Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 247 - 247 247 The Trashy Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (1)_1

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 The Trashy Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (1)_1 Chapter 247: Chapter 247 The Trashy Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law (1)_1 The fabric store has always been managed solely by Mo Sanniang, and even during the busiest times, this astute and capable woman could keep the shop orderly and under control.

But today, with only two customers in the shop, Mo Sanniang was somewhat distracted, failing to even notice when Lin Yuan walked up to the entrance.

One of the two customers was a woman nearing forty, the other a young lady of no more than twenty.

The older woman wore a ragged-red pasted cloth on her upper body and a skirt of the same color below.

Her hair was done in a very decent manner, but for some reason, she insisted on wearing a pure gold peony in her hair.

The overall look was tacky and mismatched.

The younger girl was a bit plump, her appearance only average, with even Lan Hua looking slightly prettier than her.

Moreover, she wore her hair in a style commonly seen on young girls.

Strangely enough, the older woman deliberately referred to her as her daughter-in-law.

The one who had just spoken was this middle-aged woman.

She was currently holding the hand of the young lady beside her while casually flipping through the fabrics on Mo Sanniang’s counter.

After speaking, she raised her eyebrows intentionally and glared at Mo Sanniang, commanding her like a servant, and pointed at a roll of aquamarine flowered cloth on the shelf, saying unapologetically, “What are you staring at?

Hurry up and get the cloth my daughter-in-law fancies!

You really are good-for-nothing, to think you’re running a shop as a boss!”

Mo Sanniang bit her lip and said nothing, turning around to take down the roll of cloth.

Ma Xiaoqian, the young lady, curled her lip in disdain upon seeing Mo Sanniang’s silent compliance, then immediately turned to Lady Xie, patting her hand with an affection that seemed almost like that between a mother and daughter.

“Mother, don’t be angry.

If you think she’s not attentive enough, we can just go to another shop to buy our goods, right?

Why bother getting upset with her and straining yourself?

Daughter-in-law has heard that the jewelry shop on East Street has many new designs.

After this, daughter-in-law will take you there and buy you a gold bracelet to wear for fun.”

Lady Xie’s lips curved into a smile, her eyes filled with delight, clearly very fond of this daughter-in-law, “Xiaoqian, you truly are a good daughter-in-law to me.

Our Yuaner is fortunate to have married you, blessed by his eight past lives.”

Ma Xiaoqian smiled bashfully, but her eyes couldn’t hide her pride and confidence, “Mother, you flatter me.

It is my eight lifetimes of fortune that allows me to marry Brother Zhiyuan!”

Mo Sanniang watched their intimate interplay, her expressive eyes brimming with loss.

Lin Yuan watched this “mother-in-law and daughter-in-law” duo’s drama unfold at the entrance, sneering inwardly.

“The old one greedy for money and the young one full of pride…

yet here they are putting on an exquisite performance of the perfect in-laws.

But whether they will remain this ‘intimately close’ after the actual wedding is a different story.”

Seeing Mo Sanniang unable to utter a word amidst the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law’s disparaging remarks, Lin Yuan also noticed something amiss.

Under normal circumstances, given Mo Sanniang’s shrewdness, she would have already been showering the pair with compliments and praises.

Today, however, she was rendered speechless, and considering the way the older woman was looking down at Mo Sanniang a moment ago, what was there for Lin Yuan not to understand?

“Sister Mo, are you busy?”

Lin Yuan called out warmly and stepped into the fabric store.

No sooner had Mo Sanniang opened her mouth to greet her than the middle-aged woman cut in brashly, “We’re not serving customers today, come back tomorrow!”

Seeing Lady Xie’s presumptuous manner made it clear that this wasn’t her first time turning away customers in such a fashion.

Mo Sanniang hesitated, opened her mouth, but in the end, she could only give Lin Yuan an apologetic shake of the head, “The Lin family girl has come?

Unfortunately, I today…”

Before Mo Sanniang could finish, Lin Yuan had already entered the shop with a beaming smile, stood next to the counter, and grasped Mo Sanniang’s somewhat chilly hand, gently patting it, “Are you feeling unwell today, Sister Mo?

You seem a little pale.”