Maybe.

The magic fish didn’t think too much. It lay back in Mr. Mo’s hand and continued to rest.

Mr. Mo’s eyes were moist now. He had waited for this moment when he came to Pei Siyang’s new residence for hundreds of years.

“You will have time to get touched in the future. Go ahead!”

Bai Hao patted Mr. Mo’s arm to comfort him, pulled his suitcase and left first.

Mr. Mo wiped his tears and quickly followed.

“Xi Que, I’m so hungry!”

Jiang Sheng feebly shouted after entering the hall.

But Xi Que didn’t come out after a while.

“Xi Que?”

Jiang Sheng on Pei Siyang’s back shouted again.

‘Did she run away when we weren’t here?’

Jiang Sheng pulled a long face. Xi Que was good at roasting fish. Without her, no one would roast fish for him!

“You’re back, Madam.”

A servant hurriedly rushed out to greet her and lowered his head to Pei Siyang.

“Where’s Xi Que?” Jiang Sheng asked.

The servant hurriedly replied, “Xi Que said she had something to deal with at home and would come back tomorrow.”

‘It turns out that she has gone home! I thought she had run away.’

“I’m hungry. Is there any food at home?” Jiang Sheng, who climbed down from the back of Pei Siyang, asked as he rubbed his stomach.

The servant felt embarrassed.

The chef hadn’t returned since he kidnapped Jiang Sheng last time.

It was Xi Que who had cooked recently. Others couldn’t cook, but just did the cleaning.

“If you don’t mind, I’ll make the food!”

Mr. Mo gave the magic fish to Bai Hao. In an instant, three more his bodies showed up, one after another standing with sleeves lifted and waiting for Jiang Sheng’s orders.

Jiang Sheng was confused about what was going on, so he could only nod dully.

“Then, Madam, please sit for a while. I’ll finish it soon.”

Mr. Mos walked into the kitchen. In a short while, the sound of cutting ingredients and cooking came out.

Jiang Sheng stared at the kitchen in a daze and said, “What the hell? How many Mr. Mos are there?”

“Of course only one. Those are clones created by Mr. Mo with magic,” Bai Hao explained to Jiang Sheng with a smile.

“Wow, that’s amazing!”

Jiang Sheng finally saw the horror of this world.

“So I said it would be good for you if Mr. Mo took care of you.”

‘He did say that before. I thought Bai Hao lied to me to help Mr. Mo before. But it seems true.’

‘The old man is a fount of wisdom. Isn’t it a good explanation for the above-mentioned?’

Jiang Sheng cursed in his heart. But now he knew that Mr. Mo was more useful than a few men when he went out with him.

After more than 10 minutes, Mr. Mo prepared a table of appetizing dishes. Jiang Sheng drooled and threw Pei Siyang off to eat.

Pei Siyang was naturally angry, but seeing Jiang Sheng engrossed in eating, he suppressed his temper. He entered the dining room, sat down beside Jiang Sheng and ate silently.

Seeing Pei Siyang eating his food, Mr. Mo began to feel hot in the eyes again and turned his head to wipe his tears.

Although Pei Siyang kept silent, he still felt something when he ate the food he hadn’t eaten for a long time.

Because Lan Bai’s cooking was taught by Mr. Mo. His food tasted like this.

Pei Siyang subconsciously sniffed, his sealed memories flooding into his mind again.

Jiang Sheng looked down with a heavy heart. He probably knew that Pei Siyang was thinking of Lan Bai. Otherwise, he wouldn’t wear that expression.

‘You’re Lan Bai now! It’s not a big deal.’

Jiang Sheng cheered himself up, but he still looked a little sad.

He knew that he was the reincarnation of Lan Bai, but he also knew that they were different, anyway. They just had the same soul but their memories were different.

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