However, she found it strange that she didn't feel repulsed by Su Mo; rather, she felt a sense of warmth and familiarity about her.
Would Dull Mo know not to bite her...?
Seeing her approval, Su Mo became even happier, and quickly ladled out the soup. One bowl was for Senior Madame Mo, another for Luo Qiangwei, "Here, Qiangwei, try this... Auntie's cooking skills."
Luo Qiangwei's mouth watered at the sight of the Lotus Seed and Pork Heart Soup, but the thought of Mo Shiche being battered by Mo Qingshan made her lose her appetite. Just as she was about to refuse, Senior Madame Mo patted her hand, "Qiangwei, have a bit, your Aunt Su has good intentions."
Luo Qiangwei didn't want to seem too opposed, so she took it and thanked her. She ate a few symbolic spoonfuls, but the next second, a wave of nausea surged up—
Her complexion changed, and she hastily set down her bowl and rushed to the washroom.
