Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 792 - 099 Auntie in Trouble_4

Speaking of which, Liu Limin couldn’t help but have the sleazy old lecher’s squinting eyes float into her mind, sending shivers down her spine, and she shuddered.

"Later, I got wise and had someone quietly look into the man. Sure enough, he has so many little concubines at home that they’re almost as numerous as the girls at Chunfeng Building. To make things worse, his wife is spineless and can’t control the old lecher, further emboldening his brazen arrogance. Whenever he sees a good-looking girl outside, he figures out a way to get her into his bed. Who knows how many innocent girls he has harmed; he’s an old bastard indeed!"

Liu Limin’s words hammered at Lin Yuan’s heart. According to her, this old lecher had taken a fancy to Liu Limin!

Anxiously, she gripped Liu Limin’s hand and asked with concern, "Auntie, what about you?"

"Don’t worry." Liu Limin gently patted the back of Lin Yuan’s hand, revealing a comforting smile, "I’m quite clever. I saw through the old lecher’s bad intentions long ago and simply ignored him after. What I didn’t expect was for that soft old lecher to resort to force; he actually tried to kidnap me yesterday! Girl, I can’t swallow this insult. That’s why I came to discuss a strategy with you. Auntie knows you might be young but your head is full of smart ideas. Please, I’m begging you, help me think of a plan to give that old lecher a good lesson!"

Lin Yuan wouldn’t need Liu Limin to say that; she was set on making that old man pay for his misdeeds.

"Auntie, you don’t even have to ask me—it’s enough that he bullied you. I won’t let him off easily!" Lin Yuan narrowed her eyes, suddenly flashing a mischievous smile, "Anyway, that old man already has sons and daughters. That thing of his, if kept, would only cause more harm to innocent girls—better off without it!"

Liu Limin looked at Lin Yuan puzzled, sensing that her shrewd eyes were brimming with mischief.

While they had settled on teaching the old man a lesson, how to proceed required careful consideration. The most important thing at the moment was to ensure Liu Limin’s safety.

Lin Yuan immediately sent Lin Yi to Fuman Building and asked Shopkeeper Liu to find two skilled martial artists from the Martial Arts School to act as personal bodyguards. When Shopkeeper Liu heard that they were for Liu Limin, he was particular in his choice, eventually selecting a brother and sister pair.

This brother and sister pair were kids from a nearby village. Although a few years younger than Liu Limin, their martial arts skills were impressive—especially the brother, only two years older than Lin Yuan, was able to hold his own for seven or eight moves under Lin Yi.

Lin Yi, although he didn’t say much, admired the young man and often gave him pointers when he had the opportunity.

As for the sister, her skills weren’t as strong as her brother’s, but she was lively and clever. Even if she couldn’t serve as a personal bodyguard, she would make an excellent maid.

To ensure the loyalty of these two in protecting Liu Limin, Lin Yuan offered them a very generous salary; the combined pay for both of them was double the usual rate.

After arranging all this, Lin Yuan began preparing to deal with Meng Tong. She first sent Liuzi to gather information about Meng Family Wine House, the more detailed, the better.

Liuzi was a sly one, grinning, he guaranteed, "Boss, rest assured, I’ll get the job done, even whether their dog is male or female—I’ll know it all!"

Lin Yuan chuckled, lifting her foot to give him a kick, "Nonsense! Now, off you go!"

"Ai!"

Liuzi swiftly dodged Lin Yuan’s shadowless foot, and with a hee-hee, darted out.

Xia Zheng, who had been quietly leaning against the doorway listening, quirked an eyebrow, stretched out a long leg to close the door, and then slowly wedged himself into the chair where Lin Yuan sat, "Little darling, what kind of devilish plan are you concocting now? Tell your man all about it, will you?"

Lin Yuan was tickled by Xia Zheng’s lazy and charm-laden voice, pushing his hand away, "Go sit over there, you’re squashing me into a persimmon pancake!"

"Hmm? Persimmon pancake? What kind of pastry is that? Is it tasty?" Xia Zheng’s big eyes rolled around inquisitively, and because he was so close, Lin Yuan could hear him swallow, which made her secretly chuckle, thinking she must prepare some persimmon pancakes for him to try one of these days.

"What tasty or not, do you think you are Lao Fan or Yaya? The moment someone mentions food, you turn into a cat who spotted a fish, your eyes almost glowing green! Talk about lacking dignity, wipe that drool away," scolding Xia Zheng disdainfully, Lin Yuan pouted and stood up to move to another chair.

But just as she stood up, before she could even step away, she was wrapped in a pair of strong arms around her waist, pulled back, and with a thunk, landed heavily in someone’s arms.

"Mm!" A muffled voice came from behind, and Lin Yuan, startled, twisted around to look back, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

"Don’t move!"

Xia Zheng’s voice carried restraint, his hands pressed firmly on her waist, steadying her wiggling body.

Lin Yuan frowned, puzzled as to why Xia Zheng’s voice had suddenly changed. Wasn’t he just asking merrily whether persimmon pancakes were tasty? What made him upset all of a sudden?

Xia Zheng was suffering, not because he was upset but because he was in agony. She could have just sat, but she sat right on his sensitive spot; now he dare not move, afraid that his unruly ’little friend’ would become even more fierce. Still, Xia Zheng was grateful that the little girl hadn’t noticed anything off, otherwise, it would have been extremely embarrassing for him.

Feeling relieved, Lin Yuan suddenly asked, feeling something strange, "What did you put there? It’s distressingly uncomfortable."

Xia Zheng’s eyes bulged out, his whole body shuddered, that impudent girl, if you’re going to ask, don’t pinch it!