Chapter 47: Is It Going to Drag On and On Without End?

Pei Yanlin snatched the apple right out of Bai Qianzhou’s hand to stop her from eating any more, and conveniently grabbed her phone to add Bai Jingcheng on WeChat.

Watching Pei Yanlin’s actions, Bai Qianzhou muttered inwardly: she didn't even use this app often, what was the point of adding him?

When Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu returned, they were followed by two identical-looking boys.

"Yanhui, Yanxing, you're back. Come and meet your older sister." Seeing them, Pei Yanlin hurriedly called them over.

Along the way, Pei Hexuan and Bai Lu had already told them they had an older sister. Now, seeing Bai Qianzhou, although they knew who she was, they were a bit shy and didn't dare to greet her.

Bai Qianzhou looked up at them, and when her eyes landed on one of the boys, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Perhaps feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, that boy hid behind the other one.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yanlin noticed that Bai Qianzhou kept staring at Pei Yanxing and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"Nothing." Bai Qianzhou snapped out of it and averted her gaze.

"Alright, whatever you have to say, let's talk after dinner. Let's eat first. Yanhui, Yanxing, go wash your hands." Bai Lu said with a smile. As Pei Yanhui and Pei Yanxing went to wash their hands, Bai Qianzhou remained silent, staring at Pei Yanxing with a frown.

During dinner, Bai Qianzhou’s bowl and utensils were made of silver. Fearing that she might break them again and end up unhappy, Pei Hexuan had gone ahead and bought sturdy silver chopsticks and bowls that wouldn't easily break.

Although she was glad her tableware wouldn't break easily, Bai Qianzhou was currently looking at the bowl of plain white congee in front of her with a resentful expression.

"Why this?" Naturally knowing whose handiwork this was, Bai Qianzhou turned to glare at Pei Yanlin.

"You can't blame me for this. The doctor said you can only have plain congee for the next two days. Just bear with it and drink up," Pei Yanlin said with a beaming smile as he pushed the bowl of congee closer to her.

Bai Qianzhou gritted her teeth. "Should I be thanking you right now?"

"You're welcome. Don't look at me like that, I'm just following doctor's orders for your own good. Once your throat heals, I'll have the housekeeper make you something delicious."

Seeing the smile on Pei Yanlin’s face, Bai Qianzhou really wanted to splash the entire bowl of congee right across it.

But she couldn't waste food!

So infuriating!

"That person doesn't even want to talk to you, yet you keep babbling on and on endlessly. Are you annoying or what?" Unable to vent her anger on Pei Yanlin, Bai Qianzhou still had an outlet.

With a flick of her wrist, a chopstick flew out and embedded itself deeply into the wooden kitchen doorframe, piercing a full three-tenths of its length into the wood.

Pei Yanhui only felt a cold draft brush past his side and shivered involuntarily.

Pei Yanxing, however, looked in shock at the female ghost who had been pierced by the chopstick and pinned to the door. The ghost was hanging there, crimson tears streaming down her face in loud, pattering drops.

This ghost had been following him for several days now, constantly whispering into his ears about how exhausting life was and how she wanted to die.

Having had experiences in the past where speaking up yielded no belief from others, he had never mentioned this to anyone else.

Towards this female ghost, he could only pretend not to see her and ignore everything she said, yet he had never been able to shake her off, and her words had indeed begun to affect him.

He hadn't figured out how to resolve this yet, but he never expected that this female ghost would actually be scared to tears by this older sister he was meeting for the very first time—and crying so pitifully at that.

Pei Hexuan, Bai Lu, and the others were badly startled by Bai Qianzhou’s sudden move. Judging by her tone, there was something else in the room!

"If you keep blabbering and make a mess of the floor, I'll twist your head right off!" Bai Qianzhou gave her a cold glance, slurped down the rest of her congee, and slammed the bowl back onto the dining table with a sharp clatter.