He glanced down at the box in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Just then, Fu Yang’s phone rang.
He pulled out his phone and saw it was a picture sent by Shu Wan.
In the picture, Shu Wan had already won a game, and her score was an incredibly high 99.9.
As for this adversity survival game, just how absurd is a 99.9 score? Well, let me put it this way, Fu Yang considered himself pretty good, but he had never managed to achieve such a high score after playing for so long.
Fu Yang took a sharp breath; he knew Wan was a gaming demon, but he hadn’t realized she was this demonic.
Fortunately, Wan was playing on his account, so her achieving such a great record for him made it acceptable to reward her with a Peking duck meal.
With that thought, Fu Yang placed a bunch of takeout boxes into the hands of a waitress at the door.
Fu Yang’s face was a weapon of mass destruction wherever he went.
The waitress had been sneakily admiring the handsome man and, caught off guard, found him walking towards her, piling a bunch of food into her hands, nearly fainting with shock, "You, you me..."
"Please take care of this for me." Noticing the waitress’s strange expression, Fu Yang’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
His face was naturally delicate, and his silvery white hair made him look like a handsome young man straight out of a comic book, even a frown seemed as picturesque as a comic illustration.
The waitress no longer grasped what Fu Yang was saying, she just kept nodding her head incessantly.
Fu Yang didn’t pay attention to the waitress’s odd behavior, he left the hotel then went next door to buy Peking duck for Wan.
"Handsome, we still have one left over from earlier, if you’re in a hurry, you don’t have to wait for a freshly roasted one, you can just take this one."
Fu Yang wasn’t picky about food; to him, whether it was freshly roasted didn’t make much difference.
He was about to say he would take the leftover one, when the staff added, "This one’s a bit softer, we can give you a 10 yuan discount."
"Forget it, fresh roasted," Fu Yang waved his hand impatiently, "I’ll come back for it in a while."
"Alright! It’ll be ready for you to pick up in half an hour."
Half an hour... Fu Yang suddenly felt that if it was leftover, then so be it, it wasn’t like it would poison him.
He stood at the entrance of the duck shop for a while, and before long, several groups of people had approached him asking for his contact information.
Fu Yang, frowning, declined all of them, then glanced at the dessert shop across the street, "Just you keep chuckling, if I weren’t so annoyed, I wouldn’t have bought you any cake."
Fu Yang muttered to himself as he made his way to the dessert shop across the street.
As soon as he entered, the staff enthusiastically crowded around him, "Handsome guy, what do you need? Any particular flavor preferences?"
Fu Yang waved his hand to keep everyone away, then casually pointed, "Get me a few of the ones that aren’t sweet."
Even though the shop saw customers coming and going every day, and the staff had seen their fair share of handsome guys, they had never seen someone as good-looking as Fu Yang.
One of the staff members, eager to take advantage of packing the cakes, probed indirectly, "Handsome guy, you like desserts too?"
"It’s for someone else."
"Oh, for your girlfriend?" the staff member sounded somewhat disappointed, "So you have a girlfriend."
"How possible." Fu Yang furrowed his brow, but then something occurred to him, and his eyes lit up, "An elder, the very old kind, with all her teeth fallen out, she’s never tasted cake, you understand, I’m buying it for her to try."
As Fu Yang spoke, he began to laugh out loud; he was only trying to make a point about Shu Wan. He did not anticipate that his words would create such an effect in the eyes of others.
By the time Fu Yang left the shop, the staff could no longer contain their excitement and squealed.
"Ah! So handsome, he looks like a young man straight out of a comic book!"
"I’ve never seen any guy who can pull off silver-white hair so well before, his face is so incredible! Good thing I took a photo, it looks so good, so good!"
"And he’s so caring, did you hear that? He’s buying the cake for his grandma, such a filial grandson, his grandma is so lucky."
Fu Yang could no longer hear the staff’s comments about him.
He had already returned to the hotel carrying a bunch of items.
"Wan, let me tell you, I’ve bought everything you asked for, if you didn’t help me win, you see me..."
Fu Yang was cut off mid-sentence as his eyes caught the score on the screen and he choked up.
!!! Shu Wan had played three games, and she almost scored full marks in all three.