Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1232 - 141 Fake Man (Third Watch)

Chapter 1232: 141 Fake Man (Third Watch)

"Eh? Is it him?"

Hearing Lin Yuan’s mutter, Tian Xuan, who was practically drooling by the window, couldn’t help but exclaim softly, "Yes, yes, that’s him! Doesn’t he look so handsome, so dashing, so charming? Ah, I can’t stand it, I need to go down right away, Young Master Cheng, Young Master Cheng!"

Looking at Tian Xuan’s smitten expression, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but grimace, feeling a cold sweat forming on her forehead. Was this girl bubbling with hearts in her eyes really the demure sister of Tian Hui? Was she truly the biological daughter of the graceful Madam Tian? Are you sure she wasn’t scooped up from some infatuated woman’s nest?

Meanwhile, Xia Zheng had also noticed the man that had appeared on the stage and likewise wondered aloud, "Isn’t that the silly boy who was measuring vermicelli with a ruler?"

Lin Yuan looked up at him speechlessly. What do you mean ’silly boy’? That is called being meticulous.

Before she could voice her rebuttal, Tian Xuan had already begun vehemently protesting, "Young Master Cheng is not a silly boy! Young Master Cheng is the smartest and most impressive man in the Capital city!"

Lin Yuan knew that in front of someone infatuated, you simply couldn’t speak ill of their object of affection.

She elbowed Xia Zheng to stifle the rebuttal on his lips and then turned to ask Tian Xuan, "Xuanxuan, do you know him? Young Master Cheng, his last name is Cheng?"

Tian Xuan nodded vigorously, her eyes never leaving Cheng Haoxuan, who was sitting in a chair. She gushed, "His name is Cheng Haoxuan, he’s the adopted son of Madam Cheng. Although he’s adopted, Madam Cheng dotes on him very much. It’s said that he will eventually take over Red Smoke Pavilion. As for Young Master Cheng, his character and cultivation are excellent, not to mention his looks — thick eyebrows, fair skin, handsomely stunning, with a graceful poise..."

"Cough, cough." Lin Yuan couldn’t help but cough to interrupt Tian Xuan, "Xuanxuan, let’s not talk about his looks now. Let’s discuss something else!"

Tian Xuan, her cheeks reddening, giggled and continued, "Alright, let’s talk about Young Master Cheng’s intelligence then. It’s said that he could recite poems at three years old, could articulate thoughts into words by five, and as he grew up, he became even more remarkable, being able to read ten lines at a glance and never forgetting them is just a piece of cake for him!"

Watching Tian Xuan’s non-stop babbling, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but hold her forehead. Indeed, you cannot rely on an infatuated person for information. All she talked about was how good-looking and intelligent he was—no substantial information at all.

Xia Zheng sneered. He had already had Dong Qing gather information upon first seeing Cheng Haoxuan. Having not been in the Capital city for a year, he was naturally unaware of Cheng Haoxuan, who had only appeared in the Capital city a year ago. Previously, Madam Cheng had been very secretive about her adopted son, with everyone only knowing of his existence but not knowing what he was like.

"What are you all still talking about? Hurry up and go!"

Seeing Lin Yuan and the others leisurely chatting, Lady Liu was almost jumping from anxiety. Hadn’t she seen that most of the participants had already arrived? How could they still be so relaxed, chatting away?

Sticking out her tongue, Lin Yuan quickly grabbed Tian Xuan, who was still drooling over Cheng Haoxuan, and hurried downstairs with Lin Wei and the others.

The crowd downstairs was massive. Lady Liu and Madam Tian stayed back in the tea house to watch from afar. Lin Yuan and the younger ones naturally positioned themselves below the stage to cheer for Lin Wei and Tian Xuan.

Finally squeezing their way to the front of the competition stage, they were almost drenched in sweat.

Tian Xuan was fine, being accustomed to competitions, and with her beloved present, she didn’t know the meaning of nervousness.

But Lin Wei was so nervous she could hardly speak. Holding her hand, Lin Yuan could feel her trembling slightly.

"Don’t worry, big sister, don’t be afraid, we are all here!" Clutching Lin Wei’s hand, Lin Yuan naturally offered words of comfort.

Xiao Linshuang also hugged her waist tightly, lifting her twinkling big eyes, and shouted loudly, "Second sister is the best, second sister is the most formidable! Second sister will definitely win first place!"

Watching her little sister’s innocent, cute, yet resolute appearance, Lin Wei reached out and rubbed her chubby little cheeks, which prompted a laugh from her.

However, before she could speak, she heard an extremely unfriendly female voice sneering from beside her, "Ha, not even looking at her own worth, still thinking about getting first place! These northern barbarians really overestimate themselves!"

Northern barbarians?

Not just Lin Yuan, even Xia Zheng was infuriated by the woman’s highly insulting words. Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw a figure dressed in silver-white men’s clothing, a "man." Labelled as a man, but with rosy lips, white teeth, and curved eyes, it was clearly a woman!

Lin Yuan raised her eyebrow, no wonder she called them northern barbarians. Regardless of the woman’s appearance, just her delicate, creamy skin, which obviously was not typical of northern women, combined with her melodious and trilling tone when talking, undoubtedly identified her as a woman from Jiangnan.

Seeing Lin Yuan and her group looking over, the "man" arrogantly raised an eyebrow, rolled her eyes, and sneered, "What are you looking at! Uncultured barbarians!"

This time, not only Lin Yuan’s group heard it, but a few others nearby did as well.

Beside them, Tian Xuan turned her head away from Cheng Haoxuan, huffing angrily, "What northern barbarians! How can you speak so rudely! Humph, don’t think just because you dressed in men’s clothes I can’t tell you’re a woman!"

After giving the "man" a look, Tian Xuan curled her lip with a face full of mockery, "No wonder you had to dress as a man, look at that flat and unattractive chest of yours. If you wore women’s clothes, people would mistake you for a man!"

For a woman, being called flat-chested was definitely the greatest insult, especially for those who prized their beauty.

Sure enough, the "man" was immediately enraged by Tian Xuan’s words, her face turning red and slightly bearing the unique demure cuteness of a Jiangnan woman.

"You, you wicked woman, how could you say such unpleasant things in public, are you even a woman!"

Tian Xuan sneered, having no fondness for this flat-chested woman disguised as a man, "Of course I am a woman. Compared to you, I’m definitely all woman!"

Proudly sticking out her chest, Tian Xuan was indeed the proudest one there.

Thankfully, just women were present, and the only man, Xia Zheng, had already slipped away when the verbal sparring began, otherwise Tian Xuan wouldn’t have made such an unseemly gesture in public.

Watching Tian Xuan’s chest, the "man" was visibly annoyed and embarrassed, turning her face away without saying a word.

Though Tian Xuan’s actions were quite unseemly just now, one had to admit her chest was indeed large.