Chapter 388: Origin of The Mysterious Meeting

A crisp sound echoed around the kitchen where Qian Ye was busily working. She had accidentally broken a bowl, which resulted in a burst of scolding: "Little brat, how can you be so careless? How many bowls have you broken now?"

"The fifth one!" Qian Ye's voice was barely audible, and she kept her head down to avoid the angry gaze of others.

"You aren't allowed any food tonight. Go back to your room and stay there. I don't want to see you right now." Upon hearing the angry command, Qian Ye held back her tears, and ran out of the kitchen, wiping away the tears that wouldn't stop falling as she ran.

Come nighttime, Qian Ye sat in the dim room, her frail body hugging her legs tightly. The rumbling noise in her stomach made her feel even worse.

Just then, Qian Feng came back, and with a smile, ran over to Qian Ye. She took an apple out from her sleeve and handed it to her.

Qian Ye was stunned, and asked, "Qian Feng, where did you get this apple from?"