Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 578 Climbing Up the Wealthy Family (4)_1

Chapter 578: Chapter 578 Climbing Up the Wealthy Family (4)_1

"Yes, yes, I won’t be called Zhu Zi anymore, I won’t be called Zhu Zi anymore. Now I go by Chen Shimei." The onlookers squeezed their eyes at each other, watching Old man Chen strut about. He hadn’t even assumed an official post yet, but he was already putting on airs. If his son really became an official, wouldn’t his eyes rise to the top of his head? However, even if his eyes reached the top of his head, it would be no use. He was still blind, unable to see anything.

Everyone chuckled and kept repeating ’Chen Shimei,’ saying how nice the name sounded. Lin Yuan stood to the side, her mouth twitching as she listened. She wondered what on earth Wang Qiaoxin’s father was thinking, naming someone Chen Shimei. Did he really think he was the most beautiful man in the world?

Lin Yuan muttered to herself, feeling fortunate that none of the people here had heard the story of Chen Shimei. Otherwise, Chen Zhu would have died of anger from this name before being laughed to death by others’ mockery.

Xia Zheng looked at Lin Yuan with surprise. It was just a name change, so why had this girl become so, well, abnormal?

"Lin Yuan, come here, help me figure out how to do this." Lan Hua had long lost interest in watching Chen Zhu and had returned to the yard. But now, she stood at the kitchen door, beckoning Lin Yuan over.

"Alright, coming." Lin Yuan responded and turned to head home. Xia Zheng followed along but was stopped by Lan Hua’s smiling obstruction, "Young Master, you don’t need to come over for this. It’s nothing major; Lin Yuan and I can take care of it. Please don’t come, don’t come."

Xia Zheng paused, clearly noting that Lan Hua had something confidential to say to Lin Yuan. Considering that both of them were women, he didn’t mind and turned back to his room.

Naturally, Lin Yuan also noticed Lan Hua’s gossipy expression. Sure enough, as soon as she reached the kitchen door, Lan Hua pulled her in, "Hey, what are you doing? Just say it if you have something to say, why be so secretive, umph."

"Are you daft?" Lan Hua covered Lin Yuan’s mouth as she was about to shout, glaring at her as if she were iron not turning into steel, nearly stuffing a potato in her mouth.

"Are you trying to bring Xia Zheng over here? Huh?" When Lin Yuan quieted down, Lan Hua let go of her hand and quietly growled.

Lin Yuan moved her slightly sore mouth, nearly cursing out loud. If Lan Hua didn’t want her to speak, then fine, but to be so rough with her, was Lan Hua thinking of not getting married or what?

"What is it that Xia Zheng shouldn’t hear?"

Lan Hua rolled her eyes at her, becoming speechless towards this girl’s thick-headedness. She pulled her further inside the kitchen and glanced outside to ensure no one was there before whispering, "What shouldn’t he hear? Didn’t you see Chen Zhu’s return? And you’re there smiling and greeting him, talking to him! Are you out of your mind? Don’t you realize Xia Zheng was right beside you? Aren’t you afraid that he’ll get angry and stop paying attention to you?"

Lin Yuan was left scratching her head by Lan Hua’s words, taking quite some time to come around. It turned out that Lan Hua was worried that Xia Zheng would get jealous because of Chen Zhu.

Pffft. Lin Yuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Lan Hua, frustrated enough to stomp her feet, fretted on their behalf, and here Lin Yuan was, actually laughing!

"Lin Yuan, are you sick? Seeing Chen Zhu return, is your old problem acting up again? Let me tell you, Chen Zhu is back with his fiancée, so stop dreaming about marrying him. Besides, he doesn’t even spare you a glance, you’d better appreciate Young Master’s kindness lest you end up losing out on both!"

"Losing out on both?" Lin Yuan’s focus was never on track.

"You know, that thing, what’s it called, ’chicken flying and eggs breaking’!" Lan Hua tilted her head and struggled for a while before coming up with the phrase. After saying it, she realized Lin Yuan had led her off topic again, "You, you really are something!"

Seeing Lan Hua getting worked up, Lin Yuan stopped joking, took her arm, and smilingly said, "Don’t worry, it’s just Chen Zhu. I’ve long since stopped caring about him. Like you said, he’s about to get married, so why should I bother? Rest assured, all is well."

"And Xia Zheng?" Lan Hua wasn’t sure whether Xia Zheng knew about Lin Yuan and Chen Zhu’s past. She was still somewhat worried. Despite the villagers superficially appearing very friendly with Lin Yuan’s family, there were still many people who were both envious and jealous, and someone with loose lips might go off and chatter to Xia Zheng.

Remembering how adorably proud Xia Zheng could be when he got jealous, Lin Yuan felt warmth in her heart and waved her hand, "Don’t worry, he won’t get mad at me over a man who isn’t his equal."

That was true, jealousy often stemmed from feeling inferior to another, and if Xia Zheng lacked even that bit of self-confidence, he wouldn’t be able to run the Six branches of Fuman Building.

Before, he used to tease her by speaking ill of Chen Zhu just for fun. Now that he had seen the man himself, Xia Zheng was probably secretly chuckling, not taking Chen Zhu seriously at all.

Lin Yuan guessed right. If Xia Zheng had felt a bit of jealousy before, now it was completely gone. Chen Zhu was just as he had thought, a Little White Face! Someone who changed his name given by his parents so casually, what else could he be but a Little White Face?

And this Little White Face was currently at his home, enthusiastically courting his "Sponsor."

Chen Shimei moved the best stool out of the house, carefully wiped it clean with a handkerchief he carried, and then cautiously helped Wang Qiaoxin to sit down.

Although that stool was shabby, with affectionate care from a favored person, Wang Qiaoxin did not seem to mind and sat down with a pursed smile.

Aunt Chen was busy boiling water to make tea. Originally, there was no tea in the house. This was tea leaves that Lin Yuan had secretly brought from her own home as a gift for Old Chen.