Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1442 - 261, Meet (3)

Inside River View Tower, Lady Jiang followed Tao Hua’s arrangement and brought Chen Leyao to the elegant room on the second floor.

"Mother, mother, I’m a bit, a bit nervous."

As soon as they entered the elegant room, Chen Leyao became anxious. She tightly held Lady Jiang’s hand, seeking some comfort from her. But she discovered that Lady Jiang’s hand was even colder than hers.

"Mother, you..."

This was also Lady Jiang’s first time handling such a matter, and the person they were about to meet was a Prince, who might become the Emperor in the future! Good heavens, Lady Jiang tightly covered her chest, feeling as if her heart would leap out if she didn’t press down on it.

"Yaoyao, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. The matchmaker has already arranged everything. Once she knocks on the door, you must hurry out and ’accidentally’ bump into the Third Prince. Didn’t the matchmaker say so? The Third Prince is a gentleman and one who cherishes and values beauty; he will surely play the hero saving the damsel in distress. Listen to mother, it’s very simple, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!"

Despite her assurances, Lady Jiang couldn’t shake the feeling that what was about to happen wouldn’t be as simple as she imagined.

The mother and daughter anxiously waited in the room, with time seeming to pass very slowly. The more anxious they felt, the more agitated they became.

Fearing she would ruin her makeup or wrinkle her gown, Chen Leyao sat gracefully on the chair, not daring to move. She even felt her back stiffening, afraid to move a muscle.

But Lady Jiang was pacing back and forth in the room restlessly. This movement made Chen Leyao even more distressed.

"Mother, can’t you just sit down and wait? You’re walking back and forth; it’s making my head spin!"

Lady Jiang let out a heavy sigh, but she showed no intention of sitting down. She looked at her daughter with a frown, "That—daughter, your mother needs to relieve herself. Ouch, I really can’t hold it any longer!"

Chen Leyao’s eyebrows shot up as she quickly called out, "Mother, no! You can’t leave. I’ll be scared by myself! Who knows when the matchmaker will send the signal, and I, I am too afraid to wait here alone!"

Lady Jiang grimaced, "But, but I really can’t hold it! My daughter, just wait here for a moment, don’t be afraid, don’t be anxious. Mother will be back soon, very soon!"

"Mother, no, please mother!"

"Daughter, wait here and don’t move. Mother will be back shortly, just a moment and—ah!"

Accompanied by a wretched cry, Lady Jiang thudded heavily onto the ground!

At the same time, Chen Leyao heard the knock from the matchmaker.

Looking at Lady Jiang sprawled out on the floor in the shape of a ’big character,’ Chen Leyao gasped in shock. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

It turned out that as Lady Jiang was talking to Chen Leyao and hurriedly heading to the outhouse, she didn’t notice a man casually passing in front of her while she was still looking back at Chen Leyao.

Just like that, Lady Jiang collided with the man’s body. And that man, obviously having no intention of playing the hero to save the beauty, decisively sidestepped backward after seeing Lady Jiang’s aged face, sighing inwardly.

"Mother!"

At the instant Lady Jiang hit the ground, Chen Leyao heard the urgent knocking from next door. She stared blankly at the handsome man standing beside Lady Jiang, and her heart immediately sank into an abyss.

No wonder Wu Hanyu wished to marry the Second Prince, no wonder so many noble ladies were breaking their heads trying to squeeze into the princes’ mansions—it all had a reason.

The Third Prince was truly too dashing, too handsome!

If before it was to make Wu Hanyu envious, now Chen Leyao purely wanted to marry the man who was the Third Prince.

"Ouch, ouch!"

Lady Jiang’s agonized cries yanked Chen Leyao’s consciousness back to reality. Quickly adopting an expression of urgent concern, she delicately raised her fingers like orchid blossoms, pinching the hem of her dress, and trotted with petite, elegant steps to Lady Jiang’s side, crying out in pain, "Mother, mother, how are you? Mother, where does it hurt? Boo-hoo, your daughter is heartbroken for you!"

Lady Jiang lay face down on the ground, feeling something hot flowing from her nose. She wanted to tell her daughter that her whole body was in pain, especially her face. But she couldn’t open her mouth because it was intimately in contact with the ground, her lips nearly swollen.

The scene before them was a beautiful, adorable young girl kneeling miserably beside an old granny who had fallen so badly she was barely breathing, her tears making her look like a pear blossom bathed in rain. Such a scene would move anyone to pity.

Especially the passionate and handsome man nearby?

"Miss, how is your mother doing? Please restrain your grief, Miss. Perhaps we should help your mother up first!"

Chen Leyao frowned slightly, feeling that something in the Third Prince’s words was off. Restrain your grief? Her mother had merely fallen, not died. How could he speak of restraining grief?

Just as she was pondering, Chen Leyao felt a gentle hand suddenly lifting her up. Instantly, all thoughts and doubts disappeared from her mind.

Chen Leyao’s body stiffened in an instant, not responding to her commands. She could only stand up slowly, following the Third Prince’s arm, the cries of Lady Jiang lying on the ground no longer her concern.

"Your Highness." Just as she began to address him so, Chen Leyao recalled Lady Jiang’s earlier admonition and hastily corrected herself, "Sir, thank you, sir."

"Don’t be sad, Miss. I’ll have someone take your mother to her room."

The man’s smile was brimming with charm, his eyes seemingly able to speak, leaving Chen Leyao completely immersed and unable to climb out.

Lady Jiang, in her misery on the ground, despite the intense pain, found her ears very effective. Hearing her daughter so easily captivate the Third Prince, she hardly noticed her own pain in her delight.

Chen Leyao’s first encounter with the Third Prince went very smoothly, and the two naturally proceeded to chat in the elegant room. After Lady Jiang was helped up by the prince’s men, she excused herself to rest in the adjacent elegant room due to her discomfort, leaving her own room for her daughter and the Third Prince.

Next door in the room, Tao Hua was already waiting with a beaming smile. Seeing Lady Jiang, she couldn’t help but laugh and tease, "Big sister, you really do dote on your daughter! It was just a fake fall, yet you couldn’t bear to let her get hurt and had to do it yourself. Look at that injury on your face; it’s going to take several days to heal!"