo of her sister’s bandaged foot.

She posted on her Moments…

— Had a fight during supper and elder sister accidentally injured herself. My heart aches for her.

Not only did she post this on her WeChat friend circle, but she also took the opportunity while Pudding was in the bathroom to ask Qiao Yuanyuan to hack Pudding’s phone password.

The same photo was posted on Pudding’s WeChat friend circle.

She even wrote on purpose—”The queen is injured and will have three days off. I don’t want anyone to disturb me. I don’t want anyone to look for me.”

Once this was posted, her WeChat Moments exploded.

The first people to react were the elders.

Qin Chu only sent one emoji, it was a heartbroken emoji. It was obvious how much the father loved his daughter.

Huo Mian: “Pudding, is your injury serious? I’ll check on you when you get back.”

Lu Yan: “Pudding, I can’t believe you’re injured. Wait for me to take revenge for you and kill those trash people.”

Zhu Lingling: “Oh god, my darling, why are you hurt?”

Gao Ran: “Is it serious, Pudding? Did you go to the hospital?”

Zhixin: “What happened to Pudding? Who caused it?”

Bella: “Pudding, are you home?”

Jiang Xiaowei: “Pudding, what happened? Why is she hurt?”

Pudding was confused by all the replies.

After reading the post, her face turned cold.

“Who posted it?”

Little Bean immediately lowered her head and pretended to be dead.

Pudding’s face darkened. “With Little Bean’s IQ, she can’t unlock my phone. Which one of you helped her?”

Pudding was smart enough to know that her stupid sister wasn’t that good.

Some guru must have made a move. She didn’t know if it was Boyuan, Guoguo, or the Qiao sisters.

Qiao Yuanyuan swallowed her saliva in fear and pointed at Little Bean. “Big Sis, I didn’t do it on purpose. Second Sis asked me to hack it.”

“Hey, Qiao Yuanyuan, how can you betray me like this?” Little Bean exploded.

“I’m afraid Big Sis will be mad at me…”

“Sis, I’m doing this for your own good. You have been busy with your coming-of-age ceremony these days, why don’t you take a break?” Little Bean giggled.

“Qin Mumu, if you dare touch my phone again, I’ll chop off your dog paws.”

Pudding picked up her phone and deleted the post, not forgetting to send another message.

— That was my sister joking using my phone just now. Everyone, don’t take it seriously.

Inside the Wei Family’s private villa.

Wei Liao went to work early and traveled to the airport early in the morning to pick up clients.

Wei Yunchu and Jiang Xiaowei were at home. The maid had prepared an exquisite Chinese breakfast and the mother and son were eating porridge.

Jiang Xiaowei showed her son her phone.

“Seems like Pudding got injured last night.”

Wei Yunchu’s hand, holding the milk, paused at an instant.