Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1452 - 271, Truth (13)

However, the feeling of acting was indeed good.

Lin Wei chuckled to herself, feeling incredibly impressed that she hadn’t been exposed just now.

As dusk began to settle, Chen Leyao grew restless, and as soon as Embroiderer Rui announced the end of work, she was the first to put down her embroidery needle and approach Lin Wei.

Despite Lin Wei sitting upright, her heart was extremely tense.

On the surface, the two of them still seemed indifferent to each other, but when they sat together in the same carriage, they faced each other with an awkward tension.

In the past, these two had often shared carriage rides without any awkwardness; how could it be so different today?

The carriage swayed, Lin Wei and Chen Leyao each faced in different directions, ignoring each other, yet both thought back to the happy times they shared together.

As the hustle and bustle from outside the carriage grew louder, it soon came to a stop; they had arrived at Dong Tian.

Chen Leyao had been eager to get there, but once they reached the Dongtian entrance, she hesitated.

Lin Wei rose to exit the carriage but noticed that Chen Leyao remained seated, motionless, prompting her to glance at her, "What’s wrong?"

Chen Leyao looked up at Lin Wei, and in the dim carriage, Lin Wei’s face of concern shone brightly. Chen Leyao’s anxious heart inexplicably calmed down a bit, and she murmured, "Weiwei, I’m a little scared."

Lin Wei was taken aback when Chen Leyao called her Weiwei again; she knew that Chen Leyao also had suspicions in her heart. Hearing her confess to being scared tightened Lin Wei’s heart even more.

Lin Wei sat back down next to Chen Leyao and took her somewhat cold hand, comforting her in the softest and gentlest voice, "Sister Chen, don’t be afraid. If any difficulties arise, you still have me, and Xiao Linzi."

Xiao Linzi? Chen Ruochu?

Chen Leyao suddenly pictured Chen Ruochu’s expressionless, icy demeanor. Although this concubine’s son wasn’t exactly charming, it was undeniable that he was both smart and capable.

Nodding, Chen Leyao then got out of the carriage with Lin Wei.

Dong Tian’s business was always booming, and without a reservation, not to mention an elegant room, even the main hall was almost always full. However, Lin Wei was no ordinary person; the young lads naturally gave her priority service upon seeing her.

It was still early, and the Third Prince had yet to arrive. Lin Wei and Chen Leyao sat at a table near the entrance drinking tea. Saying they were drinking tea was merely a courtesy because Chen Leyao was too unsettled to really enjoy it.

Upstairs in an elegant room, Lin Yuan was talking to Chen Ruochu. Catching sight of the people seated in the hall, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile, "Speaking of which, you’re not born of the same mother as her, and her mother isn’t kind to you. Why would you think of helping her?"

Chen Ruochu raised his eyebrows, his face still bearing that annoyingly smug expression, "Because I feel like it!"

Lin Yuan glared at him. Ever since their first meeting, he had been like this, and now that he was almost her brother-in-law, he still acted as if she owed him Silver. Couldn’t he respectfully call her ’big sister’ for once?

"Hey! Remember this, you better bow your head and call me ’big sister’ when you see me, otherwise, I’ll start looking for a husband for Weiwei. The condition is simple, just respect me."

Lin Yuan watched with amusement, waiting for him to blow his top.

Much to her disappointment, Chen Ruochu didn’t get angry; instead, he seemed even more pleased with himself, "Suit yourself! But whether Weiwei will agree or not, I don’t know. If you’re not afraid of us eloping, go ahead and try to break us apart!"

Lin Yuan’s lips twitched, Chen Ruochu really was infuriating to the point of death without any compensation for it, one word from her mouth could still choke someone to death!

As the two were speaking, Lin Yuan’s pupils flickered, only to see a young girl guarding the entrance quietly making a gesture to her.

Zhao Hongde was here!

Lin Yuan quickly descended the stairs to welcome him at the entrance. Today, she had invited Zhao Hongde to dinner, not only to let Chen Leyao realize she had been deceived, but also because Lin Yuan intended to properly thank him, since after she arrived in the Capital city, he had indeed provided her with many conveniences.

"Here he comes!" As soon as she caught sight of her older sister, Lin Wei excitedly nudged Chen Leyao’s arm, while Chen Leyao herself became even more nervous, her eyes fixed tightly on Lin Yuan.

Just like Lin Wei had said, Zhao Hongde was not a person who often ventured out—when not in the palace, he was at his own residence, and even when he did come to Dong Tian, it was only a handful of times.

Today, Zhao Hongde dressed quite casually, and in order to avoid drawing attention, he deliberately chose a dark robe. Still, even so, it was hard to conceal his unique aura.

Watching the man slowly walking in at Lin Yuan’s side, Chen Leyao’s heart finally settled heavily.

No, it wasn’t him! It really wasn’t him!

Chen Leyao’s body wobbled, and all of a sudden, she felt a fog had clouded her mind, darkness crowded before her eyes until Lin Wei pinched the back of her hand tightly and she slowly regained consciousness.

"Is that, is that the Third Prince?"

Gripping Lin Wei’s hand tightly, Chen Leyao nearly couldn’t find her own voice.

Seeing Chen Leyao like this, Lin Wei also understood—she had indeed been deceived.

Although it was hard to bear, she still had to tell her the heavy truth: "Yes, that man is the Third Prince, no doubt about it!"

Chen Leyao still wanted to say some "you’re lying" retort, but the words lost their strength as they reached her lips. At this point, if she still couldn’t differentiate who the real liar was, it would be just too foolish.

"Ha, a liar, a liar, indeed a liar!"

Chen Leyao muttered to herself a few times, her body trembling involuntarily, just when a servant girl happened to be serving dishes, and her arm somehow flailed into the servant girl’s plate.

The servant girl, taken aback by the shove, tilted the plate, the soup splashing onto one of Chen Leyao’s shoulders, the dish having come out of the pot, was still very hot.

The servant girl was terrified, but Chen Leyao was like bedazzled, seemingly feeling nothing at all.

Lin Wei hurried to wipe the soup off her shoulder as the servant girl apologized profusely.

Chen Leyao felt utterly discouraged; what did she care about a piece of clothing now?

She waved her hand indifferently, her gaze somewhat hollow, and unsteadily stood up to walk outside, "Enough, enough, I’m fine."

The servant girl expressed her deepest gratitude; although she was just a servant girl serving dishes, she also had an eye for details—the clothing she had just stained was a piece made in the Red Smoke Pavilion, worth a lot of Silver. Even if her salary was three times higher than elsewhere, it wouldn’t be enough to make up for it!