Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 810: Sort out the trash_2

Having dispatched people to intercept Liu Limin halfway, Liu Damei was in the know, since it was she who had suggested the idea to Meng Tong! Alas, she had not expected this frail-looking Liu Limin to actually carry a stick with her, and even knock those two towering men to the ground.

Ouch. Liu Damei couldn’t help but clasp her chest in lament, recognizing that a shrew was indeed a shrew, and Liu Limin’s notorious reputation was well-earned.

However, today she couldn’t allow those siblings to follow her any longer; the matter had been dragging on for too long. Meng Tong hadn’t become anxious yet, but that lady Meng Chunyan had already sought her out several times.

"Ay, little sister, aren’t you worrying over nothing? You said it yourself, you were robbed outside the city; could it be that the robbers would dare to rush into our town? Rest assured, our Zhuma Town is safe and harmonious, there definitely won’t be anything amiss."

Upon hearing this, Liu Limin snorted, "Me? I’m actually hoping they’d dare come into town. If they do, I’ll ensure they won’t leave alive!"

Saying this, she posed as if ready to beat someone. Liu Damei’s back shuddered with relief. Luckily, the little shrew wasn’t carrying her stick, or else she really wouldn’t have dared to invite her out.

Nevertheless, Liu Limin did indeed leave the siblings behind, and on her way out, she nonchalantly reminded them, "There are still pastries I bought from Rice Flower Fragrance on my table; you, girl, don’t you like their mung bean cake the most? They’re all yours now."

The young girl’s eyes darted around as she smiled in agreement.

Liu Damei, on the other hand, felt envious as she pouted. Even a mere guard could eat pastries from Rice Flower Fragrance every day; it truly was infuriating to compare oneself to others!

"Alright, Sister Damei, let’s go!" Wrapping her arm around Liu Damei’s affectionately, Liu Limin pulled her out the door.

Watching the two leave, the young girl’s smile slowly faded, and she said in a solemn voice, "Big brother, follow Miss, I’ll go to Fuman Building to send a message."

As usual, they strolled the streets for a while, then went to a restaurant to eat. This time, however, they changed locations.

"Sister Damei, don’t we always go to Fuman Building? Why are we going to Fragrant Hall this time?"

Because the owner there is an old acquaintance of Boss Meng, it’s the safest place for our scheme not to be exposed. Liu Damei sneered to herself, but her face was all smiles as she replied, "Sister, you wouldn’t know, but even though Fragrant Hall doesn’t look as grand as Fuman Building, their signature dishes are truly excellent! The last time your brother-in-law took me there, I’ve been craving their dishes ever since!"

Liu Limin scoffed internally, wondering if she was really craving the dishes or plotting against someone.

"Wow, Sister Damei, your brother-in-law is really good to you!" Liu Limin complimented insincerely while pretending to daydream like a little girl, "If only my future husband could also cherish me so dearly, how wonderful that would be!"

Whether your future husband would cherish you or not, Liu Damei didn’t know, but she did know that an old man was about to come along to dote on you. She thought vindictively, the smile on her lips chilling slightly.

"Come on, Sister Damei, let’s hurry to Fragrant Hall. Hearing you talk about it, I just can’t wait to taste their food!" Liu Limin, with her girlish demeanor, pulled Liu Damei with a sense of urgency and called out loudly.

The person following them closely flashed a signal behind them, notifying Lin Yuan to go.

Just as Liu Limin had expected, there was indeed someone waiting for her at Fragrant Hall—it was none other than Meng Tong. Since Liu Limin had entered the elegant room next door, Meng Tong had been feeling heated and uncontrollable. Rubbing his hands sneakily, he waited eagerly for Liu Damei to give him a signal.

And all of Meng Tong’s disgraceful behavior was caught in the eyes of his own daughter, Meng Chunyan. Just like the praying mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, Meng Chunyan was currently opposite Meng Tong’s room, glancing through the half-open crevice, gleefully watching the drama she had personally orchestrated, even beginning to fantasize about Lin Yuan’s tormented expression upon learning of her aunt’s humiliation.

But little did father and daughter suspect that the true mastermind behind the scenes was at that moment observing from a tea house across the street. Xia Zheng poured a cup of tea for Lin Yuan, laughing, "The Meng family really knows how to pick a spot, providing us with such an excellent vantage point."

Lin Yuan had no interest in listening to Xia Zheng at that moment, her eyes glued through the window slit, monitoring every movement across the street. Despite the siblings secretly protecting her, she was truly worried about her aunt risking herself in danger.