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Chapter 216

Chapter 216

CFSMS -Chapter 216 As long as the six of us live well together, nothing else matters

Cultivation Food Stall: It Goes Viral the Moment I Set Up Shop 6 min read 216 of 220 2

“That’s right, keep refusing me like that. The more you resist, the more excited I get—hehehehe.”

“I like little wild cats like you.”

“Let me be honest, I don’t care whether you have a big appetite or not. This bowl of soft rice—you can eat it gently, or you can eat it hard. Either way, you’re eating it.”

“But eat it you must.”

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The girl who had been rejected didn’t seem bothered at all. Instead, she looked at Qin Zhan with even more intense, burning eyes, as if he were already something in her grasp.

She planted her hands on her hips and declared domineeringly.

“Pretty boy, come with me.”

“I’ll take care of you.”

The more she stared at Qin Zhan’s dark, stormy expression, the more she liked him.

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Yes—that unruly, defiant look only fueled her desire to conquer him.

Strong women were born to conquer men like this. Sooner or later, she would make him lie beneath her and scream.

Refusing? It was just that the price hadn’t been high enough.

She didn’t believe there was a man in this world who could resist money.

As much money as needed—she had it.

Faced with this unreasonable, wealthy, overbearing woman—and the surrounding crowd watching the show—Qin Zhan felt humiliated to the point of wanting to die.

He kept signaling his so-called “good friends,” hoping they would rescue him from this disaster.

At another table, Jiang Yunhe slowly but firmly turned his gaze away.

“Just had a moment of blindness. I saw nothing.”

“You!”

Qin Zhan gritted his teeth so hard it felt like they might shatter. Seeing that Jiang Yunhe was useless, he turned his desperate gaze to Lu Wu.

“Ahem…”

“These pastries are pretty good.”

Lu Wu stuffed a piece into her mouth, carefully tasting it. The overly sweet flavor made her slightly nauseous, so she quickly took a sip of tea to wash it down—and conveniently blocked Qin Zhan’s line of sight.

Sorry, no help here.

She even wanted to say: if it really comes to it… just give in.

Isn’t there a saying? “You don’t understand the joy of soft rice when you’re young.”

Eating soft rice early means decades less struggle in life.

From what Lu Wu could see, the woman’s outfit—from clothing to accessories—was entirely made of matching high-grade spiritual artifacts.

By her limited judgment, she was a genuine, walking rich lady.

“You all—!”

Qin Zhan was red with embarrassment and rage.

They had just left the Divine Spear Sect and come to the Southern Province for training. Who would’ve thought that right after sitting down for a break, they’d be targeted by this girl?

To be fair, she was quite pretty—but Qin Zhan simply had no interest.

As she kept giggling, Qin Zhan glanced at his companions enjoying the spectacle and decided to drag them into the mess.

His expression shifted into one of sorrow.

“Stop bothering me. There’s no future between us.”

“To be honest… I don’t like women.”

He said it with a blush rising on his face, then secretly glanced toward Jiang Yunhe.

That gaze was shy, ambiguous—like rippling water that never settled.

“Pfft!”

Shan Hanzi spat out his tea.

Nearby, Long Zhang wiped his face with a handkerchief, smiling blissfully.

Mm. Even his crush’s spit smelled sweet.

Jiang Yunhe, who had been calmly watching the show, now had veins popping on his forehead. He shot a murderous glare at Qin Zhan, already reaching for his storage bag.

He was seriously considering which poison would reduce Qin Zhan to ashes.

“What?!”

The girl gasped, clearly not expecting this twist.

She looked left at Qin Zhan, then right at Jiang Yunhe—and finally, her eyes settled on Jiang Yunhe.

“You also look pretty good.”

That thoughtful gaze made Jiang Yunhe’s skin crawl.

To avoid being forcibly included in this “soft rice situation,” Jiang Yunhe placed a hand on Lou Xiaotian’s shoulder and smiled.

“Sorry, I’m not interested in women either.”

He subtly signaled Lou Xiaotian to play along.

One moment Lou Xiaotian was watching the drama, the next he was dragged into it.

He reacted quickly, hooking an arm around Long Zhang’s neck.

“Sorry, I already have someone I like.”

He squeezed, urging Long Zhang to cooperate.

“Ah?”

But the little prince, still new to the world, didn’t understand subtle signals.

“I like girls though.”

That honest reply made Lou Xiaotian’s mouth twitch.

Who asked you!

Wait—

I like girls too!

Qin Zhan sneered at the chaos.

Perfect—misdirection successful.

“So this is what it is: you love him, he loves him, he loves him, and he loves her… a five-way love pentagon, right?”

The girl tapped her chin thoughtfully.

Then she waved her hand.

“Doesn’t matter. I don’t care who you like. I’m very open-minded.”

“Don’t worry—I’m not here to break you up. I’m here to join your family.”

“From now on, let’s be six people living happily together.”

What a harmonious little family.

Even Lu Wu quietly gave a thumbs-up.

This was beyond ruthless—this was legendary.

Wolf-level behavior.

“Clang!”

Qin Zhan’s teacup fell to the ground.

He stood up and straightened his clothes.

His face was like jade, his posture elegant and refined—objectively speaking, he did have the kind of looks that could make women lose their minds.

He gave the girl a sideways smirk.

She immediately lit up.

“You’ve finally agreed?”

She turned excitedly—only to find nothing behind her.

Qin Zhan pointed behind Jiang Yunhe’s seat.

“You see? He agreed.”

“Really?!”

She turned—empty seats.

Jiang Yunhe was gone.

Lou Xiaotian was gone.

Even Long Zhang had been dragged away by Shan Hanzhi.

“You tricked me!”

She stomped her foot in anger.

No response.

She turned back again—

Qin Zhan was gone too.

A perfect diversion, total escape.

A once “loving family” had instantly disintegrated.

Lu Wu, who had watched the whole drama, was grinning so hard her mouth nearly crooked.

“I’m so mad!”

The girl fumed, then turned her gaze to Lu Wu.

This one looked… passable. Maybe—

As that assessing gaze landed on her, Lu Wu felt a chill run through her.

【Ding. Mission issued.】

Before she could even read it, her eyes caught the words: teleportation initiated.

“I accept! I accept everything! Just send me away!”

She was a person with principles—she absolutely would not be a third wheel… or rather, a seventh wheel.

【Transferring.】

Whoosh.

Lu Wu vanished.

The girl stood silently for a moment.

Then she turned to the only person left.

Zhang Yue.

“Actually… I think your idea isn’t bad.”

Zhang Yue said calmly, first expressing support. Then she snapped her fingers.

A ghost spirit appeared beside her.

“I can join you.”

“But only if you become a ghost spirit.”

“Because I’m not interested in humans.”

“I only do human–ghost relationships.”

Cross-species romance? So what.

She took it further.

Who could beat that?

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