Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 501: Terms of Exchange Falling Ill (2)_1

Chapter 501: Chapter 501: Terms of Exchange Falling Ill (2)_1

"Three it is, three it is! Old man here can’t stand being goaded but always falls for it! I don’t believe he can do anything to me!" exclaimed Lao Fan with a sacrificial air, snatching the plate of pastries from the lad and stuffing them into his mouth, one after another, "Hmph, even if I die, I’ll die on a full stomach!"

Tonight, Lao Fan and Xiao Linshuang weren’t the only ones suffering from hunger. In an elegant room on the second floor, Su Qiuyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. During dinner, she was so annoyed watching Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan being all sweet together that she only had a few sips of soup and a few bites of food. She always had the habit of eating late at night at home, but tonight, hearing that Xia Zheng actually went to stay in the countryside with Lin Yuan, she was so angry that she skipped her nighttime snack.

But the result of not eating at night was waking up starving in the middle of it.

After the thirty-eighth protest from her stomach, Su Qiuyu irritably threw off the covers and called out, "Yaner, Yaner."

Yaner was sleeping soundly in the outer room, exhausted from the hasty travels of the past few days. And with the dinner being so delicious that night, she was drooling in her dreams.

"Yaner, Yaner! You dead pig!"

Su Qiuyu put her shoes on and got out of bed, kicking the leg of Yaner who was lipping at a pig’s trotter in her dream. Startled awake by the kick, she leaped up in fright. Seeing her young mistress looking as dark as the bottom of a pot, she quickly scrambled up from the floor, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth, and asked in a flustered manner, "Miss, Miss, you woke up? Do you want some tea? Or do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Su Qiuyu gave her a cold stare, sat down at the table, and took the teacup she poured. Upon touching it, she found it was cold.

Setting the teacup down on the table with a thud, she snorted, "How dare you serve me cold tea?"

Yaner apologized profusely and hurriedly took the teapot to go and get more.

Su Qiuyu gave her a disdainful glance and stopped her, "Wait. Don’t forget to bring some night snacks."

At the mention of night snacks, Yaner’s body involuntarily shuddered and she turned around with difficulty, saying in a troubled and pleasing tone, "Miss, about the night snacks, there might not be any."

No more? Su Qiuyu was almost screeching. When had she ever heard the word ’no’ back at the estate? Wasn’t it always whatever she wanted to eat, she could have, and whenever she wanted it, it was available? How could it be that there were no night snacks here?

"Isn’t this a restaurant? Are you telling me a guest can’t get some night snacks?" Su Qiuyu’s first reaction was that Lin Yuan, that little bitch, was deliberately going against her, knowing she hadn’t eaten much that night and would certainly be hungry, so there were no night snacks!

But Yaner’s words made her completely despair, "Miss, uhm, Young Master Xia, before leaving tonight, he, he gave everyone in the building the night off. So, there’s only a young lad on night duty in the kitchen right now, no chef to cook."

Su Qiuyu’s eyes, now watery, widened in confusion, "You’re sure it was Brother Zheng, not that little bitch?"

Yaner pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly, "Yes, it was Young Master Xia who said it."

Oh no, oh no, the young mistress was going to be angry again.

Just when Yaner thought Su Qiuyu was about to throw her teacup, she didn’t encounter the anticipated fury.

Su Qiuyu sat in front of the table, stunned, her eyes void of any sparkle. Seeing such desperate eyes, Yaner was seeing it for the first time.

"Mis-, Miss? If you don’t mind my poor skills, I-, I can make you some plain porridge, alright?"

"Not alright, not alright!" Su Qiuyu murmured softly at first, then suddenly yelled, "Lin Yuan, you little bitch! It was all your doing, surely you instigated it! Aaah! You little bitch, I’m going to kill you! Kill you!"