Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 843 - 113 Chess piece

Having returned from Aunt Chen’s place, Lin Yuan’s heart had been unsettled until she ran into the dazzlingly dressed Chen Shimei at the entrance of Fragrant Full Building. Lin Yuan sneered, finally finding a vent for her frustrations.

It was his own doing, really—making plans to meet friends for a meal at Drunken Immortal Tower, yet upon seeing Fragrant Full Building, he had the impulse to humiliate Lin Yuan. And there you have it—just as he approached the building’s entrance, he encountered Lin Yuan stepping off her carriage.

Chen Shimei’s flamboyant attire was a sore sight for Lin Yuan. She hooked the corner of her lips coldly, yet before she could speak, the haughty Chen Shimei across from her had already started, "Ha, Shopkeeper Lin, what a coincidence to bump into you here today."

Lin Yuan shook off the goosebumps, replying indifferently, "Isn’t that just wonderful? Everywhere I go, I seem to bump into someone annoying."

Perhaps stung by Lin Yuan’s dismissive demeanor, Chen Shimei’s brows furrowed, and he huffed in dissatisfaction, "Lin Yuan, do you really think you’re still the boss of Fuman Building? Hmph, your Fragrant Full Building has involved in a deadly lawsuit—don’t you know? And here I am, considering our old ties, thinking of giving you a hand, and you—ungrateful, displaying such arrogance—do you really think you are a star in the heavens?" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"So, you came to help me? It’s obvious you’re just here to gloat!"

Lin Yuan was amused by this shameless fellow. To talk about old ties, as if there was any such thing between them—let alone that, did he really consider himself someone who cherished past affections? A man who did not even care for his own parents was shamelessly speaking of affection, how laughable!

With his intention laid bare by Lin Yuan, Chen Shimei felt a moment of discomfort. However, in the months spent in Yecheng, his learning may have made little progress, but his skin had grown considerably thicker.

"Yes, since you’ve seen through me, I’ll speak plainly—I am here to gloat," Chen Shimei said, hands crossed over his chest, looking down at Lin Yuan with a superior air, "Aren’t you the one who climbed up to the position of being Fuman Building’s boss? Thought that having some money in your hands made you better than me? Well, how is it now? This Fragrant Full Building of yours is in trouble. Where is your lover? Ran away? Lin Yuan, oh Lin Yuan, I thought you were a smart woman, but turns out you’re a fool!"

With a smile that was neither here nor there, Lin Yuan leaned against the carriage, arms wrapped around herself, quietly watching Chen Shimei as he indulged in his sense of superiority. When he finally stopped talking, Lin Yuan cleared her ears, chuckled, and said, "Hmm? Done talking? Now, it’s my turn."

Chen Shimei had been talking until his mouth was dry and his cheeks ached, fully expecting Lin Yuan to be either fuming with shame or regretfully in tears, yet to his surprise, she actually laughed!

She actually managed to laugh!

"Go on!" Chen Shimei said through gritted teeth, irritated.

Lin Yuan shrugged, uttering just one sentence, "Young Master Chen, you really shouldn’t worry about my affairs. You, on the other hand, should be concerned about your parents—they’re living in a place that’s both dirty and poor. If others were to find out that someone like you has parents living in such a squalid place..."

"Lin Yuan! Shut up!" In both shame and urgency, Chen Shimei became truly enraged!

Chen Shimei glanced nervously behind him—Drunken Immortal Residence was right across from Fragrant Full Building, and many of the prominent figures of Yecheng were passing by, quite a few familiar with Chen Shimei.

Noticing the strange glances from others, Chen Shimei stepped forward and threatened in a low voice, "Lin Yuan, don’t spout nonsense! I’m an orphan; I don’t have parents!"

As he approached, Lin Yi had already moved ahead to stand protectively in front of Lin Yuan. However, Lin Yuan was aware that Chen Shimei was just an empty shell, good-looking but useless.

Gesturing to Lin Yi to relax, Lin Yuan stepped out from behind him, with a face full of disappointment, "Chen Zhu, you really don’t think that by changing your name, you’ve changed your birth, do you? Don’t forget where you came from. And don’t forget, when you and your folks fled from your hometown in hardship, to save you—their only son—Aunt Chen and her husband sold their daughter! It’s not just your own responsibility you carry on your shoulders, but also that of your dead and sold brothers and sisters! On quiet nights, don’t you ever feel a chill on your back? Hmph, Chen Zhu, there is karma for good and evil deeds; take care of yourself!"