Chapter 94 Another incident
While waiting for everyone to leave, Shitou still stood there blankly, with a hint of panic in his eyes, his gaze fixed on Sanya's face.
"Saya, why do you say that in front of the fat chef?" He stuttered and felt panicked.
Hearing this, San Ya blinked slightly, loosened her hand, and walked silently to the back kitchen, with Shi Tou following behind.
"If I hadn't said that, how could the fat cook let me go?"
She said it as a matter of course, lowered her head, took out the unprocessed sweet potatoes, and continued to wash them.
Shi Tou scratched the back of his head, his face full of regret, and he let out a long breath.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have told you those stories. Now all the neighbors know about it. Aren't you destroying your reputation?"
He paced back and forth anxiously, thinking about how to make San Ya innocent, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
San Ya stopped what she was doing, looked at his face, blinked gently, and then spoke.
"I don't care about this. What do you care about? People who truly love me won't care about these things. He will definitely understand me."
She said it nonchalantly, as if she really didn't take the matter to heart.
Shi Tou's thin lips were pursed into a line, his eyes showing traces of worry. The words were stuck in his mouth and he didn't know how to start.
"Okay, I don't take this matter to heart, so don't think too much about it." San Ya comforted her.
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Feng Lan took Chen Ya shopping. As soon as they walked in, they were surprised by the dazzling array of things. Chen Ya looked around but really didn't know what to choose.
"Don't worry, mom will help you choose one by one." Feng Lan spoke with a smile and patted her hands gently.
The two walked into the store together, and the waiter came over enthusiastically with a smile on his face.
"What kind of clothes do you two want to choose? I'll recommend them to you."
Hearing this, Chen Ya looked around and was about to speak when suddenly there was a noise. She turned her head slightly to look over.
"Cousin, this dress is beautiful. You will look beautiful in it." A woman wearing simple and elegant clothes spoke in a sweet voice.
Su Wenbin stood beside him, with a hint of gentleness between his eyebrows and a smile on his lips.
"Why are you here? What a coincidence." He walked up quickly and stood next to Chen Ya.
Feng Lan stood beside her, glanced at the woman, and then silently looked away.
"Mom brought me here to buy wedding dresses, what about you guys?" Chen Ya said lightly, her tone was very gentle.
Hearing this, Su Wenbin blinked slightly, his eyes fell on her face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he spoke in a low voice.
"I happened to be passing by, let me introduce you, this is my cousin, Su Linlin."
Su Linlin narrowed her eyebrows slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes, which then quickly dissipated.
"So you are my sister-in-law. I've heard about you from my aunt a long time ago. But this is the first time I see you. You are so beautiful."
What she said was quite frank, but her eyes inexplicably made people feel a little uncomfortable.
Chen Ya didn't show it, but just nodded silently, with a slight smile on her lips.
"You're beautiful, how about we go shopping together?"
She invited me warmly, and her posture looked tall and straight, especially her face, which was incredibly beautiful.
Su Linlin nodded in agreement without even thinking, smiling and saying, "Okay, I can give you some advice."
She looked around carefully, and finally walked to the pink clothes, reached out and touched it, with satisfaction in her eyes.
"Miss Chen, this fabric is quite nice. It feels comfortable, and the color is very refreshing."
Hearing this, Su Wenbin did not find anything wrong. He just frowned, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said something.
"Who wears pink at a wedding?"
He spoke directly and without thinking, but the others present understood.
Su Linlin looked nonchalant, shrugged slightly, and a hint of helplessness appeared in her words.
"But the other colors of clothes don't suit Miss Chen either. I'm afraid this is the only one that suits her best."
She pretended to be innocent, blinked her eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.
Feng Lan's face fell instantly. Just as she was about to step forward and start scolding, Chen Ya suddenly took a step forward and spoke first.
"Sister, you're kidding! This color suits you better. You're innocent and romantic. I'm a bit older, so it won't suit me."
The tone of her voice was really slow, but it gave off a very strong sense of oppression that could not be ignored.
Su Linlin's brows were furrowed into a shape of "川" (川) with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes. She sneered.
"Look at what you said. This pink color doesn't suit me. I think it suits my sister just right."
The two of them spoke as if they were about to draw their swords and fight, neither of them would give in, as if they were about to start fighting at the next second.
Chen Ya was not at all panicked. She just raised her eyebrows slowly, without much warmth in her eyes, and slightly pulled the corners of her mouth.
"That's because my sister's aesthetic taste is still a little lacking. If you want to know if this dress looks good, I can help you."
She is famous for her cleverness and dexterity, and can do anything with ease, especially embroidery, which is no problem for her.
Although Feng Lan was standing behind him, there was a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. At least she was not bullied.
"How beautiful clothes can be made from this pink?" Su Linlin's words were full of sarcasm, and she felt unhappy.
Chen Ya took the initiative to step forward, gently touched the fabric in her hand, and looked around carefully. This pink fabric was indeed good.
"I can do some embroidery on the dress so it will look better on you, sister. It's just right for your age."
She never showed any sign of anxiety or panic, and her tone of voice was very calm, even as if she was chatting with a friend.
Su Linlin was the first to lose her temper. Her words were filled with anger and even dissatisfaction, which was almost written on her face.
"Stop talking nonsense here! How can this dress possibly flatter me? This pink color is so ugly!"
They are not children. Only children would wear clothes of this color. Adults have never considered wearing this color.
Chen Ya chuckled softly, then said, "Then why did you recommend this pink color to me, sister? What's your intention?"
The two of them were talking back and forth. Even a fool could tell that something was wrong. Su Wenbin's expression instantly became gloomy.
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