Chapter 117 - 117 Conspiracy
Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen
117 Conspiracy
After saying that, he drove the horse straight ahead.
The carriage in the middle actually lost control, and the coachman hid in fear. Ming Zhiyanâs horse just happened to pass by.
Song Yunfeng stood at the same spot and watched Ming Zhiyanâs back as he left. Her face turned ugly, red and white.
The servant girl was trembling as she watched from the side. The young miss was angry, and she would suffer again.
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The servant girlâs trembling attracted Song Yunfengâs attention. She glared at her fiercely and scolded, âUseless thing! Go back!â
When the carriage passed by the Jian Food Shop, she suddenly thought of that wretched servant girl. Some people were born to be enemies. The first time she saw Jian Qingqing, she felt that she was an eyesore. She had heard that Ming Zhiyan often went to the Jian Family Village these past two days, she became even more jealous and hateful.
Song Yunfeng looked at the customers coming and going in the food shop and suddenly had an idea. When she returned to the courtyard where they temporarily stayed and saw Liu Lingâer playing the zither, she secretly cursed: Idiot!
However, she still walked over with a smile on her face and gently asked, âLingâer, are you practicing the zither?â
Liu Lingâer uncomfortably acknowledged. Ever since the last time Song Yunfeng left with a cold expression, they had not spoken to each other. No matter how much she tried to express her goodwill to Song Yunfeng, she had not paid any attention to her. If it was not for her father still working under the prefect, she would not be willing to serve her!
If one day her father became rich or the prefect fell from grace, she would definitely trample this b*tch under her feet!
Seeing her nod so indifferently, Song Yunfengâs heart was filled with hatred. This idiot, Iâve already personally spoken to you, yet you still dare to take advantage of me! But there was still something she had to do. She continued to smile and said, âLingâer, are you angry with me? Iâm sorry, Iâve been in a bad mood these past two days, so I didnât want to talk to you. I didnât do it on purpose. Can you forgive me?â
Liu Lingâer heard Song Yunfeng personally apologize to her, and the smile on her face was about to burst out. However, she knew that she couldn ot afford to offend Song Yunfeng right now. Although she still wanted to hear more apologies from Song Yunfeng, she had to forgive her.
She pretended to be generous and answered, âItâs okay, Sister Yunfeng, Iâm not angry with you, why are you in a bad mood?â
She was so happy to hear that Song Yunfeng was in a bad mood.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Yunfeng said with tears in her eyes, âItâs all because of the owner of Jianâs Food Shop! Lingâer, you know that I⦠I admire Crown Prince Ming, but Crown Prince Ming has been looking for that wretched girl these past two days. If only there was a way to make that wretched girl disappear, then Crown Prince Ming would be able to see me.â
As soon as Song Yunfeng said this, Liu Lingâer regretted asking her. It seemed like she had wanted to do something, but she could not do it. Her father was still working under Song Yunfengâs father. It would be bad if her father was implicated.
She said aggrievedly, âSister Yunfeng, can I help you with anything? Donât worry, Iâm your best friend. As long as you ask, Iâll definitely help!â
Song Yunfeng smiled bitterly, âHow can I ask you? If you donât do a good job, youâll definitely cause trouble for Father and the others. Sigh, there are so many people going to buy food at that restaurant every day. I donât know if their food is clean or not. If someone eats something bad at their restaurant, the boss will be in trouble. That way, we wonât have to do anything.â
After hearing this, Liu Lingâer gritted her teeth in anger. It seemed like she was being asked to release poison into that restaurantâs food. Although she did not want to agree to it, this was not Cairo City. If someone were to die, her father might not be able to protect her. The prefect would definitely not care about her. However, if she did not do it, Song Yunfeng would not let her off easily.
Liu Lingâer nodded her head dully. âSister Yunfeng, I understand.â
Song Yunfeng laughed happily and walked away leisurely.