When Nong Yao put the vegetables in the pan, he suddenly thought of something.
Seeing him rush in with a spatula and a knife, he pointed at Mr. Qio angrily.
"No way! Old man, you're playing me!"
Qio Yu Xuan blinked, "What am I playing at?"
"You said you were giving me a chance to vent, to sort Chen Xiaoqian out for me, but when I think it over, it's not right. Aren't you sending me over to be the babysitter for that four-eyed creepy girl?!"
Ding dong! Correct!
Mr. Qio looked righteous, "No way! Do I look like that kind of person?"
"Yes!"
Nong Yao gritted his teeth, he had been inadvertently outsmarted by this old man, but only because he was a half-step slow to react.
"I'm just considering the bigger picture. Your junior sister's condition isn't quite right now, and she can't learn such negative things. I've chosen some fun cases for her to entertain the mind of a pregnant woman, like this necrophilia case, and the psychological analysis of a serial gut-ripper..."
