Evil Witch Saves the World

Although Yan wasn't here this afternoon, fortunately White Xuerou also knew how to make dishes that White An'an loved, so dinner tonight still arrived as scheduled, and White An'an didn't go hungry.

At first, White An'an was quite afraid that the dishes made by White Xuerou might look good but wouldn't taste great. However, from the very first bite she was fed, her eyes instantly lit up.

Contrary to what she had thought, these dishes not only looked good, but even tasted similar to Sister Yan's cooking. No, more accurately, they were exactly the same as Sister Yan's dishes!

But why was that?

White An'an had never seen White Xuerou cook before, yet today White Xuerou's skills were on par with Sister Yan's. Could it be that Sister Yan had taught White Xuerou before? Or was it White Xuerou who taught Sister Yan?

White An'an felt the latter was more likely, after all, there was no such thing as a servant teaching their master, especially not a witch.

Seeing White An'an begin to serve herself food, acknowledging her culinary skills, White Xuerou finally smiled and quietly watched her daughter stuff herself like a hamster.

As for He'er, she could only stand aside watching the steaming delicacies while drooling, and would only be allowed to eat the leftovers after White An'an finished.

White An'an understood this, so she ate hurriedly today, stuffing herself like a hamster while still eating, and deliberately left one whole dish untouched. When White Xuerou asked why she didn't eat it, she said she didn't like it.@@novelbin@@

As long as she didn't touch White Xuerou's sensitive areas, any request could be made. The sensitive points White An'an could guess so far were probably disobedience and mentioning certain male terms, such as "father." As for others, she had no way of knowing.

Soon, White An'an's hasty eating quickly filled her up, and once again she was taken to the sofa by White Xuerou for their nightly movie-watching routine.

At this point, He'er finally saw White Xuerou nod, indicating that she could come to the table to eat.

"Phew..."

He'er sighed in relief, wiping the sweat from her face.

She had been worried because White Xuerou hadn't given any signal, thinking she might have done something wrong again.

Since everything was fine, she might as well eat first.

Just as He'er sat down on the chair, the sound of a door opening and closing came from the entrance. She looked over and saw that Sister Yan had returned.

"Well, finally decided to come back? Where have you been?"

Seeing Yan finally return home, White Xuerou glanced at her sideways, questioning with a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"Master, I was just repairing the flower beds in the back garden."

"Oh? Then why did He'er say you weren't in the back garden?"

"What..."

Yan looked at He'er with some shock. She forced herself to stay calm, pressing her lips together.

He'er, who received a glare from Yan, felt as though she had ruined something, and became nervous too, though she didn't know what she had done wrong.

After all, she was now just a small maid, an obedient maid for the sake of her friend.

"It's just that when she went there, I had just left, so she didn't see me. I went back later."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Fine, since my maid is so insistent, I have no choice but to believe it."

White Xuerou narrowed her eyes, not pursuing the matter with Yan further, but instead told her to find a movie to play for White An'an.

However, this time White Xuerou did not fulfill White An'an's request to play a normal movie, but instead played a homosexual movie as she had done before.

Seeing another inappropriate movie, White An'an wanted to ask White Xuerou to change it. She thought the previous one was quite good, even though now its protagonist seemed like a different person, with no desire to escape.

However, this time White Xuerou didn't agree and instead held White An'an while watching the movie on her own.

The movie quickly reached the main scene, and by then White An'an didn't dare to watch anymore. She couldn't imagine how Sister He'er would look seeing this scene.

Especially if Sister He'er knew that she watched such movies with White Xuerou every night...

But He'er didn't show the disgusted expression White An'an had imagined. Instead, she had a look as if she knew everything already.

After all, in her eyes, this was just a movie, but she had seen the real-life version.

He'er didn't look down on White An'an; rather, she felt sorry for White An'an for having such a demonic mother.

However, since she had been so obedient today, White An'an shouldn't be punished, right?

That's what He'er thought.

But the result told her that her thinking was too naive.

At about the same time as last night, He'er finished her bath with Yan's help and was about to return to her room to sleep.

But as she passed by White An'an's bedroom door, she once again noticed red light emanating from the slightly open door.

He'er immediately thought of that red moon and quickly peered through the door crack.

No way... I didn't do anything wrong today...

He'er approached with a trembling body, her blue pupils dilating.

When she could clearly see inside, the scene she least wanted to see appeared before her.

"How... could this be?"

Yesterday's scene reappeared before He'er's eyes. She couldn't understand why this witch had promised not to lay hands on White An'an, yet only reduced the vine bindings?

He'er very much wanted to push open the door and stop White Xuerou, but her instinct told her to run away quickly!

"Haa... haa..."

How did she get back to her room?

He'er couldn't remember clearly. Since the thought of escape entered her mind, she had fled desperately, afraid of being caught by that deceitful witch.

He'er lay on the bed, her tears having long since soaked her pillow. Now He'er felt she was truly a fool for having so easily believed White Xuerou's lies.

Moreover, today she had betrayed White An'an because of White Xuerou.

"No... I must... take An'an away from here...!"

He'er gritted her teeth and silently vowed in her heart. Perhaps from crying too much, He'er unknowingly fell asleep.

After a while, the door was pushed open again, and Yan returned to the room exhausted, with a bottle of blood in her hand.

Looking at He'er already sleeping on the bed, Yan couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"Child, you really cause me trouble. If I didn't have a backup plan, she would have almost discovered me."

Putting the blood bottle under her pillow, Yan also lay down on the bed tiredly and pulled back her sleeve.

Under the sleeve was a long bloody cut that showed no signs of healing.

"It seems An'an will have to endure for a few more days..."

"Tsk... nothing?"

After turning the entire back garden upside down, White Xuerou only saw the slightly damaged iron railings outside, without discovering anything else.

"Really, none of you listen to me, neither my daughter nor the other me... I just want Yeye to come back, isn't that our common goal? Yan, tell me what you want to do, will you?"