This is the bustling entrance of a tavern where it's not good to talk too much. Cui Qingrou was concerned about her nephew, and Mo Qingze had his own matters to attend to. After exchanging a few pleasantries, they went their separate ways.
At this moment, nobody knew that this chance encounter was the beginning of their fates intertwining.
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Liu Yang Village Mo's Family.
"Mmm, this is delicious, your family's food is so good!"
Seventh Master Cui, the chief culprit who had thrown the entire Cui family into chaos, sat at the big round table at Mo's Family, wolfing down the food with great relish.
Having run away from the Cui family for several hours, Cui Pingan had barely eaten anything. Before the Mo's Family had even finished cooking, he was already drooling at the kitchen door.
