Chapter 1050: Man Proposes, God Disposes

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Xia Cheng’s face darkened. Today was an important day for Mengyan. Moreover, all the guests were seated. Fang Shiyun would be here later. If they were chased out by the Yin family, they would definitely be mocked.

Yunlou had just called Sumei ‘Mom’, but Yin Jinglin wanted to chase them out with a cold face because of it. Although the two of them were not biological mother and daughter, Su Mei had raised Yunlou. Yunlou should call her that.

Xia Mengyan clenched her fists tightly, her face pale. She walked in front of Yin Jinglin and said aggrievedly, “Cousin.”

“Miss Xia, please pay attention to how you address me. I only have one younger sister. Don’t address me as your relative,” Yin Jinglin berated her with a cold face. He was really angry. Xia Yunlou actually called that mistress ‘Mom’. How shameless could she be?

Xia Cheng frowned. “Jinglin, you’re the young master of the Yin family. You represent the Yin family’s image. How can you fool around like this? We booked seats according to the rules and paid for them. If you chase us away like this, what will everyone say about you? Even if you have a reason, you shouldn’t treat customers like this.”

Yin Jinglin glanced at him disdainfully. “Old Master Xia, don’t try to use this to blackmail me! The Yin and Xia families have been at odds for decades. Everyone in the high society knows about it! Don’t say that I didn’t give you a chance. If you want to stay, go look for the chef, Mr. Su. If he approves, I can let you stay on his account.”

Qiao Xi had a puzzled expression. Why would they look for Mr. Su?

Yin Jingting, who was at the side, shook his head helplessly. Ever since Jinglin ate the dishes cooked by the chef, Su Dongjun, he had been thinking about them. He made this request now because he wanted the Xia family to back off. He knew that Xia City could not gain Su Dongjun’s approval at all.

With that, Yin Jinglin was about to turn around and leave when a waiter rushed in. “Young Master, there’s a man who claims to be Chef Su Dongjun. He said that he was asked to come to Yingyun Hall to cook for a customer, but he didn’t say who he was here for.”

Qiao Xi: “???”

Yin Jinglin: “!!!” How could there be such a coincidence? He had just finished talking about Su Dongjun when that person appeared outside the door. His mouth was too sharp!

The waiter exhaled and looked at Xia Cheng. Then, he lowered his voice and said, “Young Master, Su Dongjun’s apprentice has been talking about Xia Cheng recently. It seems that they were invited by the Xia family to congratulate Xia Mengyan.”

Yin Jinglin’s throat instantly choked. Man proposes, God disposes!

Xia Cheng abruptly looked up at the waiter in disbelief. Su Dongjun’s apprentice actually mentioned his name? In terms of culinary skills, Su Dongjun had always been a top existence. He was proficient in the eight major cuisines and had nurtured many apprentices. It was just that he no longer cooked for others easily.

It was precisely because the God of Cooking did not often cook for others that if he came to congratulate Mengyan, it meant that the Xia family was very important to him. At that time, the Xia family would be proud, while the Yin family would be humiliated. After all, Yin Jinglin had just said that as long as they could invite the God of Cooking, Su Dongjun, over, they could stay.

Just as Xia Cheng was feeling proud of himself, a voice came from outside the door. “Old Master Xia.”

A group of people walked in. The man in the lead was the chef, Su Dongjun. He had his hands behind his back as he swaggered in. There were many apprentices behind him. With so many people with superb culinary skills gathered together, this was a sight probably only seen in cooking competitions.

Su Dongjun was a chef recognized by the country. His identity was extraordinary. He would not participate in any programs, so very few people had seen him.

Xia Cheng hurriedly went forward and said respectfully, “Mr. Su.”

Su Dongjun glanced at him sideways and nodded arrogantly. It really matched the rumors of him being arrogant. Then, an apprentice at the side said warmly, “Old Master Xia, Master is here to congratulate someone. That person hoped that Master could come to Yingyun Hall to cook a few dishes. As for that person…”

He paused and thought about how to say it. “That person should call Old Master Xia ‘Grandpa.’ Yes, that’s right.”

Xia Mengyan looked up abruptly. So, the person the chef was talking about was her? She could not help but smile in surprise.

Qiao Xi looked at the apprentice, and the corners of her mouth suddenly twitched. Song Shiyu had painted his face black and was wearing a fake beard. Did he really think she couldn’t tell?

What was Song Shiyu doing?