After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life-Chapter 885 - 674: Xia Family Cookbook

"Bi Xia!"

"Shut up!" Bi Xia snapped coldly, looking down at Old Mrs. Bi, "I advise you to remember, have you learned nothing from the past?"

Old Mrs. Bi stiffened, her face reddened with anger as she started breathing heavily. She clearly felt the fury but recalling Bi Xia’s previous cold and ruthless demeanor and cruel methods, it remained unrestrained even toward an elderly person like her. Instead of tormenting her body, he constantly tortured her spirit, a suffering more likely to cause a breakdown.

She had to admit, she feared Bi Xia.

Wang Caiyun directly shoved Old Mrs. Bi to the ground, watching as she fell but not helping. Instead, she approached Bi Xia with eagerness, "Bi Xia, you’re here, would you like to sit down?"

Bi Xia glanced at Wang Caiyun, said nothing, bypassed her, and walked from the hall to Old Mrs. Bi’s room.

Old Mrs. Bi’s room had a medicinal smell. Bi Xia slightly frowned, glanced around, recalling memories from Bi Qingyun, and finally settled his gaze on the locked nightstand by Old Mrs. Bi’s bed.

He stepped forward, reached out, and tugged at the nightstand, unsurprisingly, it was locked.

"What are you doing!" Old Mrs. Bi barely managed to get up and staggered to her room. Upon seeing Bi Xia pulling at her nightstand, she screamed, lunged before Bi Xia, and glared fiercely at him, "What do you want from my nightstand! You thief!"

"Thief?" Bi Xia repeated, his eyes calm as he looked at Old Mrs. Bi, "You know in your heart who’s the thief."

He turned his gaze to Bi Jiao standing at the doorway, "Take her away, or I can’t guarantee she’ll still be standing here unscathed in the next second."

Upon hearing Bi Jiao’s words, Old Mrs. Bi broke out in a cold sweat and her legs gave way, causing her to sit on the ground. Bi Jiao hesitated momentarily, rushed forward, and assisted Old Mrs. Bi out the door.

With a faint glance at Old Mrs. Bi, Bi Xia once more tugged on the locked nightstand. Seeing Bi Xia was unable to open it, Old Mrs. Bi sneered, "Don’t bother trying, without the key you can’t open it, and I won’t tell you where it is!"

"Shut up!" Wang Caiyun rushed in, pointed at Old Mrs. Bi, and cursed, "Don’t you know your place! You old hag, nobody will treat you like a mute if you don’t speak!"

"Mom! Don’t talk to grandma like that!" Bi Jiao frowned.

"Grandma?!" Wang Caiyun shrilled, "I told you not to call her grandma anymore! If it weren’t for her, none of these things would have happened, your brother wouldn’t be like this!"

With that, Wang Caiyun’s expression changed, bowing and scraping toward Bi Xia, "Don’t worry, I’ll find out where the key is for you right away."

Seeing Wang Caiyun about to raise her hand to hit Old Mrs. Bi, Bi Jiao widened her eyes and quickly shielded her, "Mom! Don’t hit grandma!"

"Get out of the way! You oblivious thing!" Wang Caiyun’s eyes reddened, "Do you know who he is? He’s not a human! He’s a devil! Do you know what a devil is?!"

Meng Chi furrowed his brows fiercely, lifted Wang Caiyun without mercy, and tossed her to the door, towering over her, "Shut up."

Wang Caiyun trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face as she covered her mouth not to make a sound, appearing extremely pitiful.

Bi Xia’s eyes dimly collected themselves, glanced at Bi Jiao hugging Old Mrs. Bi and silently crying, feeling somewhat amused by the situation.

Expressionless, he tried the cabinet again, voice cold, "Don’t act as if you’re bullied, like I’m someone wicked. If I’m not mistaken, taking someone else’s belongings, continuously bullying our family, the wicked ones seem to be you."

His lowered eyes glinted blue suddenly, accompanied by a snapping sound, the lock sprang open by itself. Bi Xia opened the cabinet to find only a seemingly ordinary black notebook inside, pulling it out and flipping through it. Inside were various recipes written with a neutral pen, with some marks on them.

Turning to the first page, he saw four large characters — Xia Family Recipes.

Seeing those four words, Bi Jiao’s eyes widened, looking incredulously at Old Mrs. Bi, "Grandma! Did you really steal Grandpa Xia’s recipes?!"