Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1528 - 333, it’s best to watch with the second update (first update)

Lin Yuan glanced at the pale-faced Yin Xing, her eyes slightly narrowed, but she said nothing and put on a coat before taking the two of them out.

At the door, Lin Yi had already prepared the carriage, obviously having heard the rumor earlier.

Seeing Lin Yuan and the others come out, Lin Yi looked at Yin Xing with some concern.

As the carriage proceeded, Yin Xing tried to speak several times, but after seeing Lin Yuan’s somewhat gloomy face, she kept her mouth shut, nervously fiddling with the corner of her clothes.

Lin Yuan naturally noticed her abnormality; she had been waiting for Yin Xing to speak up, but the girl just wouldn’t talk.

Well, if she wouldn’t talk, it didn’t matter. They would know what was going on once they arrived at Dongtian.

Rounding the street corner, Lin Yuan heard a sharp and fierce scolding, harsh words filled the air.

Lin Yuan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and Yin Xing trembled, her fingers shaking.

Shui Xian’s face flushed with anger as she bit her lips tightly; previously, she had either been in the Military Mansion or with Lin Yuan, unaccustomed to hearing such vulgar words.

"Stop!"

Lin Yuan suddenly spoke, and Lin Yi immediately stopped the carriage.

Clutching the reins tightly, Lin Yi squinted dangerously, sternly asking without turning his head, "Miss, shall I drive away that insolent woman right now?"

"No need."

Lin Yuan had already parted the carriage curtains and poked her head out, looking interestedly at the woman cursing at the Dongtian entrance, supporting her chin with a hand, her face full of excitement.

This side of Lin Yuan, Lin Yi hadn’t seen in a long time; the last time might have been back at Lin Family Hollow.

Lin Yi gave a dry cough, twisted his body with reins in hand, and moved aside, finally giving the scolding woman a sympathetic look.

Shui Xian and Yin Xing had never seen Lin Yuan so delighted; they exchanged glances, puzzled. Dongtian was being cursed at like this, yet why was the young lady sitting here so cheerfully watching this scene, as if the woman wasn’t cursing her place?

Lin Yuan hooked the corner of her lips, her eyes measuring the ranting woman up and down.

The woman was dressed in a lotus pink silk gown, wearing a Silver Hairpin on her head; when she raised her hand to curse, a silver bracelet on her wrist flashed, looking somewhat familiar.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, judging from her dress, this woman must come from a well-off household, but why were her words so ugly?

With her thoughts swiftly turning, Lin Yuan eyed the pale-faced Yin Xing next to her and continued to listen silently to the woman’s tirade.

At that moment, the woman, with one hand on her hip and another pointing directly at Shopkeeper Liu at the Dongtian entrance, shouted mercilessly.

"What kind of creature! The whole place is full of ingrates. Ungrateful wretches! You people think you can ignore me because you’ve got some stinky money? Huh? Didn’t you see how much I worried and how much hair I’ve lost over your whole darn family? I don’t get to wear nice things, don’t get to eat nice things, always starving and freezing at home, but how wonderful for you! Your mother, eating delicacies and enjoying fine drinks every day, when have you ever cared for us?"

After an incessant tirade, the woman finally paused, turning slightly to the side, allowing Lin Yuan to see her full face.

This casual glance nearly made Lin Yuan spit out her meal from two days ago!

Despite approaching forty, she still smeared a thick layer of make-up on her face, not just heavy make-up, but also drawn eyebrows and lips. It seemed she had applied rouge on her cheeks, although clearly not high-quality since it smeared all over her face as she cursed. Yet, the woman remained oblivious, flirting with her hair while believing she looked beautiful. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Finally, Lin Yuan couldn’t stand it anymore, turning her head with a tone somewhere between pity and resignation, she gave Yin Xing a bitter smile: "Is this your stepmother? Fortunately, she’s just a stepmother!"

Yin Xing blinked, clearly not expecting Lin Yuan to have deduced this woman’s identity so early. But then again, how could her intelligent young lady not guess?

With her lips tightly pursed, she slightly lowered her head as a tear slowly emerged from the corner of her eye.

Lin Yuan’s heart softened, indeed, if her own mother were still around, who would want such a stepmother?

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