Chef Hua
Chapter 242: Episode 145 Extreme Hatred_2

Chapter 242: Episode 145 Extreme Hatred_2

...Otherwise, what do you want, do you really think about inviting your parents from Hell to join you for a chat? Aren’t you scared?

"Hmph, don’t think that just because my son was momentarily blinded by love, everything is fine for you. I’m not afraid to tell you straight that it’s not so easy to enter the Meng Family’s door. We have many rules!"

Once Madam Meng started talking, there was no stopping her as her words spewed unceasingly: "I don’t care what Yuhuai sees in you, but someone with nothing to offer like you, I wouldn’t like in any way. If you’re set on this marriage, you better pay attention. After marrying into our family, I will have the final say in everything. Don’t think you can go running to Yuhuai to cry and complain when you feel wronged. I won’t fall for that!"

Hua Xiaomai had actually zoned out right after the beginning, only seeing Madam Meng’s lips moving incessantly, oblivious to whatever was being said. Now, seeing Madam Meng stop as though she was about to take a breath, she approached with a smile, picked up the teacup, and passed it back to her hands: "Madam, take a sip of water and speak slowly, no rush."

Madam Meng was known throughout Fire Knife Village for her stubborn and inflexible temperament. Yet, today, her punch seemed to have landed on cotton, with nowhere to exert her strength, leaving her somewhat baffled. She indeed took the teacup and sipped from it.

Guan Rong had been standing behind Madam Meng without any presence for quite a while, without any chance to speak. Finally catching a break, she hurriedly said to Hua Xiaomai, "Xiaomai sister, seeing how agitated Madam is, what exactly is going on between you and Brother Yuhuai? Tell her everything quickly!"

So annoying! Hua Xiaomai was about to retort when Madam Meng cut her off again.

"Oh, Rong girl, can you not interrupt? Haven’t I said, this is my family’s matter, and I’ll ask her myself!" While speaking, she turned around, and perhaps the movement was too abrupt, the teacup in her hand wasn’t held securely and jerked forward, spilling all the hot tea onto Guan Rong’s hand.

"Ah!" Guan Rong immediately let out a scream, stumbling back three big steps, frantically shaking her hand, the spot that was scalded by the hot water immediately turned red, and her sleeve cuffs and the hem of her clothes were soaked, dripping with water.

Hua Xiaomai was utterly shocked, hastily stepping back herself, indicating that she had absolutely nothing to do with the incident.

Guan Rong, in pain, furrowed her eyebrows and glared fiercely at her.

"Why are you glaring at me, it wasn’t me who scalded you!" Hua Xiaomai yelled back, "Besides, it’s not like Madam Meng did it on purpose. Getting angry over such a small issue, is it really worth it?"

"Rong girl, are you angry?" Madam Meng quickly seized on the main point, looking intently at Guan Rong’s face.

"No..." Guan Rong reluctantly bit her lip, "It’s just a bit painful... Xiaomai sister, do you have any ointment for burns in your shop?"

"No." Hua Xiaomai shook her head without a second thought.

"You... cooking every day, it’s inevitable to get splashed by oil, how come you don’t even have ointment?"

"I said if I don’t have it, I don’t. A bit of ointment is not worth much money, am I supposed to be lying to you?"

"Then..." Guan Rong, with tears brimming in her eyes, brought her reddened hand closer to her lips and blew on it, pitifully addressing the elderly Mrs. Meng, "Auntie, my hand hurts badly. I need to apply some medicine soon. Could you stay here a little longer while I speak to Yuhuai, and then he can come and fetch you?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Meng immediately turned her head to look outside the door, clapping her palms: "Oh dear, what time is it now? Yuhuai is probably already back home, I must also hurry back!"

After saying this, she immediately stood up, casting a lingering glance at Hua Xiaomai and dropped the words "I’ll come another day to talk more with you," as she hurried out on tiptoe.

Guan Rong hurried after her, and before stepping out of the restaurant’s main door, she turned back and glowered fiercely at Hua Xiaomai.

...

Chun Xi and La Mei hid behind the kitchen door, heard every word clearly, and as soon as Mrs. Meng left, they immediately rushed out, pinned Hua Xiaomai down in a chair, and interrogated her from beginning to end, leaving no stone unturned.

Meanwhile, Guan Rong, filled with resentment, returned to the Guan Family courtyard and immediately called her mother. They rummaged through the house and found some burn ointment. She sat at the table in her small room and carefully applied it to her hand.

"Oh..." Guan Rong’s mother gently applied the medicine while stealing glances at her daughter and sighed deeply, "Why did you bother? Mrs. Meng was letting you lead her to that Hua Xiaomai, we should have avoided it at all costs. Why did you insist on getting involved? Look at what’s happened now. Hurting your hand is a minor issue, but the heartache, if it causes you to become ill, what then?"

"I just can’t make sense of it!" Guan Rong clenched her teeth and said bitterly, "I grew up with Yuhuai since childhood, our families have always been close, why should she benefit in the end? Getting acquainted for less than a year and already discussing marriage, Mother, I simply can’t get over it!"

"Tsk, how can you not understand?" Guan Rong’s mother shook her head repeatedly, "Mrs. Meng never intended to consider you from the beginning! If she had kept this matter a secret from us today, maybe you would still have some hope. But not only did she brazenly come to our door to discuss it thoroughly, she even asked you to lead her to see that Hua Xiaomai. What do you think her intentions were?"

"I don’t care about all that!" Guan Rong slammed the table, her pretty face contorting slightly into a fierce expression, "So what if she looks down on me? She doesn’t like Hua Xiaomai either! In the end, Yuhuai will have the final say. Mrs. Meng’s words don’t count. I’ve been thinking about him all these years. Now that it has come to this, I absolutely cannot..."

Suddenly, she seized her mother’s hand, her teeth clenched, her expression a mixture of pleading and determination: "Mother, I beg you to help me!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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