Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 819: When will I marry you?

It wasn’t just Meng Chunyan, but also Meng Tong and Liu Damei.

"I heard Liu Damei was divorced by her husband, and those who came to catch the adulterers even spread the news about her affair." Lin Yuan rolled her eyes and glanced at Xia Zheng, no need to say, this was definitely his doing.

"However, it seems like it was due to Meng Tong’s pressure, his name was preserved." Lin Yuan frowned and added, "It’s just a pity for Da Hai and those men who caught the adulterers, losing their jobs like that. Hey, can’t you just behave for a moment? I won’t let you play with my hands anymore, and now you’ve switched to playing with my hair, haven’t you?"

Lin Yuan pouted and pulled her hair out of his grasp, glaring at him fiercely as a warning not to touch anything on her again.

With no hair left to play with, Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow and presented his own face, shamelessly smiling, "If I can’t play with yours, then let you play with mine. Where would you like to play? Nose? Hair? Hands, or maybe, there?"

Tsk tsk, such shamelessness!

Lin Yuan’s cheeks flushed, she reached out to push this utterly shameless guy away, stood up to leave, but was firmly captured in someone’s embrace.

"Trying to run without finishing talking?"

Feeling his warm breath on her cheek, Lin Yuan’s heart raced as she huffed, "Go on then, what else do you want to say?"

Xia Zheng hooked his lips into a mischievous smile, "Of course it’s about where you want to play."

"Xia Zheng! If you keep this up, I’ll stop talking to you!"

Seeing that the little tigress was about to explode again, Xia Zheng laughed and temporarily let her go, continuing their earlier conversation, "Right, about Da Hai and the others. Does it matter whether they leave Meng Family Wine House or not? Anyway, it won’t last much longer."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, "You knew?"

Xia Zheng winked, "Of course, would Auntie spend silver to poach people otherwise?"

Lin Yuan was aware of the poaching from Meng Family Wine House by Liu Limin, and although she had acquired several talents, since then, Liu Limin and Meng Family Wine House had become sworn enemies.

Although Liu’s Brewery had more or less stabilized its footing, it was still thin compared to the longer-established Meng Family Wine House. Lin Yuan worried that Meng Family Wine House would cause them troubles.

"Meng Tong is not a simple person, just look at what happened to the Chen family last time, he even used such mean tactics with the street thugs. I’m worried he might do something desperate," she said.

Lin Yuan’s concern was not unfounded; their plot against Meng Tong had been very successful partly because Meng Tong had been unguarded. Now that he had learned his lesson, dealing with him next time would be difficult.

Xia Zheng took Lin Yuan’s small hand in his and gently rubbed it, comforting her, "Auntie is no ordinary person either, and she’s got that brother and sister duo by her side, so relax."

"Yes, Young Master, as you command," Lin Yuan gave him a sideways glare and quickly withdrew her hand. Seeing him reaching out to grab it again, she dodged away and said seriously, "Alright, let’s set the Meng family’s issues aside for now and discuss our own matters first."

"Our marriage?" Upon mentioning their own matters, Xia Zheng’s eyes lit up and his voice changed with excitement, "Yes, yes, the moment you nod, I can marry you anytime!"

"Pah!" Lin Yuan’s cheeks turned red and she snapped back, "What nonsense are you saying? I’m talking about serious matters, stop being so fanciful!"

Sprayed with a face full of saliva, Xia Zheng’s passion was instantly extinguished. What fanciful thoughts? He dreamt of marrying her, okay?

"Alright, alright, just tell me what it is," knowing that he would upset Lin Yuan if he continued with his nonsense, Xia Zheng reluctantly sat back down, looking dejected. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Lin Yuan patted her cheeks to feel less flushed, then turned around and said seriously, "This morning, Shopkeeper Wu sent someone over, saying there’s trouble again in Yecheng."

"What now, is there another ruckus at Drunken Immortal Residence?" Xia Zheng seemed nonchalant, scoffing, "Does Lao Wu intend to give up? He always sends his problems to you. He didn’t bother with me even after following me for several years."

Lin Yuan was speechless, "Is it him not bothering with you, or you not bothering with him? With your hands-off shopkeeper attitude, people can’t even find you, how are they supposed to message you? At least I’m always in Zhuma Town, who else would he turn to if not me?"