Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1495 - 314, Damn it (first update)

"Ah! Miss!"

Swept by the gust of Lin Yuan’s kick, Mo Zhu standing by the door staggered and then heavily fell to the ground.

Coincidentally, her nose struck the flower pot placed beside the door, even chipping her front teeth, and blood seeped out in a crimson flow.

Not only Mo Zhu, but several other noble young ladies were also swaying unsteadily, quivering slightly; had their maids not supported them promptly from behind, the doorway would have probably been covered with fallen bodies by now.

Su Qiuyu had just been calling for someone to force the door open, without anticipating that Lin Yuan would kick it open right behind her.

When did this woman arrive?

Is this really a woman?

Eyeing the door panel, now clanging loudly as it lay askew to one side, Su Qiuyu and her companions all gulped in unison.

Truly formidable!

Yet at this moment, they had no concerns about this rash hussy any longer, for their gazes were all drawn to the inside of the room!

Lin Yuan kicked open the door and then with another foot shoved the trying-to-cling-and-block Mo Zhu aside and entered with an overwhelming presence.

However, it was different from what she had imagined.

Weren’t there supposed to be dangers surrounding Xia Zheng? Wasn’t it said that he had fainted?

Why is this room...

Lin Yuan’s eyes widened as she observed the clothes thrown about haphazardly on the floor, and she found herself stepping on a pink Embroidered Mandarin Ducks brassiere!

"Yuck!"

With a grimace, Lin Yuan kicked the brassiere into the corner and then lifted her gaze to the bed.

The floor was messy, yet the bed was starkly clean because the bedding had long been tossed aside. Right now, the bed held nothing except an utterly naked beauty.

Yao Hanai lay there, bare-skinned, her long hair untidily spilled out behind her, covered in marks from the aftermath of pleasure.

Perhaps due to the intensity of the earlier activities, she couldn’t move even an inch at that moment, just lying there stark naked on the bed.

Though saying lying, she was actually half-propped up, with her head tilted, gazing in despair at the wide-open windows as if someone had appeared out of thin air there.

"Oh dear!"

Su Qiuyu and the others were desperate to see whether Xia Zheng had been defiled by the vile Yao Hanai, but as they rushed in, they all instinctively covered their eyes upon seeing the woman on the bed.

Yet, suspicious gaps appeared between the fingers.

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look! Why is there blood on her leg?"

The girl who uttered this was apparently still quite young; though the others were yet to marry, they had a certain understanding of bedroom affairs. Seeing the dubious bloodstains on Yao Hanai’s leg, everyone immediately grasped what had happened.

"Sister!"

Yao Zhilan shrieked as she tried to cover Yao Hanai with clothes but stopped after just two steps, scrunching up her nose in disgust, "What’s that smell? So awful!"

Indeed, it was offensive—the room was redolent with the odor of recent lovemaking, and even with the windows open, the stench wasn’t dispersing quickly enough.

"Sister, just wait, I will send someone to fetch father and mother right away to seek justice for you!"

While speaking, Yao Zhilan had her maid hurry home.

Yao Hanai, on the bed, was infuriated nearly to the point of passing out by her useless younger sister. Was this the time to fetch their parents? The most pressing matter was to chase these women who had seen her naked out of the room!

However, even though Yao Hanai was inwardly seething, she couldn’t do anything. Her entire body ached and felt sore, too exhausted to speak, even breathing felt tiresome.

She so longed to sleep and rest!

But whenever she closed her eyes, she saw nothing but the man ravaging her body. The thought alone made her wish she were blind.

Feeling nauseated for no apparent reason, Yao Hanai’s face burned, and so did her body; despite the windows and door being open, she felt as if she was burning on a pyre, in excruciating agony, wishing for death.

A tear slid past her eye, yet it could not wash away the disgrace she had endured that day.

"What happened? Zheng..."

Su Qiuyu, in a daze upon seeing the naked woman, failed to find the man she couldn’t stop thinking about and subconsciously blurted out a question.

"Miss Su, what nonsense are you talking about!"

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