Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 669 - 069 Persuasion, Movable Type Printing_1

Chapter 669: 069 Persuasion, Movable Type Printing_1

With a deep sigh, Lin Yuan sat down on the chair next to him, a chair that hadn’t been there before. It appeared after Mo Sanniang started coming over to teach him accounting, and at some point, a soft, little cushion, warm and cozy, had found its way onto the chair.

As soon as Lin Yuan sat down, Meng Liangdong lifted his head and gave her a complicated look, then shifted uncomfortably.

Her reaction actually amused Lin Yuan. She had taken someone’s special seat!

Even so, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. Maybe she could find someone to help convince this stubborn guy.

She reasoned with Meng Liangdong earnestly and patiently for a long time without dispelling the shadows in his heart. Lin Yuan frowned in resignation, feeling as though she’d become as naggy as his own mother, prattling on and on. It was to Meng Liangdong’s credit that he managed to sit there quietly and listen to her speak; if it had been anyone else, they would have likely rolled their eyes and sent her packing long ago.

Just look, look, look, even Liuzi and Liang Zi, who had been eavesdropping, had gotten tired of her talking and snuck off to the backyard!

"Alright!" Lin Yuan shrugged and stood up, her eyes darting as she continued in a tone of resignation, "I’ve talked until I’m blue in the face, and you still won’t agree to be a teacher. I’ll just have to find someone else then! You can stay here and be content as Mr. Accountant since you’re better at abacus than rote memorization and writing essays!"

The last sentence was a bit harsh, but it was Lin Yuan’s last resort. Too bad that goading him had no effect on the man in question!

Lin Yuan was out of options, stamped her foot in frustration, and as she walked out, she huffed at him in annoyance, "You’re giving up your future just for some scoundrels; I think you’re nothing but a coward. No wonder you always fail the civil examinations! Hmph! With the way you are, I really worry for Sister Mo, whether you’ll ever be able to provide for her!"

Without waiting to see Meng Liangdong’s reaction, Lin Yuan stormed out, so angry that she didn’t even bother to put on her cloak’s hood.

She was so inflamed with rage by a certain self-defeating individual that she hardly needed to keep warm; cooling down would be more appropriate!

However, she was unaware that her last words had indeed stirred waves in someone’s heart. Meng Liangdong stared at the ledger, his fingers, accustomed to holding pens, lingering on the abacus for a long while without moving.

Loudmouth and his cohorts were all mystified by the affair between Lin Yuan and Meng Liangdong. They already knew what had happened through the gossip-loving Liuzi. But it was precisely because they knew that they were even more bewildered; other bosses worry about their people jumping ship or going to other shops, yet theirs was earnestly persuading someone to leave—a real oddity!

After leaving Rice Flower Fragrance, Lin Yuan headed straight for the cloth shop across the street. Due to the snowfall, there were few pedestrians on the street, and even fewer customers in the shops.

When Lin Yuan entered, Mo Sanniang was focused on sewing something, so engrossed that she didn’t notice someone had come in.

Curious, Lin Yuan tip-toed closer, craned her neck, and saw something surprising—Mo Sanniang was hand-embroidering with such care! And it was such a vibrant green phoenix bamboo design!

Plus, the cotton robe was unmistakenly male attire! No need to ask, the robe with phoenix bamboo on the cuffs was definitely made for the stubborn fellow across the way!

"Wow! What a beautiful robe, who’s it for?"

Lin Yuan teased with a wicked smile, startling Mo Sanniang. Seeing Lin Yuan eyeing the robe in her hands, Mo Sanniang blushed, quickly put away her needle, and tried to hide it as if it was a secret, "It’s just for a regular customer, nothing special."

Look at her, trying to shoo Lin Yuan away, clearly embarrassed.

Lin Yuan plopped down next to Mo Sanniang. Since Mo Sanniang didn’t want her to look, she simply had to take a look; after avoiding Mo Sanniang’s desperate attempts to block her, Lin Yuan grabbed the small basket where she kept the clothes and playfully measured it against herself, "It’s so big, it definitely wasn’t made for me."

Her pout suggested a hint of real disappointment.