Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1137 - 046 Whatever Suits You - Misconduct (Part 4)

Chapter 1137: 046 Whatever Suits You - Misconduct (Part 4)

The couple originally planned to enjoy a sweet world for two in the Capital city, but unexpectedly, just before they set out, An Yueyue was found hiding in a closet. The moment they mentioned sending her back, she started crying, making a fuss, and even threatened to hang herself. Left with no choice, An Yixiang had to send letters to An Jie’s couple every three days, instructing them to take good care of her.

Speaking of caring, what was most important was to keep an eye on her, for her affection for Zhao Hongsheng had reached the point of obsession. The family didn’t want her to marry Zhao Hongsheng, so before the marriage, they had to prevent any closer contact between the two at all costs.

Upon hearing that her elder brother and sister-in-law had made up their minds to find someone to protect her closely, An Yueyue realized that resistance was futile and simply agreed. She turned her eyes craftily, and with a sly smile, said, "Sister-in-law, why bother thinking of someone? I think Grandma Yuan is quite good. Even you two are under her thumb, so what’s there to fear from that lecherous Wu Jiangtao?"

Grandma Yuan?

Luomeiyan immediately shook her head and said, "No way, you might think Grandma Yuan is monitoring me all the time, but that’s because she is following orders, cough cough, no matter what, I don’t feel reassured with Grandma Yuan following you because she is the type who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

Although Luomeiyan corrected herself in time, Lin Yuan was still sharp enough to catch what she was about to say. Following orders? Could it be that Luomeiyan’s father-in-law didn’t trust her, which was why Grandma Yuan was sent to watch her?

If it was indeed an order from Li Jiacheng, that would explain everything, no wonder even An Jie was at a loss for words.

So-called family disgraces are not to be aired in public, and Lin Yuan didn’t blame Luomeiyan for not speaking the truth in front of them. After all, that was someone else’s family affair, some things, even among close friends, are not to be lightly spoken of, let alone since their relationship was merely that of friends.

As for Luomeiyan’s concerns, An Yueyue did not take them to heart. It wasn’t just that Grandma Yuan was useless, she didn’t even consider the possibility of Wu Jiangtao doing her harm. She was the one favored by the Second Prince, who would dare blindly offend her? She was certain that today’s issue was solely because Wu Jiangtao was unaware of her status. Once he knew that she would be the future Second Prince’s Consort, he would definitely not dare to ogle her so openly.

"Alright, alright, let it be Grandma Yuan. I think she’s quite good," An Yueyue said nonchalantly, waving her hand and standing up to head back to her room to rest. Before leaving, she didn’t forget to smile at An Jie and Luomeiyan, "I’m letting Grandma Yuan follow me for your own good, look how nice I am to you. Without Grandma Yuan supervising, you two can flirt and quarrel at ease, haha."

After speaking, she laughed and left cheerfully.

Watching her little sister’s retreating figure, Luomeiyan’s face instantly flushed.

An Jie looked at his wife with affection, thinking that perhaps having Grandma Yuan follow Yueyue might not be a bad thing after all. At least Grandma Yuan was older and more worldly wise, which was far better than assigning an inexperienced maid.

After An Yueyue had left, Lin Yuan discussed with An Jie the kind of wine she wanted to bring back. Because the conversation delayed them, they didn’t pack much, only taking five jars of strong liquor and five jars of regular wine before heading back.

Of course, they didn’t forget to make a promise with Luomeiyan before leaving, agreeing to get together another day to have a good chat.

Today’s conversation at home was first overseen by that pest Grandma Yuan, and later interrupted by An Yueyue’s sudden return, leaving no one quite satisfied. Before her marriage, Luomeiyan only spoke to the man she fancied, her senior brother, and after marrying, she stayed in the An Mansion, rarely venturing outside as a young Madam. Naturally, having met Lin Yuan, who had a compatible temperament, she was eager to talk more with her.

Moreover, some things are not suitable to discuss in front of one’s own husband, such as being under surveillance.

"Our house in the Capital city is not yet renovated, so we will probably be staying in this shop for the short term. If you have time, just send someone with a message. There’s no need to come in person," Luomeiyan held Lin Yuan’s hand, insisting repeatedly that she come to find her for a chat.

Lin Yuan could also sense Luomeiyan’s melancholy and nodded in agreement.

The carriage moved slowly, and as An Jie and Luomeiyan’s figures faded into a blur, Lin Yuan lowered the curtain and glanced at Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng, who was admiring his slender fingers, caught her gaze and lifted his head, a smug smile on his face, "What’s the matter? Suddenly noticed my handsome looks and want to harbor improper thoughts about me?"

Before Lin Yuan could speak, Xia Zheng immediately stretched out his long legs, leaned back, and opened his hands, and, whether intentional or not, quickly undid the buttons on his chest.

In an instant, the somewhat dim carriage was filled with the aura of spring.

"Come on, I’m right here, feel free to be improper!"

Listening to Xia Zheng’s intentionally soft, feeble invitation with a slight tremble in his voice, Lin Yuan felt her whole body shiver, goosebumps falling all over the place.

She turned her head away, unable to bear the sight, "Alright, why don’t you seduce me after you’ve developed an eight-pack on that belly? I have absolutely no interest in a chubby boy like you."

"What did you say?!"

Lin Yuan’s words seemed to strike a nerve with Xia Zheng, who suddenly sprang up from his half-lying position with such force that his head made an intimate contact with the roof of the carriage, resulting in a muffled bang that echoed in both of their ears.

Lin Yi, who was outside driving the carriage, suddenly looked up at the sky and shook his head secretly. With the sky so clear, how could there be thunder?

"Ah, ouch, I, ouch." Xia Zheng, with a noticeable bump forming on his head, groaned in pain, with his eyes tightly closed and stuttering in his speech.

Lin Yuan let out a snort, fiercely holding back her laughter to the point where her face turned red.

"Come here, let me rub it for you. Here? Or here?"

With Lin Yuan fussing over his head with her hands everywhere, Xia Zheng’s wails grew louder. He caught Lin Yuan’s mischievous hands in his, and looking at her reddened face, he felt both amused and annoyed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You mischievous girl! Did you do that on purpose? See how I’ll get back at you!"

As he said that, Xia Zheng firmly gripped Lin Yuan’s hands with one of his and began to scratch back and forth on the ticklish flesh around her waist with the other, while his long legs kept her firmly trapped by his side, not letting her escape.

Lin Yuan, who was afraid of neither heaven nor earth, feared nothing more than being tickled, especially around her waist, her greatest weakness. Being scratched like that by Xia Zheng, her body started to twist violently as she burst into unstoppable laughter.