Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1334 - 186. Is it enough? (Second update)

Holding Lin Yuan’s right hand, he slightly moved and pinched it. Ouch, how soft!

Another pinch...

"Slap!"

Lin Yuan delivered a slap to his face, fortunately, the entire hall was bustling with noise, and everyone’s attention was drawn by the just-arrived First Scholar, so nobody noticed what happened here. Otherwise, Xia Zheng, who was just showing off their affection, would have been embarrassingly at a loss.

Even though no one noticed, Xia Zheng’s face had already turned completely red from embarrassment because, the soft place he accidentally pinched seemed to be Lin Yuan’s...

"I’m so sorry, Yuanyuan, I didn’t do it on purpose, I touched it by accident..."

"Hmph!" Lin Yuan felt both shy and angry. She had been held by Xia Zheng, thinking he was such a good man, but that foolish love state lasted only a brief moment before she got confused. Couldn’t this guy avoid touching her in front of so many people?

Fortunately, the boys were all busy at the time, and Shopkeeper Liu was called away by some official to chat; otherwise, her face would have been red as a fully ripe shrimp.

"Go away! Get out of the way! Don’t block my calculations!" She frantically pushed Xia Zheng aside and pretentiously took out an abacus, only to fiddle with it for a long time without knowing what she had calculated.

Xia Zheng sheepishly stuck out his tongue and slinked off to the side, but he couldn’t suppress the smile curling at his lips.

The Second Prince had arrived, and as the chief examiner, Third Prince Zhao Hongde naturally had to attend, but unlike Zhao Hongsheng, he wasn’t accompanied by family nor did he make a high-profile appearance to accept everyone’s worship.

His elegant room was filled with just a few close friends. Meanwhile, Sixth Prince Zhao Hongyan took this opportunity to sneak out as well. It seemed that Princess Anle and Consort Shu had done their work on Consort Tian perfectly, as now she no longer strictly limited Zhao Hongyan’s movements as before.

Ever since the accidental meeting between Xia Zhen and Xiao Linshuang at Xia Zhen’s wedding, Zhao Hongyan had been sneaking out every few days. Either he came to Dongtian to binge eat and drink with Xiao Linshuang or found a way to ditch his escorts and run out to play with Xiao Linshuang.

It was unclear whether Zhao Hongyan was naturally a foodie, or if it was Xiao Linshuang’s influence, but now he had completely transformed into a foodie himself, even outdoing Xiao Linshuang.

Every time they bought something delicious, Zhao Hongyan ate most of it. Xiao Linshuang was torn between feeling sorry for the food and feeling sorry for him—it wasn’t easy being a prince who couldn’t even get a full meal in the palace. Poor thing!

Thinking like this, she didn’t feel so bad about the food anymore; she let Zhao Hongyan have all the good stuff.

And the direct consequence of this was that within just two months, Zhao Hongyan’s originally delicate face had puffed up like a balloon, visibly growing fatter and fatter.

This delighted Consort Tian immensely; her son being plump and strong meant he was healthy!

Today, at the banquet, Zhao Hongyan just showed his face near his third brother before sneaking off with Xiao Linshuang. The two didn’t go anywhere special, just made use of the fact that Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng were too busy to notice them, running off to play in the third-floor Dream Kingdom.

"Let those two play!" Lin Yuan said with a smile, shaking her head, as the young waiter came to report that the two had gone to the third floor.

However, Xia Zheng was obsessing over his hard-found treasures; he quickly spun around, handed a notebook to a young waiter, and had him document everything the two accidentally broke, and as for who would be paying for the damages, of course, it was the newly crowned First Scholar Ma Junying.

The young waiter’s mouth twitched, thinking to himself that the poor First Scholar was indeed an easy mark.

Not far from the Dongtian entrance, Cheng Yuexiu was hiding in a carriage, peeking outside for what seemed like the umpteenth time. Her father was a government official as well and naturally had to attend the banquet. Sadly, virtually no one brought female family members; otherwise, she could have openly met with Ma Junying.

Just as she was feeling blue, Cheng Yuexiu glanced spontaneously inside a room and saw a lively, adorable young girl chatting and laughing intimately with Lin Yuan.

"You aren’t..."

Cheng Yuexiu’s brows furrowed tightly. Wasn’t that woman Ma Junying’s younger sister, Ma Xiaonan?