The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Chapter 892: The Kitchen (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Don’t worry about that.” Shen Yijia retreated again and distanced herself from the two of them. She sniffed and resisted the urge to vomit. “Go ahead. I’m leaving.”

Then, she looked at Liu Jinbao. “Jinbao, I have high hopes for you.”

With that, she turned around and left without waiting for the two of them to react. No matter how one looked at it, her pace was faster than usual.

Song Jinghuan and Liu Jinbao looked at each other. Sister-in-law didn’t like the smell on them just now, right?

Thinking of what had happened just now, Song Jinghuan narrowed her eyes dangerously. “Alright, Liu Jinbao, you actually learned to complain for me.” “You…” Liu Jinbao’s hair stood on end. “What are you trying to do?” Song Jinghuan clenched her fists. “What do you think?”

“Tell me. I have nothing to say.” Liu Jinbao turned around and ran.

“How dare you run!” Song Jinghuan snorted and chased after him.

Shen Yijia did not like to hold grudges because she would take revenge on the spot. Moreover, she had always wanted to deal with Meng Linyan.

As soon as they left the range of the stables, she called You Yi out and instructed softly, “Go and find out where Meng Linyan is.”

She returned to Song Jingchen’s tent with the soldiers who were shocked by Song Jinghuan calling her sister-in-law.

You Yi was as efficient as ever. As soon as Shen Yijia entered the tent, he returned.

Hearing his report, Shen Yijia smiled. “Coincidentally, I was still worried that it wouldn’t be easy to attack in the military camp.”

In another tent, Meng Wu cupped his hands gratefully at the man sitting opposite him and said, “So it was the Duke who saved my daughter back then. If not for the Duke, I don’t know where my daughter would have been sent by that bold villain. I’ll never forget your kindness.”

“General Meng, you’re welcome. Sit down.” Song Jingchen picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. “Actually, I was young back then. It’s been so long. If Eldest Miss Meng hadn’t personally visited to thank me, I would have forgotten about this matter, let alone know that the person I saved back then was General Meng’s beloved daughter.”

Meng Linyan did not tell Meng Wu about her visit to the general’s residence, so she naturally did not know what happened next.

He couldn’t figure out what Song Jingchen meant by this for a moment, so he could only follow his words. “The Duke and Linyan have met again. I naturally can’t forget this huge favor.”

Song Jingchen nodded. “General Meng taught his daughter well.”

Meng Wu was stunned when he heard him praise his daughter. Could it be that the Bulwark Duke had taken a fancy to Linyan?

As soon as this thought appeared, Meng Wu was so excited that his face turned red. If his daughter could get married into the Duke’s residence, they would be family in the future. Song Jingchen wouldn’t come to condemn him for a dead person.

Why hadn’t he thought of this before?

Song Jingchen smiled and said, “I’m not a narrow-minded person, but Miss Meng has remembered this matter for so long. I think she knows how to repay kindness. As the saying goes, it’s difficult to repay a favor, so this favor is naturally the same. I really don’t want a girl to feel uneasy because she can’t repay a favor.”

Meng Wu thought to himself, “It’s time. Is he going to ask my daughter to marry him next?”

There was no need to think about it. He was willing!

Just as he was feeling happy, he heard Song Jingchen take a sip of tea and continue, “It was nothing for me back then. It’s really not a huge favor, but if Miss Meng insists on repaying my kindness, it’s not impossible. General Meng, why don’t you give me a hundred taels of silver and we’ll call it even? Miss Meng won’t have to keep thinking about this either.”

“I’m willing…” Realizing what Song Jingchen had said, Meng Wu stopped abruptly and asked in disbelief, “What?”

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

The duke should be saying, “Why don’t you betroth your daughter to me?”

Song Jingchen frowned. “General Meng, do you think 100 taels of silver is too much? Although it’s just a formality, won’t you look down on Miss Meng if it’s too little?”

He was just short of saying, “Do you think your daughter’s life isn’t even worth a hundred taels?”

Meng Wu’s bearded face turned red again, but this time, he was embarrassed.

Wasn’t 100 taels a humiliation to his daughter?

“What do you think, General Meng?” Song Jingchen looked sincere.

Meng Wu forced a stiff smile. “The Bulwark Duke also wants my daughter to be at ease and not be hindered by your kindness. Not to mention a hundred taels, I should be giving you a thousand taels.”

That girl would probably be happy if he brought back a thousand taels. Song Jingchen pursed his lips and said impolitely, “Then we’ll do as General Meng says..”