Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 854 - 115 Date, The Truth_3

Lady Fan had a beaming smile on her face, finding the man in white more and more to her liking.

Liu Limin, on the other hand, glared with widened eyes, wishing she could flay the brazen man before her with the sheer force of her glare! To call him thick-skinned was an understatement—it was more like he had no shame at all!

"Alright, alright, I won’t disturb you two any longer, carry on, carry on!" Lady Fan laughed, her crow’s-feet growing deeper, as she took Jeng Ruyue by the hand and headed out. They had barely stepped out of the cellar when her suppressed laughter could be heard drifting back in.

Listening to her mother’s triumphant laughter—as if she had finally married off her daughter—Liu Limin wished she could vanish into a crack in the ground.

"You scoundrel, get lost!" she threw the sash of the clothes at Young Master Wuhen, as if venting her anger, pushing him away fiercely.

Leave?

Young Master Wuhen raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Are you willing to let me go, Madam? Aren’t you going to make me pay for the wine?"

How could she dare to ask him for the wine money now? If he didn’t leave, she feared she’d end up owing herself to him!

"Forget it! Just get lost!"

Liu Limin rubbed her chest with distress—those were several jars of wine, including two jars of premium grade! That was a fortune, all gone to waste!

She may have given up on the silver, but someone had no intention of leaving: "You’re not asking me to compensate for the wine anymore, so now it’s time to settle my account. My clothes are ruined, and I won’t ask you for silver but for an identical replacement."

The fabric of his clothes was Smoke-cloud brocade, a tribute from a neighboring country. You couldn’t find a second piece like it in all of Zhuma Town, let alone the entire Dayong Empire.

Liu Limin turned her head abruptly, her gaze locked on the triumphant, scheming smirk of the man. A bad feeling surged within her—her family’s cellar was probably doomed...

It took only two days for Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng to receive their visitor.

Seeing them, An Jie had a somber expression, his voice laden with heaviness, "Why do you suspect Luomeiyan?"

Lin Yuan was slightly taken aback by his direct question as soon as he entered the door.

Xia Zheng, however, sat leisurely in his chair and countered with a question, "Don’t you suspect her yourself? Why ask us?"

An Jie pursed his lips, seemingly offering an explanation mixed with complaint, "After you left that day, Father locked Ru Yue up, and I knelt outside her room all night but couldn’t persuade him to change his mind. If it weren’t for Mother taking pity on my weak constitution and the return of my old illness to plead with Father, Ru Yue might still be kneeling in the cold ancestral hall now."

That must be why he came to Fragrant Full Building two days later.

Lin Yuan exchanged a glance with Xia Zheng before turning to ask, "You, didn’t you ask her?"

’She,’ naturally, was Luomeiyan.

An Jie gave a wry smile, "Do I even need to ask? She kept silent after coming out of the ancestral hall, not uttering a word until last night when she saw the swollen knees I got from pleading for her. She just scoffed and called me a fool, and then, and then said... said the poison indeed came from her own hand."

So, Luomeiyan had already confessed!

"What do your parents plan to do with her?" That was the real issue. An Jie had been poisoned, and Fragrant Full Building had suffered an unwarranted disaster, so An’s House would have to give them an explanation. But looking at An Jie, would he even bear to do so?

As expected, An Jie couldn’t bear to.

"I... I’ve locked her in the room and forbidden her to speak of this matter to anyone. But don’t worry, I have someone keeping watch over her. She... she won’t try to escape."

Xia Zheng had thought that after identifying the culprit, he’d be eager to make an arrest, but surprisingly, he merely curled his lip and said indifferently, "With you here, she won’t try to escape."

An Jie was initially taken aback before laughing at himself, "Indeed, she hasn’t finished with me yet; why would she want to flee?"

Sensing the sadness emanating from An Jie, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but shudder. Regardless of how Luomeiyan felt about An Jie, this man truly loved her. When he said he had placed guards on Luomeiyan, it was probably out of fear she would harm herself.

Xia Zheng snorted softly, "Right, she hasn’t achieved her goal, so naturally she won’t leave. But she is your woman; don’t you know what she’s like toward you?"

An Jie remained silent. How could he not know? If Luomeiyan could show him the same love he felt for her, he wouldn’t have to live in constant anxiety, loving her so cautiously. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Lin Yuan quietly tugged at Xia Zheng’s sleeve and shook her head.

Xia Zheng rolled his eyes and got back to the point, "Never mind your marital issues; we outsiders shouldn’t interfere. However, regarding her poisoning you, what do you intend to do about it?"