Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1493 - 312, Faint (4)

And the two people, whom everyone had labeled as fools, were currently staring at each other in a nearby tea house.

Xia Zheng, who had been intently gazed at by Su Tianrui, finally couldn’t help but explode: "Are you tired or not? Can you give your eyes a break?"

Su Tianrui wrinkled his nose, huffing unhappily: "Not tired!"

Despite saying he wasn’t tired, Su Tianrui subconsciously rubbed his sour eye sockets, tears immediately flowing from his hands.

In order not to be ridiculed by Xia Zheng, he quickly moved his hands behind his back and stealthily wiped them on his clothes.

"You and that... well, well, Princess Pingxi, stop staring at me, I’ve corrected myself, haven’t I?"

Feeling the warning in Xia Zheng’s gaze, Su Tianrui quickly corrected himself and even pouted in complaint: "At home, calling her Princess Pingxi gets me scolded by my little sister. I finally started calling her ’village girl’ and now you glare at me, why is my life so hard?"

Xia Zheng curled his lip and pretended not to hear his complaint.

Seeing the person opposite ignoring him, Su Tianrui awkwardly touched his nose and said: "Hey, my little sister has been nagging me these past days to meet up with you. I, I know you probably don’t want to see her, and I’ve always made excuses. Xia Zheng, we grew up together since we were kids, so did Qiu Yu, have things really come to the point where we can’t meet anymore?"

Xia Zheng’s eyelids flicked, Su Tianrui was right, they grew up together, and just one expression would give him away—otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to accurately grasp Xia Zheng’s intentions back in the gambling house.

However, the brotherhood is one thing, and romantic feelings are another. If the two get mixed up, they might not even be able to remain brothers in the future.

"I only want to say one thing, if she behaves herself, I will treat her as a sister out of consideration for her being your sister. If she..."

Xia Zheng didn’t need to finish the sentence, Su Tianrui already understood; to be honest, Xia Zheng was not an easy person to get along with.

But thinking of his sister who had lost interest in food and was wasting away, Su Tianrui couldn’t help but ask: "With the valiance of ’Fair Maidens’, can’t you have both? Don’t tell me the General Mansion doesn’t allow concubines. If you are willing, I believe neither Princess Anle nor the Great General would..."

"Tian Rui!"

Xia Zheng’s slightly cold voice made Su Tianrui shudder, he couldn’t help swallowing and lowered his head, nodding slowly: "I know, I know."

Let alone the Great General and Princess Anle agreeing to him taking a concubine, even if Lin Yuan agreed, he would definitely not take a concubine. It wasn’t a matter of family upbringing, but his own will.

Moreover, that fierce mother tiger would definitely not agree to him taking a concubine!

Because of Su Qiuyu’s matter, Su Tianrui felt awkward to sit with Xia Zheng any longer and got up to leave.

Xia Zheng lowered his gaze and sipped the tea in his hand, seemingly struck by a thought, and suddenly stood up and went downstairs.

Perhaps he was too hasty in his departure, as he accidentally knocked over a girl who was ascending the stairs.

The girl, dressed in plain clothes and wearing a veil, had an indistinct appearance, but her eyes were vivid like shimmering water, extremely expressive.

Xia Zheng descended, the girl climbed, and the inadvertent collision caused the girl to instinctively fall backwards.

Xia Zheng’s eyes flashed, a swift dark light passed through his gaze, and he stepped on the long hem of the woman’s dress. With the skirt hem pinned under his foot, the woman froze in a backward-falling pose without actually falling.

"Miss!"

From behind the young woman, the maid belatedly caught hold of her, letting out a very loud cry that drew the attention of the few people present in the teahouse.

Xia Zheng’s lips curled up at the corner as he coldly snorted at Mo Zhu, "You were right behind your miss. Didn’t you notice she was falling? Or were you planning to let your miss fall just to enjoy the spectacle?"

Indeed, this maid was Mo Zhu.

The woman who almost fell while wearing a veil was Yao Hanai, who had recently been loudly called upon by everyone to enter into marriage. Perhaps fearful of being recognized by the common people, Yao Hanai had donned a veil when she went out today.

Being glared at coldly by Xia Zheng made Mo Zhu’s face flush red, and her expression became instantly flustered.

She even felt the gazes of a number of onlookers roaming over her with ill intent. She had indeed deliberately not caught Yao Hanai, but not because she wanted to watch the excitement; it was at Yao Hanai’s own request, otherwise how could they make Xia Zheng extend his hand to save her?

It’s just a pity that things didn’t develop as they had planned. Indeed, Xia Zheng had descended the stairs, and Yao Hanai had indeed been knocked over, but why didn’t that man reach out his hands to catch her? Even a pull would have been good!

Watching as Xia Zheng stepped on her dress, leaving a black mark, Yao Hanai fumed silently. Was she so annoying that he had to use his foot on her dress as a means to save her?

Had she known it would come to this, she would have allowed herself to fall hard, preferably breaking an arm or leg, and then cling to Xia Zheng for the rest of her life! fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

However, Xia Zheng wouldn’t give her that chance.

Before Yao Hanai could speak, Xia Zheng had already turned around and went upstairs, taking another staircase to go down.

Yao Hanai’s face could be described as black as the bottom of a pot. Was he willing to walk so much more just to avoid speaking with her?

Mo Zhu behind her trembled, thankful that Xia Zheng had not taken a fancy to Yao Hanai, otherwise facing such a king of hell every day would be terrifying!

"Miss, that thing..."

Mo Zhu had just started to speak when Yao Hanai silenced her with a look, causing her to quickly lower her head, yet there was an inexplicable dark glint in her downcast eyes.

Glancing at the door where Xia Zheng’s figure had already disappeared, Yao Hanai touched her veil and then turned to go downstairs: "Let’s go, follow him!"

Mo Zhu nodded repeatedly, hastily following behind, but not without inadvertently glancing into a room on the second floor as she exited.

Today, on her way out, Lin Yuan specifically instructed Xia Zheng to go to Liu Limin’s place outside the city to ask about the status of the red wine fermentation, planning to use the red wine for a dish during a competition with Drunken Immortal Tower.

Because of Su Tianrui’s sudden appearance, Xia Zheng almost forgot about this matter.

Xia Zheng, who usually preferred to drive the carriage by himself when not accompanying Lin Yuan, just couldn’t understand why, but as soon as the carriage left the city gate, he began to feel dizzy.

Glancing at the city gate, then at He family village ahead, Xia Zheng gritted his teeth and kept urging the carriage forward.

In the early winter in the outskirts, occasionally a few crows flew by. Xia Zheng’s carriage sped along the lonely path, slowing down more and more until it finally stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, a brightly colored carriage quickly approached; Yao Hanai lifted the carriage curtain, looked at the man who had fainted on the other carriage, and her lips rose high into a smile...

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