CFSMS -Chapter 246 Can Being Good-Looking Be Eaten?

“Senior, this is for you.”

The last piece—whoever got it would inevitably offend everyone else. But Gu Yan had overwhelming combat strength, so he wasn’t afraid of being ganged up on.

Thinking of this, Lu Wu grinned slyly.

“Alright.”

Gu Yan looked at the unusually proactive Lu Wu, a smile quietly flowing in his eyes.

That glance seemed to see through some of her thoughts, but he didn’t point it out and simply accepted it.

The moment the cotton candy was in his hands, he saw Lu Wu instantly bounce away from his side, then put on an angry expression.

“Damn it! Someone stole the last stick of cotton candy!”

This was Lu Wu’s move—diverting disaster elsewhere.

The importance of that last stick of cotton candy was self-evident. And once the crowd discovered it already had an owner, their internal conflict immediately stopped and they united against an external “enemy.”

Even though the target was the unfathomable Gu Yan, some disciples still dared to launch a “true love charge.”

“Charge!”

“Give me back my love!”

“My darling candy, Mama is here to rescue you from suffering!”

The food-crazed crowd, driven into madness by “true love,” swarmed toward Gu Yan.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lu Wu successfully distanced herself from the center of attention. She shot Gu Yan an apologetic look, quickly packed up her belongings, then scooped up the three little ones and tossed them into her cave realm.

Luckily, she had been foresighted and already sent her free-roaming beasts into the cave realm earlier.

Now, Lu Wu felt completely relaxed.

“System, my mission is over. I came how I came, just send me back the same way. This counts as after-sales service, right? Otherwise I’ll file a complaint against you.”

The system’s silence was deafening.

But Lu Wu could feel a repulsive force from this island space acting upon her.

The system was working.

Lu Wu’s eyes immediately welled up with tears. She really had it hard.

Meanwhile, Gu Yan—who was being surrounded—noticed the spatial fluctuations around Lu Wu. He did not stop her. Instead, a deep smile appeared in his eyes.

He wouldn’t argue over a stick of cotton candy.

He had said before: the fate between him and Boss Lu was far from over.

“Everyone, goodbye if fate allows!”

Lu Wu waved vigorously as she was teleported away.

But no matter how you looked at it, she seemed rather eager to leave.

Who understood this pain? Seven days without the internet had made her entire being feel wrong. She needed to return to the connected outside world immediately.

“Waaah, how could you abandon us like this!”

Someone wailed loudly, though no tears came out.

“You heartless woman! Our children are about to be born, and you’re abandoning them so they’ll grow up without a mother?!”

Someone else was fully immersed in their dramatic storyline.

“Holy crap, so Boss Lu is this scheming? Learned something.”

Someone else was already preparing to apply what they’d learned.

The diversity of humanity was always this interesting.

The crowd, once blinded by the words “last piece,” finally calmed down.

But it was already too late—Lu Wu had vanished.

As for Gu Yan, he remained calm and unbothered.

Not a single corner of his clothes had been touched by the crowd.

After finishing the last bit of cotton candy on the bamboo stick, he nodded slightly at the little figures and also left.

This trip had been quite rewarding. He should be able to sleep well when he returned.

He just didn’t know when he would wake up again next time.

He hoped the next avatar that formed his bond with Boss Lu would have fun.

“Xiao Hong, why didn’t you stop Boss Lu?”

Someone asked Xiao Hong, who also looked somewhat disappointed. If they had joined forces, they might have been able to keep Lu Wu here.

“You don’t understand.”

Xiao Hong shook her head solemnly, as if she were contemplating matters of life and death.

In reality, she glanced at the extra cotton candy in her storage space, her face full of agony.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to stop her—Boss Lu had simply offered too much.

She really couldn’t refuse.

After being teleported out by the system, Lu Wu found herself back in the teahouse.

The surroundings were familiar, and there were quite a lot of people—but the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

Lu Wu shifted awkwardly and realized the cushion beneath her was soft.

A human cushion, no doubt.

“Um… miss, could you please get off me first?”

The magnetic voice made one’s ears tingle. Feeling the vibration of his chest beneath her, Lu Wu expressionlessly got up and stepped aside.

Countless strange gazes landed on her, making her want to dig a hole and hide.

When she was teleported away, she had been sitting. When the system brought her back, it had even restored her original posture.

Unfortunately, someone else had been occupying that seat.

So she had ended up performing an extremely intimate “stacked seating” scene with him.

Close enough that she could feel his warm breath brushing against the back of her neck.

Very ambiguous.

And based on her experience reading novels, this should have developed into a sweet romance where they fall in love at first sight.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to take advantage of you.”

Lu Wu apologized sincerely, though her expression was a bit stiff. She really wanted to ask if the system was still functioning properly.

“It’s fine. I’m glad you’re okay.”

The man smiled. With a face that should have seemed cold and distant, his expression was unexpectedly gentle and indulgent.

An “ice-cold man melts only for you” trope—if this were a novel, readers would be screaming already.

Honestly, he was quite good-looking. The kind of face that qualified for admiration.

But can being good-looking be eaten?

Even a top-tier “model face” still had to queue up if he wanted to buy her food.

There was no way she would be dragged into a romance genre shift just like that.

No-CP forever was the true god.

“It was my fault. I disturbed everyone.”

Around the table sat several others, all now looking at Lu Wu with indescribable expressions.

Translation:

“You are the first woman who dares to treat the young master like this.”

Thinking of those classic supporting-character lines, Lu Wu shuddered.

She took out a few spirit stones and placed them in the man’s palm.

“This is compensation. Please don’t mind it. I have something to do—I’m leaving. Let’s never meet again.”

Without waiting for a response, she bolted.

Too awkward. Way too awkward.

It was all the system’s fault.

When they needed her, she was “Little Sweetheart.” When they didn’t, she became “Old Cow.”

Ah, being a system really isn’t easy.

Lu Wu ran so fast that no one even had time to ask how she had appeared.

The man sitting in the chair smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and let out a long breath.

Visible cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face still carried a trace of shock.

“How was it? Did I perform well?”

He looked at the others, seeking approval.

“Young master did very well.”

A slightly older woman across from him nodded.

“Then… can I go back today? I feel uncomfortable. Dizzy. And I want to vomit.”

Just that brief contact earlier had already made him suppress his bodily reactions with his internal energy. Otherwise, he would have vomited on her.

It wasn’t because he disliked her—it was because he had an illness. A serious one.

Any physical contact with strangers made him feel nauseous and want to escape.

Lu Wu: Ah, the classic “allergic to everyone except the heroine” trope has arrived.