Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots Chapter 2080 - 1: Flirting with Girls (First Update)

"I rember what Mr. Zhen said, thank you for the reminder."

Ran Qing is a person of the martial world; good is good, bad is bad, completely unlike those hypocritical and pretentious won in the Capital city who speak in circles.

Zhen Xiuming likes this too, so he is happy to befriend Xia Geng and his wife.

"Madam, don’t worry too much. Right now, it’s best to focus on your health."

Talking about the two little babies in the belly, Ran Qing’s face softened, and she couldn’t help but touch her belly asking, "Are they doing well?"

Very well, they’re eating, sleeping, and drinking perfectly!

Zhen Xiuming nodded and smiled, "The two young masters are very well, Madam can rest assured."

"Hm."

Ran Qing smiled and nodded, suddenly her expression froze, and she exclaid in surprise, "Did you say they are two sons?"

With his superb dical skills, Zhen Xiuming could naturally determine the gender of the fetus by checking the pulse.

Ran Qing was montarily stunned, then chuckled, "We already have Yuaner, and now there are two more sons. It seems Brother Geng’s hope for a daughter will have to wait a bit longer."

Ran Yan has a straightforward personality, is young, and relies entirely on her likes and dislikes to determine her closeness to others.

Although she doesn’t think much of Zhen Xiuming, the Little White Face, she is very affectionate towards her cousin who raised her.

"Sis, sons are great! Yuaner is the eldest; you sent him to the military camp with brother-in-law for training. But this ti, with these two, you must promise to bring them back to Ran Family Castle, I want to personally teach them martial arts so they can beco our Ran Family Castle’s heirs!"

The Ran Family Castle’s owner only has one daughter, Ran Qing, originally intending for her to marry his eldest disciple. However, unexpectedly, Xia Geng won the daughter’s heart.

Now, the castle owner can only turn his attention to his niece.

This niece is his brother’s daughter. His brother and sister-in-law died young, leaving behind this single bloodline, so he naturally treats her like his own daughter.

However, although Ran Yan is young, like her sister, is a fierce girl who can’t be easily controlled. The castle owner has no choice but to let her do as she pleases.

Though Ran Yan proposed bringing the little sons back to Ran Family Castle to inherit the position of Family Head, Ran Qing rely laughed it off; the sons aren’t even born yet, and she doesn’t want to decide anything for them.

Besides, the eldest disciple is kind, with high martial skills, and it’s quite reasonable for him to inherit the position of Family Head.

Zhen Xiuming ntioned other precautions, then took his leave.

Ran Yan rolled her eyes, suddenly clutching her belly and shouting that she needed to go to the toilet.

Ran Qing laughed and cried, "In the Capital city, you have to speak properly. It’s not called the toilet, it’s called leaving to relieve oneself! Alright, hurry up, I can already sll your stinky farts!"

Ha!

Clutching her belly, Ran Yan almost burst into laughter. Her cousin, despite being in the Capital city for a few years, still couldn’t change her straightforward personality. Such talk about farting, do all the young ladies in the city speak so candidly?

Ran Yan, using the excuse to go to the toilet, didn’t go there at all but instead took a shortcut to get ahead of Zhen Xiuming, skillfully flicking her whip to bind the leisurely Zhen Xiuming, pulling him in front of her.

"Miss Ran, long ti no see!"

Where was the solemn seriousness of Zhen Xiuming now? His eyes circled roguishly, and his mouth grinned wide enough to almost reach the back of his head.

Ran Yan was stunned; if not for the unchanged clothes and his White Face deanour, she would have thought she had caught the wrong person.

Cough, cough.

Clearing her throat, Ran Yan imdiately put on a stern face, looking fierce like a bandit woman, "Stop joking with ! I’m a brave woman of the martial world, not so delicate Capital city young lady, you’re kindly reminding ? Ha! I’m not afraid if they co looking for trouble!"

Rembering how Zhen Xiuming complained about her to her sister and made up stories to scare her sister, Ran Yan couldn’t contain her anger!

Zhen Xiuming blinked his eyes, wiggled around, and managed to pull an arm out of the whip binding him, then he poked Ran Yan’s shoulder with a finger and teased, "Is Miss Ran getting so close to because she has an agenda?"

Agenda?

The shoulder Zhen Xiuming poked stiffened, and Ran Yan’s little face suddenly turned red.