As night fell deeper, Qi Siran felt no sign of drowsiness at all.
Qi Siran suddenly sat up in bed. Then she took out her phone, typed out a text message and sent it.
[Qi Siran: Keep an eye on my mom's movements. It'd be best to hire a private detective to follow her. I want to know all her whereabouts.]
On the other side, Wen Zhi was dancing in a bar. When she saw Qi Siran's sudden and crazy text message, she couldn't help swearing.
"What the hell is she up to? Why does she have to follow her?"
Before Wen Zhi could finish her complaint, a big hand wrapped around her slender waist. So she could only reply with a "Okay" on her phone and then threw herself back into the dance floor.
After all, she still relied on Qi Siran for money!
She couldn't afford to offend Qi Siran.
Qi Siran was thinking about what Mrs. Qi had said to her that day.
She was extremely eager to get information about the real daughter of the Qi family.
Because she needed this to judge whether she could continue to receive so much favor in this family.
After all, she didn't want to end up like Wen Zhi.
Just thinking about that stupid woman, Qi Siran couldn't help curling her lips. The smile on her face was full of sarcasm.
A stupid woman like that could only be used by her.
As it turned out, although Wen Zhi had objections to Qi Siran's actions, she had no choice but to obey her obediently.
Early the next morning, Wen Zhi found two private detectives to follow Mrs. Qi.
Mrs. Qi seemed unaware. She went about her business as usual and even took time to go to the company.
After receiving the photos taken by the private detectives, Qi Siran replied with a few words.
[Qi Siran: Keep going.]
She didn't believe that Mrs. Qi could really resist the urge to talk to the real daughter of the Qi family.
She must have been going crazy trying to hold back for so long just to avoid being discovered by her!
Just thinking about this, a hint of cruelty flashed across Qi Siran's eyes.
Qi Siran could feel that her mother's love for her was fading.
Ever since the last time she refused to break off the engagement with Shao Yinan, Mrs. Qi had become more and more dissatisfied with her.
In her mother's eyes, she was probably just an immature child who would throw tantrums at any time.
But her mother never bothered to figure out why her love for her had suddenly diminished so much.
Just thinking about this, Qi Siran felt a pang of pain in her heart.
After all, before Wen Yin showed up, her mother had doted on her so much.
She would get whatever she wanted. But a newcomer could easily break the bond between them.
Later, Qi Siran figured it out.
Since their relationship was so fragile, there was no point in trying to maintain it.
If she hadn't heard that Mrs. Qi had found the real daughter of the Qi family, Qi Siran wouldn't have bothered to get along well with her.
What Qi Siran wanted wasn't the worthless family affection, but the supreme status and power.
If others found out that she was just an unfavored fake daughter in the end.
Even if the Qi family was at the top of the wealthy families, it wouldn't matter.
The name Qi Siran would become a laughingstock and be worthless.
And Qi Siran would never allow such a thing to happen.
She wouldn't allow it!
The tracking was going smoothly. Mrs. Qi seemed unaware and went about her daily business as usual.
Seeing that she still hadn't met the real daughter, Qi Siran couldn't help feeling a bit anxious.
Wen Yin had been extremely busy recently. After communicating with the designer about the final style of the wedding dress and determining the size, she finally had some free time.
It was already quite late when she got to the hotel.
So Wen Yin quickly rolled up her sleeves and planned to make a simple bowl of noodles, some appetizers and a bowl of soup for Grandpa.
Wen Yin took out some pre - prepared snow vegetables and then put the kneaded dough aside to ferment.
After that, she started to make the soup.
Wen Yin carefully selected a tender piece of beef tenderloin and then cut it into thin slices.
She put the beef tenderloin in a bowl, mixed it evenly with tapioca starch and marinated it. Then Wen Yin prepared a bowl of the tenderest bean sprouts.
She heated up the oil in a pan and put in the bean sprouts.
When the bean sprouts were stir - fried until soft, Wen Yin added some cold water and waited for the water in the pan to boil.
Just as the water in the pan boiled, the beef tenderloin was almost marinated.
So Wen Yin put the beef tenderloin slices into the boiling water one by one.
As soon as the beef tenderloin entered the pan, it quickly turned into tender red slices, which looked very appetizing.
Wen Yin stirred it a couple of times casually. Then she started to add seasonings.
According to Grandpa's recent dietary preferences, Wen Yin added salt, chicken essence, monosodium glutamate and so on, and then turned the heat down to simmer slowly.
By this time, the fermented dough was ready.
Wen Yin cut the dough into noodles and quickly put them into the pan.
While waiting, Wen Yin carefully cut the prepared snow vegetables into small pieces.
In another bowl, the shredded meat she had marinated was ready.
When the oil was hot, Wen Yin quickly put in scallions, ginger and garlic.
When the fragrance was released, she put in the shredded meat. After stir - frying until it changed color, Wen Yin added the snow vegetables she had just cut.
When it was stir - fried to a suitable degree, she poured boiling water into it.
Then she put in the cooked noodles, added appropriate seasonings and a bowl of snow vegetable and shredded pork noodles was ready.
The chewy and refreshing snow vegetables were perfectly combined with the tender shredded meat. Wen Yin drizzled a little vinegar on the side to stimulate Grandpa's appetite.
By this time, the soup was also ready. Wen Yin filled the noodles and soup in bowls, added some pickled cucumbers she had made a few days ago as appetizers and asked someone to take them to Grandpa.
Wen Yin ate with Grandpa every day, so their relationship had improved a lot.
And today, Grandpa Shao brought her good news.
"Wen girl, my doctor came to see me. He said my anorexia is almost cured."
Hearing this, Wen Yin's eyes lit up. Her efforts in the past few months were finally not in vain.
Seeing her excited look, Grandpa Shao smiled and patted her hand.
"He told me to still pay attention to my diet in the future."
"And my stomach has improved a lot recently. I can even eat some dishes cooked by other chefs."
"In this way, your burden will be much less."
Wen Yin was a little surprised to hear this. She originally thought that after Grandpa's anorexia was cured, it would take a long time for him to adapt to the dishes cooked by other chefs. She didn't expect that Grandpa had already started to try other people's cooking recently.
But this was also excellent news.
Wen Yin pouted at him playfully.
"Then Grandpa will get used to other people's delicious food and forget about the dishes I cook."