Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 199 Other People’s Children

It was a long, long time since Ai Luoluo met Qiu Yinxue again.

The young man sat on top of the courtyard wall, holding his chin with one hand, raising his head and looking down. His long white hair fell to the ground along the wall.

"You guys are quite happy." Qiu Yinxue glanced at Ai Luoluo, who casually threw the melon rinds all over the floor, with an incomprehensible expression.

Ai Luoluo didn't speak, and continued to eat melon at a steady pace. In the spacious thatched shed at the back, the fire was burning brightly under the stove, and a black-haired young man in plain clothes was sweating profusely, stirring the boiling water in the stone pot.

Soup, lowered his head and murmured to himself.

"There is too much soup... I need to add some vegetables... No, the bottom of the pot is going to be mushy... I need to add more water..."

The black-haired young man held a wooden spoon in one hand and a water ladle in the other. He glanced at the recipes on the stove from time to time, and also paid some attention to the restless flames at his feet.

"No...the fire is too strong, we need to add water quickly..."

His voice was extremely audible, soft and clear, like a gurgling stream in the mountains. He was clearly in a hurry, but it made the onlookers unable to feel the slightest irritation in their hearts.

Seeing the black-haired young man trying to add water to the pot again, Ai Luoluo helplessly raised his forehead: "This pot of stew has almost turned into three pots of stew. You are lucky, you can stay and eat again later."

"You said this was stew?"

In another world, Ai Luoluo's life has stopped at the seventeenth year since his birth.

"Because they were greedy for wealth that did not belong to them, they, I mean the parents who gave birth to me in that world, chose to give up their children to others."

She gave her biological daughter to the mother who had broken up with her as the heir to the Ai family.

"It's easy for us to stop talking when you're like this."

"It's really a polite way of saying to give someone your hand."

Qiu Yinxue thought for a while, but did not say what was in her heart, she just listened quietly.

"That's right...but..."

Just as Ai Luoluo knew what he would say, he also clearly knew what kind of past the girl around him had.

"You think it is, it is."

Ai Luoluo is the child of the Wen family, but she does not share the same surname as the Wen family. The young and impulsive Mrs. Wen did a very irrational thing.

"Compared with last time, you have changed a lot, but you don't seem to have changed at all."

Life and relationships were all completely lost in a cold accident.

"Mother, since I can't meet your expectations no matter what, let this child stay with you."

On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, she bid farewell to that world in a unique way.

"What you want to gain, you have to pay for. Don't you already understand this truth?"

The young man shook his head and chose to change the topic.

There was regret in the young man's clear and clear voice. As for what was behind the unfinished words, Ai Luoluo didn't understand.

In that world, the Ai family's family status could no longer be described as wealthy, but had unparalleled power and status from beginning to end. But under the temptation and drive of power, why did Mrs. Wen, who failed to pass the heir examination, give in? She had no choice but to

He focused on his newborn child.

"You have a new body and a family, which is really surprising."

Ai Luoluo's face was very calm. She didn't say any angry words, but simply stated a fact that had long passed.

The surprise in Qiu Yinxue's eyes was clearly visible to Ai Luoluo. She didn't even miss the slight envy hidden behind the exclamation tone, so she nodded lightly and shook her head.

Looking at Ai Luoluo, who looked at her like a fool, Qiu Yinxue began to wonder if she had really become stupid, or if there were just more things that she couldn't understand.

"What are you talking about? If there's anything to talk about, don't talk if we can't keep talking. It's already good to give you a bite." Ai Luoluo knocked on the melon at hand and narrowed her eyes slightly, "This is my home, so of course we are the ones talking

It’s up to you.”

Three parts anger, three parts resentment, and three parts frustration.

"I would like to see how outstanding she will become under your personal guidance."

It's even more inhumane.

In this way, Ai Luoluo became a child of the Ai family.

She is someone else's child.

(End of chapter)