Seeing Mu Zichuan's eyes resting on Zhou Xia's body, completely ignoring her own existence, Yang Ruolan was so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth.

She suppressed her anger, turned her head and said to Zhou Xia: "Didn't you just say you were going to the toilet? Give me the soup, and you go quickly!"

She was arrogant and arrogant, as if she was a superior young lady.

But Zhou Xia is a girl.

Seeing Yang Ruolan's look in Mu Zichuan's eyes, he frowned slightly.

Zhou Xia, however, was not annoyed at all. She nodded slightly, handed the basket to Yang Ruolan, turned around and left quickly.

Here, Yang Ruolan sent Zhou Xia away and breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around and smiled at Muzichuan.

"Brother Zichuan, let's go inside quickly and drink soup?"

Mu Zichuan shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you can take it back and drink it yourself."

After saying this, he turned around and returned to the west room.

Yang Ruolan followed in.

"Brother Zichuan, Lan'er has stewed this soup for a long time. You have to taste it a few times anyway? Otherwise Lan'er will be sad..."

She pouted, acting like a coquettish girl like Mu Zichuan.

Muzichuan didn't even look at it, and sat down behind the desk expressionlessly.

Yang Ruolan followed over and took out the bowl from the bamboo basket.

He grabbed the book from his hand and put it aside.

"Grandma and Auntie both said that studying consumes your brain, so you have to take a few sips of this soup!"

She said coquettishly.

Muzichuan didn't like the smell of makeup when she came closer.

Hearing her mention that this was what his mother and Ga Po wanted, he compromised.

"Just have a few sips," he said.

"OK!"

Yang Ruolan happily opened the bowl on top and placed the soup and spoon in front of him.

Mu Zichuan picked up the spoon, took a sip and tasted it.

"How does it taste?" she asked.

He nodded and said truthfully: "Not bad."

Yang Ruolan beamed.

"I asked the chef of the restaurant in town for a pack of seasonings to enhance the flavor and put them in the soup to add freshness!"

She said excitedly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mu Zichuan suddenly threw away his spoon.

Holding his throat with both hands, he leaned over and coughed violently.

Yang Ruolan was startled, "Brother Zichuan, what's wrong with you? Are you choked?"

The movement here was transmitted to the west room opposite.

"Zichuan, what's wrong with you? Why are you coughing so hard?"

Widow Liu, Luo Daye, and Zhou Xia all rushed in after hearing the sound.

Mu Zichuan was still coughing, holding his throat with both hands, and his handsome face turned red.

Yang Ruolan stood aside at a loss.

Widow Liu became anxious, rushed over and pushed Yang Ruolan away, then slapped Mu Zichuan hard on the back.

"Cough cough cough..."

A black thing coughed out from Muzichuan's mouth.

It fell to the ground, black and about the size of a fingernail.

Luo Daye's sharp eyes bent down to take a look and exclaimed: "Oh my God, isn't this a little cockroach!"

"What?"

Widow Liu looked over and saw that it was true!

Muzichuan saw clearly that what he coughed up was a cockroach, and his stomach churns.

Pushing Widow Liu away, she rushed towards the corner over there, retching and feeling dizzy.

Here, Widow Liu thought of something and picked up the spoon in the rib soup bowl on the table and stirred it.

Then he scooped out two small cockroaches from it.

"Ah? There are so many cockroaches, mother, I'm so scared!"

Zhou Xia exclaimed and almost collapsed to the ground in fright.

Fortunately, Luo Daye helped him.

Here, Widow Liu's eyes were on fire as she stared at the dumbfounded Yang Ruolan beside her.

"You're such a vicious and vicious girl, you're going to harm my family, Zichuan, like this!"

"You said, you killed my family Zichuan, what benefits can you get?" Widow Liu shouted angrily.

Yang Ruolan shook her head in horror, her pretty face turned pale with fright.

"Auntie, I didn't, I didn't release cockroaches..."

"You didn't let go? Where did these cockroaches come from?"

"I don't know, I really don't know..."

Yang Ruolan was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears.

Suddenly remembering something, she pointed at Zhou Xia: "It's Zhou Xia, she must have done something..."

At this time, Zhou Xia looked like she was scared by cockroaches and had not yet recovered.

When she heard Yang Ruolan's words, she burst into tears.

"Sister Lan'er, how could you bury Tai Xia'er like this?"

"Xia'er kindly helped you carry the basket, and then you sent her to the toilet. I never touched the mouth of the bowl."

"Mu Zichuan and I had no grudges in the past, so why should I harm him?" Zhou Xia cried and asked Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan said: "Who are you if it's not you? Could it be me?"

Luo Da'e said: "You are the one who wants to catch the thief!"

"My Xia'er has been timid since she was little. She is most afraid of snakes, insects, rats, and ants. She would have fainted from fear if I hadn't helped her just now."

Yang Ruolan was so angry that she laughed instead.

"Why should I call him "Catch the Thief?" She said.

"Even if you are a fool, you wouldn't put cockroaches in the soup you make!"

Luo Da'e curled her lips: "Who knows, maybe you have a grudge against the old Mu family. I haven't welcomed you to the house after we got engaged, so you have a grudge in your heart..."

Yang Ruolan was speechless and her face turned red.

When the eldest lady loses her temper, her ladylike demeanor goes out the window.

She pointed at Zhou Xia with a trembling hand and cursed in a high-pitched voice: "You are telling lies with your eyes open. You are the cockroach you let go. Do you dare to do it and dare not admit it? It will kill the whole family..."

Zhou Xia burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "If Sister Lan'er doesn't believe it, I will die to make my determination clear!"

After saying these words, Zhou Xia turned around and bumped towards the corner of Mu Zichuan's desk.

Everyone was shocked.

Fortunately, at the last moment, a figure rushed over and grabbed Zhou Xia.

"I believe you!"

The person who spoke was Mu Zichuan.

Zhou Xia raised her tearful eyes and looked pitifully at Mu Zichuan, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

Here, Yang Ruolan saw Mu Zichuan and Zhou Xia looking at each other 'affectionately'.

Angry to the point of madness.

"Zhou Xia, you bitch, you are trying to trick me and I will tear your face apart!"

Yang Ruolan screamed and rushed towards Zhou Xia.

Zhou Xia looked horrified, "Brother Zichuan, save me!"

She hid behind Mu Zichuan.

At the same time, Mu Zichuan picked up the bowl of pork rib soup on the table and poured it on Yang Ruolan.

"Get out!"

Muzichuan drank coldly.

Yang Ruolan lowered her head and looked at the soup dripping down her lake blue dress, dumbfounded.

"Muzichuan, I am your fiancée, and you believe her instead of me?"

Yang Ruolan felt cold in her heart as she asked every word.

Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruolan coldly: "You can just hurt me, why should you wrongly accuse innocent people?"

Yang Ruolan twitched her lips and sneered.

"Okay, very good, Zhou Xia, I'm not done with you!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruolan turned around, covered her face and ran away crying.

Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruolan's running figure, still angry.

Zhou Xia stood up from behind Mu Zichuan, crying with guilt and uneasiness on her face.

"Auntie, brother Zichuan, it's my fault for irritating sister Lan'er..."

"I'm going to get her back and apologize to her."

Zhou Xia turned around to chase Yang Ruolan.
Chapter completed!