Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1106 - 033 Fruit Wine (Second Update)_2

Chapter 1106: 033 Fruit Wine (Second Update)_2

There was no helping it, for once Lin Yuan made a decision, it stood unchallengeable. As long as she had not given permission, no one dared to casually let guests in. He still remembered Lin Yuan mentioning she would tie two fierce, large wolfhounds at the gate.

Now, without wolfhounds, others would not dare to come in casually. With the wolfhounds, wouldn’t even the road in front of the door be deserted, as no one would dare to approach?

"Miss Su." Butler Zhou braced himself and stepped forward to greet Su Qiuyu with a bow, apologizing profusely, "I apologize for making Miss Su wait."

Su Qiuyu collected herself, remembering that Zhou Yang had previously served at the General’s Mansion. Unexpectedly, he had also been placed in Lin Yuan’s house, showing that Princess Anle must indeed be fond of this village girl.

Despite feeling disdain in her heart, on the surface, Su Qiuyu put on her usual dignified smile and said lightly, "It’s all right."

As she said this, she attempted to enter, but she was blocked by Butler Zhou after just one step.

Looking at Zhou Yang with suspicion, Su Qiuyu felt increasingly uncomfortable. It was bad enough being made to wait outside, but now being prevented from entering the house? Had Lin Yuan truly become so audacious?!

Butler Zhou shrank his neck but still steeled himself to say, "I’m terribly sorry, Miss Su, but my young mistress left early this morning and is not at home. I hope you can forgive us."

Not at home?

Su Qiuyu’s eyelids began to twitch.

Yaner, standing beside her, was even more infuriated and stepped forward to scold, "What do you mean? How could you, the butler, not know whether your mistress is at home or not? To make our Miss wait at the door for such a long time! Are you doing this on purpose? Hmmph, no need to ask, it must be that village girl who deliberately... "

"Silence!" Su Qiuyu forcefully suppressed the anger in her heart and sharply interrupted Yaner.

But Yaner showed no signs of stopping, continuing heatedly to Su Qiuyu, "Miss, they’re bullying you, you can’t let them off easily..."

"Do you think we haven’t been embarrassed enough?!" Su Qiuyu’s cold gaze was sharp enough to shoot daggers, sending a chill down Yaner’s back. She shivered involuntarily, promptly shutting her mouth and falling silent.

How could Su Qiuyu not think of what Yaner had just said? But so what if she had figured it out? Aside from whether Lin Yuan had done it intentionally or not, the fact that she had visited without sending a calling card in advance was her own mistake. If others knew, they would only say that it was Su Qiuyu who had acted improperly, not that Lin Yuan had said anything unpleasant.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qiuyu suppressed the rage in her heart and managed a smile uglier than crying, addressing Butler Zhou, "Indeed, it was presumptuous of me today. Next time, I will make sure to send a calling card to Miss Lin in advance before visiting. Yaner, let’s go."

Seeing that she was finally leaving, Butler Zhou hastily smiled and saw her out.

Once she was in the carriage, the smile on Su Qiuyu’s face could no longer be maintained, and she slapped Yaner across the face. One slap wasn’t enough to vent her anger, so she slapped her again.

"Fool! Coming to visit without sending a calling card first, you deserve to be turned away! Deserve the embarrassment!"

Yaner hung her head and took the slaps, biting her teeth without uttering a sound.

From a distance, someone at Yao Mansion’s gate spotted Su Qiuyu being turned away from Lin Yuan’s house, and a figure vanished swiftly.

Upon hearing Mo Zhu’s report while she was painting, Yao Hanai remained unfazed as if she had long anticipated all of this.

Mo Zhu couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Miss, has Miss Su become foolish with rage? Knowing full well that Lin Yuan would not see her, yet she still insisted on going. Isn’t that just demeaning herself for no reason?"

Yao Hanai, clutching a brush dipped in cinnabar ink, touched it to the bare branches, and without any discernible movement, a delicate pink plum blossom appeared on the paper, stunningly beautiful.

Mo Zhu couldn’t help but praise her talent.

With a satisfied smile at the blossoming plum, Yao Hanai said, "Aside from a lofty status, Miss Su Qiuyu hardly has anything else of note to offer, let alone intelligence."

Mo Zhu covered her mouth and chuckled subtly. Her mistress was always so incisive when assessing people.

Yao Hanai changed the color on her brush and swept it over the unfinished paper. Within moments, a painting of plum blossoms in snow emerged before her eyes.

It had to be said that the title of the leading talented woman of the Capital was not unwarranted. Yao Hanai was truly gifted and her confidence was well-founded.

Setting down her brush, Yao Hanai gazed at the just-completed painting and murmured softly, "Against the wall a few branches of plum, blooming alone amidst the cold. Do you know why I admire the plum blossom so much?"