Chapter 258 : Mrs. Cheng: How Daring!
Chapter 258: Mrs. Cheng: How Daring!
He knew what he had fried that morning was bad, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad — bad enough that everyone who’d seen it shared the exact same opinion.
“Ugh~ ugh~”
This time, it was Sichuan Girl’s turn to squat in front of the toilet, dry heaving. Yes — as revenge for his awkward product placement and to condemn his shameless money-grubbing behavior, Lin Mo had been decisively taken down by Yuan Meng, who pried open his mouth while Wang Chu stuffed the last bit of that mysterious fried thing into it.
Let him experience in advance what it meant by “money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat”!
Let him spin — this time, he could spin all he wanted!
As for Wang Chu, he was washing his hands in the bathroom. Lin Mo tossed the bowl into the trash — he had no intention of keeping it. Just smelling that stench made him want to puke. The aftertaste was simply too strong.
“Wait, you actually booked a farmhouse?” Yuan Meng asked in surprise after hearing Wang Chu’s explanation.
Lin Mo nodded. “I’ve checked the place. It’s nice. I even hired a separate chef. Uncle and Auntie are definitely going to eat well.”
“You brat, making such a big deal out of it — you’re not scheming for your Sister Yuan, are you? I’m your big brother, you know!” Yuan Meng suddenly clutched her chest in mock fear.
Lin Mo: →_→
“Come on, we’re already this poor, there’s nothing left to hide! Just curious — did you wash the prop?”
“You get lost! Since when did I ever care about that thing? What are you even talking about? I don’t understand!” Yuan Meng feigned ignorance.
After all, Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl were still there — she had to save some face!
Lin Mo shrugged and laughed. “Fine, forget it. Don’t worry, I’m a gold-digger through and through — I love the rich and despise the poor. I’ve got zero interest in broke people. Besides, didn’t I invite President Liu too? What are you thinking?”
One had to admire Yuan Meng’s imagination, though she did overestimate herself a little. So what if her family was rich? He already had his own business — of course, he’d want someone he actually liked!
Before, he could tolerate someone he didn’t like, but now that he was his own boss, why would he still settle for someone he didn’t? Wouldn’t that make all his effort meaningless?
Sure enough, Yuan Meng caught the hidden meaning behind his words. Her little face flushed red as she gnashed her teeth and snapped,
“Fine, fine, fine! Xiao Black Dog, just you wait! One day, I’ll show you what it means — thirty years east of the river, thirty years west!”
Lin Mo: “Shouldn’t it be, ‘Don’t bully a poor girl’?”
“Bold words! Wang Chu, tell Sichuan Girl to stop puking! You go take a dump, and I’ll personally stuff it in his mouth!” Yuan Meng roared.
The three of them couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air. Lin Mo even took two steps back, assuming a defensive stance — just in case of a sneak attack.
“Why me? I’ve been eating so many veggies lately I’m constipated, okay? There’s no stock in my stomach!” Wang Chu asked in confusion.
The three: “…”
No one knew if Wang Chu had lost his brain from all that diet food, but he seemed to have taken her words literally.
It was the first time the four of them had reunited after the holidays. Amid their playful banter, time flew by. That night, Yuan Meng and the others went to Sichuan Girl’s place — Li Shiya was about to make her comeback. Being cooped up at home these days had driven her mad.
Lin Mo didn’t join in on the fun. Instead, he stayed home, continuing to meet the prerequisites for Wednesday’s God of Cooking, preparing for tomorrow.
He even went as far as to buy ingredients on his way back — waiting for midnight to test the results.
Meanwhile, at the Liu family villa, Liu Rushuang had just returned home when she heard some explosive news.
“What? You said Yuanyuan brought her boyfriend home today?” Liu Rushuang asked in shock.
Mrs. Cheng nodded. “Seems like it. I saw Yuanyuan drive back with a young man this afternoon, and your Aunt Jiang personally greeted them at the gate.”
“Think about it — with her temper, would she ever wait at the gate unless it was the new son-in-law arriving?”
Liu Rushuang’s mind went blank. She shook her head. “I don’t buy it. Maybe I didn’t know before, but now that I’m back — and Yuanyuan’s even working in my company — I know her way too well. She’s never mentioned anything about this. At work, she’s either gaming or scrolling short videos. She’s got only two male friends at the company — no, actually, just one left now. Wait… Mom, what did that guy look like?”
As she spoke, Liu Rushuang narrowed her eyes — as if something clicked.
“I only glanced from across the street, didn’t see too clearly,” Mrs. Cheng recalled. “But he wasn’t short. Looked quite energetic, good temperament too.”
“What was he wearing?” Liu Rushuang pressed.
“Just remember it was a black shirt. Why? What’s wrong?” Mrs. Cheng asked, noticing her daughter’s expression change.
“Hold on a sec.” Liu Rushuang rushed to the courtyard to make a video call. Less than two minutes later, she came back, slumped onto the sofa, and said with a look of disbelief, “I asked around. He’s not her boyfriend — just a friend dropping by.”
“What kind of friend just drops by like that? And a male one at that? Are you sure he’s not Yuanyuan’s boyfriend?” Mrs. Cheng clearly didn’t buy it.
Same-gender visits were common, but opposite-gender ones — especially solo visits — were rare.
“I’m absolutely sure!” Liu Rushuang replied firmly.
Seeing her daughter so confident, Mrs. Cheng grew curious. “So sure? Don’t tell me — you know him?”
Liu Rushuang didn’t answer, just nodded with a weary expression.
No one knew better than her the situation between Lin Mo and Yuan Meng. If Lin Mo came to their house someday and her mom’s friends saw him, rumors could easily spread that she was “stealing someone else’s man.” Just the thought gave her a headache.
Mrs. Cheng froze for a moment, then suddenly widened her eyes. “Wait… the one Yuanyuan brought home today — don’t tell me it was…”
“It was him.”
Liu Rushuang nodded. Her mom already knew part of the story anyway — no point hiding it.
Mrs. Cheng blinked, then immediately slammed her palm on the armrest and shouted, “You mean that young man who might become my son-in-law went to let Jiang Panyue’s family drink the first bowl of soup? How daring! ”
Liu Rushuang: “…”
“Mom~ watch your words! What are you even saying? ‘Drink the first bowl of soup’? Ptooey, ptooey!”
“The words may sound rough, but the meaning’s right! He came all this way and didn’t even visit me — the possible mother-in-law — but went to Jiang Panyue’s house instead? What’s so great about her, huh? I asked her for a recipe once and she wouldn’t even share it! And now my future son-in-law goes to her first? What does she have that I don’t?
And you — how useless are you! She’s just a friend, yet she already brought him home. My son-in-law’s first visit is gone, just like that!”
Liu Rushuang: “…”