Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 871 - 119 Acting

Chapter 871: 119 Acting

Li Mansion, Jin Lingling, with her nearly seven-month belly, slapped the table, "Idiots! Not only did they fail to scheme against others, but they also dragged themselves down! Utterly useless!"

Hong Mei quickly grabbed her hand, advising with concern, "My miss, you’re already seven months along; you really shouldn’t get so angry! You must think of the young master in your womb!"

Caressing her prominent belly, Jin Lingling’s face revealed the joy of a soon-to-be mother. She carefully sat back down and, while touching her stomach, restrained her emotions, "Hmph, to think I even helped Meng Chunyan get a top-quality dimethyltryptamine, yet it turned out to be useless. If that’s not stupidity, what is? Is the Meng family truly finished?"

Hong Mei poured Jin Lingling a cup of warm jujube tea, adding a few bright goji berries—supposedly the latest health fad.

"Isn’t that so? That’s what’s being said everywhere." Handing the teacup to Jin Lingling, Hong Mei continued, "I heard that Miss Meng’s family is already betrothed, supposedly to a family from a small village outside the city, not particularly wealthy."

Jin Lingling sipped her tea slowly, rolling her eyes scornfully, "What kind of man did she hope to find, looking like that? Isn’t it said that her mind is somewhat troubled now? Who knows what vile tricks that little wretch used to drive a perfectly good person to this state!"

"Miss, I have words I’m not sure if I should speak."

Jin Lingling glared at her, "You’ve served me since I was young; what can’t you say to me?"

Hong Mei’s expression altered slightly but quickly covered it with a smile, "Miss, you’re pregnant now, and it won’t be many months before you give birth. Why waste your energy on insignificant people? In my opinion, you should focus on recuperating and taking good care of your noble husband to be, instead of..."

"Alright, Hong Mei." Jin Lingling cut her off with a smile, smugly touching her hairpin, "I’m under the personal care of Doctor Wang from Shande Hall; there won’t be any problems. As for the noble husband to be..."

Her smile deepened at the mention of Li Chengzhi, brimming with happiness.

"As for the noble husband to be, there’s even less to worry about."

Hong Mei wanted to say more but hesitated, furrowing her brows slightly.

"Oh, right, is the noble husband to be still busy at the store? How can that be? Quickly go to the kitchen and tell the chef to start stewing chicken soup for him. When the noble husband to be returns, he’ll need to nourish his body."

Miss, the one who truly needs body nourishment is you! Why nourish him? So he can go to another woman’s bed refreshed and entertained?

Although she complained in her heart, Hong Mei didn’t dare to say a word aloud. She smiled, nodded, and left.

They say enemies are bound to meet; sure enough, Hong Mei ran into Panpan on the way to the kitchen.

Thinking of the dirty deeds Lin Siyu had done, Hong Mei couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Jin Lingling back in the room and glared at Panpan, cursing, "Slut!"

Panpan was not to be easily bullied. Given that someone was gladly insulting her, she had no qualms about retaliating, sneering, "Is one a slut for not being able to keep a man’s heart? Who the real slut is remains to be seen!"

Hong Mei, furious and blushing, "Your aunt is the slut! And so are you! Hmph, the disgusting things your aunt did—I’m ashamed to even speak of them!"

"Disgusting?" Panpan sneered with insinuation, "Which grand household doesn’t have its dirty secrets? I’d advise you to keep your master’s fetus safe. You’re seven months along; don’t let it slip away! If the child is lost, perhaps the young master won’t even consider entering your master’s door!"

Taken aback, Hong Mei watched Panpan’s retreating figure and muttered spitefully, "Little temptress, cursing my miss and the young master! Be careful you don’t find a man your whole life and end up unmarried!"

After cursing, Hong Mei rubbed her chest, murmuring to herself, "Don’t you get too smug! Once my miss has safely given birth to the young master, we’ll deal with you whores! Ah, it’s so unfair to the miss. No, I mustn’t let the miss suffer any harm, she trusts me so much!"

...

An Jie’s poisoning had a significant impact on Fragrant Full Building; even after re-opening for many days, no customers came.

Zhao Hongsheng sat in an elegant room on the second floor of Drunken Immortal Residence, leisurely pouring and drinking by himself. His opposite was a man dressed in a black cloak. Even though there were only the two of them in the entire room, the man did not take off his cloak, nor did he reveal his face.