Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 808 - 103 Rectify Scumbags_4

"Oh, I’m well aware it was my father who sent you." Meng Chunyan said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "However, I really can’t fathom you women. Haven’t you also been in my father’s bed? How could you bear to let him find another woman?"

Liu Damei’s heart skipped a beat; she abruptly raised her head, eyes wide with terror. At that moment, she desperately wished her man would never return.

"You find it odd that I would know?" Meng Chunyan looked at her and laughed, but sighed inwardly. Which child would be like her, constantly dealing with her mother’s little concubines while staying vigilant against her father’s potential new women?

Liu Damei’s body shook uncontrollably, and her throat felt as if it were on fire from fear.

Meng Chunyan tapped on the table, each tap piercing Damei’s heart like a dagger. It wasn’t an exaggeration; she was just that terrified. Although she didn’t know the detailed affairs of the Meng family, her man did. Each time he returned and spoke of how these siblings had killed another concubine brother, she thought of them not as people, but as devils.

"Alright, don’t be afraid. Your man is my brother’s most capable right-hand man. Just for his sake, I won’t spread word about you." Meng Chunyan, seeing Damei nearly scared stiff, seized the opportunity to give her a way out.

As expected, Liu Damei was overflowing with gratitude, tears and snot streaming down her face.

Meng Chunyan’s lips curled into a smile. "Nevertheless, you’ll need to prove your worth. Otherwise, what if your man discovers it on his own? You’ll always need someone to help you out!"

By then, Damei would have been too foolish not to understand. She quickly made her stance clear: "Miss, whatever you arrange, I will see it through!"

Seeing Liu Damei so cooperative, Meng Chunyan was more direct. She beckoned with her fingers, and when Damei came closer, she whispered, "In fact, I don’t have any specific tasks for you. I just want to remind you, if you find women for my father, they must be the right kind. That Liu Limin isn’t bad. Make sure you handle this beautifully, you hear me?"

Liu Damei was stunned. This was not at all what she had expected. Didn’t the young miss hate it when her father sought women? Why now is she encouraging her?

Damei, dumbfounded and quiet, stole glances at Meng Chunyan, trying to discern whether her words were true or false.

Meng Chunyan let out a cold laugh, adding, "There’s one more thing. As for the relationship between Liu Limin and the owner of the Fuman Building, Lin Yuan..."

At the mention of that, Liu Damei shivered violently, hastily making amends: "Miss, rest assured, I will tell my master everything truthfully and won’t conceal it anymore."

But Meng Chunyan shook her head gently: "Why tell? My father is looking for Limin, not Lin Yuan. Such trivial matters should not be mentioned to him."

"Oh, yes, of course."

Liu Damei almost believed she had hallucinated just then. How could this be considered trivial? If Meng Tong found out about the relationship between the two, he would surely reconsider taking Limin as a concubine. At the very least, he would change his approach.

She admitted to herself that her initial resistance to informing Meng Tong immediately was born out of spite. She couldn’t stand Lady Liu living more richly than her, wanted to give her grief and make her miserable, which is why she was so set on getting Limin into Meng Tong’s bed.

You think you’re so noble? Let’s see how high and mighty you remain when your sister becomes a little concubine.

"Of course, if you encounter any difficulty, you can come to me for help." Meng Chunyan suddenly smiled wickedly, "I have all kinds of enhancers at my disposal."

Liu Damei shuddered and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Stepping out of Liu Damei’s room, Meng Chunyan gazed at the snow-white clouds in the sky, her smile twisted with malice: "Little wench, wait until your aunt is under my father’s body, then we’ll see how you still act so noble and arrogant toward me! Hmph!"

Perhaps bolstered by Meng Chunyan’s threats and "support", Liu Damei became even more diligent in visiting the Liu’s Brewery, each time inviting Limin for meals and shopping trips. They were even seen by Lin Yuan on a few occasions. Trying to test her, Yuan would intentionally mention their joint outings, leading Damei to slip up.

Yet neither Yuan nor Limin did anything to spook the other; they simply chatted idly with Damei during their outings, with Yuan always ensuring her brother and sister guard stayed close, never letting their guard down.

With guards always protecting Limin, Damei found no opportunity to make her move, leaving her red-faced and flustered. On the other hand, Limin and Yuan seemed to enjoy the spectacle, not in the least bit worried.

Meng Tong waited a long time without winning over the beauty, which naturally caused him inner turmoil. To his further distress, even the brewery encountered problems.

In order to lure him in, Limin did indeed collaborate with him in supplying alcohol to the Fuman Building. But to their surprise, the first delivery turned out sour.

"What’s going on here? How have these two large vats of alcohol gone sour?" Meng Tong paced furiously around the vats. In truth, the sour scent had already filled the entire courtyard.