Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 832 - 110 Poisoned Person_4

She was fine until she brought that up, and at the mention, Xia Zheng was fuming with anger.

He gave her a cold look and said viciously, "Ha, you think you have a point? Don’t think I don’t know what’s going through your mind. Isn’t it just that you suspect that little woman of poisoning her own husband? Humph! You’re suspicious and yet you still went to drink that tea! I would be a big fool if I let you drink it!"

"And if you drink it, you’re not a big fool?" Lin Yuan gave a sidelong glance, returning a cold look.

"You little brat, I was worried about you, afraid you’d actually get poisoned. You don’t have to thank me, but to call me a big fool!"

"You are a big fool! What would you do if you got poisoned to death?"

"I won’t get poisoned to death! I have all kinds of antidotes on me, unlike you, who dares to drink without any precaution! Stupid!"

This time it was Lin Yuan’s turn to be speechless. Thinking about it, she had indeed been too reckless just now. Fortunately, that Luomeiyan was not a woman with bad intentions, otherwise, she might have really been poisoned and dropped dead, spurting blood on the spot!

Seeing she showed signs of regret, Xia Zheng felt both distressed and annoyed. He raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, grunting, "Idiot, will you still be so reckless next time?"

Lin Yuan rubbed her forehead, still thinking about next time when she was already scared enough from this time.

Seeing the two who had just been at loggerheads now starting to get all lovey-dovey, Shopkeeper Wu was breaking out in a cold sweat, afraid that they would lose control again and do something indecent in front of him. He quickly coughed and asked, "Well, what should the two Bosses plan to do next?"

Next? The current matters hadn’t been sorted out yet!

"What do you think?"

Xia Zheng shook his head, "I can’t tell."

Lin Yuan also frowned deeply, "I can’t tell either, but that Luomeiyan said it might be someone from the An family clan seeking revenge. Do you believe her?"

"Believe it or not, why not investigate and find out?" Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow but did not comment further on this Luomeiyan.

Lin Yuan couldn’t help but ask with a sideway glance, "When we were at An’s House earlier, An Jie showed so much affection for his wife. Why did you laugh like that, as if you were looking down on him? What, you think what he said was fake?"

Lin Yuan didn’t think for a moment that what An Jie had said was fake, considering how protective he was of his wife.

Xia Zheng looked at Lin Yuan sympathetically, his gaze like one looking at a fool, which left her not knowing whether to laugh or get angry.

Before Lin Yuan could blow up, Xia Zheng had already turned to ask Shopkeeper Wu, "In An Jie Mansion, is there only this wife? Are there little concubines or maids?"

Shopkeeper Wu shook his head, "The An family is the foremost business clan in Yecheng, and they have only this son. Which family isn’t trying to get in? But this An Jie only has eyes for that Luomeiyan, he doesn’t take a second glance at other girls. Forget about little concubines or maids; even the people serving him are young servants. He doesn’t even have a single maid."

"Where does this Luomeiyan come from?" To be treated so well by An Jie, she must have a distinguished background.

Shopkeeper Wu smiled and said to Lin Yuan, "Miss Lin, what do you think she comes from? A well-bred lady from a big family? Heh, not really. The Luo family in Yecheng is just an ordinary wealthy family, running a medicine shop. It’s said that the Young Master An met her by chance when he went to the shop for medicine, and that led to this wonderful marriage."

So that was it.

"Young Master An is extremely fond of Luomeiyan. It’s been three years since their marriage, and although they don’t have children yet, Young Master An never mentioned taking a concubine. Probably for this reason, the Master of An Family is quite dissatisfied with Luomeiyan." Thinking of An Yixiang’s disdainful attitude toward Luomeiyan, Shopkeeper Wu couldn’t help but sigh.

Lin Yuan empathized; everyone says that marrying into a wealthy family is wonderful, eager to get in. But how many are truly happy after marriage? Luomeiyan was considered lucky—although her mother-in-law disliked her, at least her husband adored her. Just for this, her suspicions could be cleared.

"So, now you can be sure that Young Master An is indeed good to his wife, right?" Lin Yuan cast a sideway glance at Xia Zheng, obviously envious of the couple.

Xia Zheng raised his eyebrows and whispered in her ear with a smile, "Don’t forget, the one who first suspected Luomeiyan was you!"

"I, I was just not clear on the situation," Lin Yuan pouted, awkwardly twisting her body.

Xia Zheng’s lips curled up, and he continued, "So eager to clear Luomeiyan’s suspicion, could it be because you envy them too much? Rest assured, when you marry into the General Mansion, I will surely spoil you ten times more than An Jie does. Besides, you’re much luckier than Luomeiyan; my mother likes you so much, she even sent another message the day before yesterday asking when you can come to the Capital city!"

Oh? Lin Yuan raised her eyebrows, "And what did you say?"

"I said, the moment she’s ready with the bridal gifts, you can go to the Capital city."

"Xia Zheng!" Lin Yuan’s face turned red, and with a slap, she knocked the thick-faced, laughing man back into his chair.

Shopkeeper Wu held his forehead, wishing these two would have the decency to refrain a little.