I've been transported into a Western fantasy game, and my dad wants me to marry my sister.

Chapter 70 The Restaurant and the Eventually Lost It and Her 3

After Vera came in.

Lynn smiled and closed the door, blocking any possible view from outside.

The restaurant's interior is simple, but fairly bright under the glowing mushrooms.

The air still lingers with the enticing aroma of various delicacies.

There are now only two people left in this restaurant.

Vera sat somewhat awkwardly by the window, her heart filled with shame for betraying her friend.

Lynn was in a very good mood after Vera came in.

However, he still spoke in a deliberately obnoxious, even somewhat irritating tone, saying, "Oh dear, it seems there's not much to eat."

"It's because someone arrived so late."

"I'll just make you some simple fried rice with eggs and a drink, that'll do. You've already eaten at Sylvia's place anyway."

Lynn walked into the kitchen, her voice coming from behind: "Oh dear, we didn't have much food left, but I see there's some leftover rice and eggs... I'll just make you some fried rice and a drink. Just make do with this, since you're 'very full' after all."

"Fine... fine then," Vera replied sullenly. The shame of betrayal gave Vera the expectation that if Lynn's cooking was really bad, she could forget the taste.

In this case.

Tomorrow... tomorrow I won't have to think about his cooking anymore.

Then you can go find Sylvia without worry.

Although Lynn said that.

But how could he not prepare properly for his foodie fairy girlfriend from his past life?

He's been waiting for this moment.

I've been waiting all day.

How to treat Vera.

Of course, it requires 100% sincerity and the utmost dedication to cooking skills.

However, Vera was stunned when Lynn came out with the tray.

That's a plate of fried rice with eggs!

The rice grains are distinct, golden and fragrant, mixed with finely chopped, unidentified but aromatic mushroom pieces, tender egg flowers, pink shrimp, and bright green scallions.

Every ingredient is perfectly balanced, the colors are enticing, and the steaming hot dish releases an indescribable complex aroma.

And that drink.

The base is a pale yellow milk tea mixed with transparent crystals, topped with a milky white snow-white milk foam and sprinkled with some nut pieces.

A subtle aroma of milk and tea wafts up to your nose.

Vera couldn't help but swallow.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Lynn placed the plate in front of her, then crossed her arms and leaned against the counter, quietly watching her.

Vera was conflicted.

Reason told her she should refuse and leave in anger, but her body's instincts and her foodie soul were screaming wildly.

She couldn't resist in the end.

Vera picked up a spoon, carefully scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, and put it in her mouth.

"Ugh...!"

In an instant, a rich flavor exploded in my mouth!

The aroma of roasted rice, the freshness of mushrooms, the tenderness of shrimp, the smoothness of eggs... and a subtle spiciness and sweet aftertaste from Lynn's special spices.

All of these elements blend together perfectly, creating an addictive and delicious flavor!

This experience.

Sylvia never gave it to me.

Vera found it irresistible.

She couldn't resist scooping up another large spoonful.

Then, almost as if possessed, she took a sip of the drink.

The rich aroma of milk and the overflowing fragrance of tea filled Vera's mouth.

The base is refreshing, not greasy, and sweet with a lingering fragrance. The milk foam is delicate and smooth, and the chewy fruit crystal balls make her unable to resist indulging in it.

This is even better than fried rice with egg.

It's better than the moon dew wine treasured in the settlement.

This was a delicious taste she had never experienced before!

It was as if it was made specifically for her taste buds.

Customization?

Or is it...?

Have my taste buds already taken the shape of Lynn?

It's definitely custom-made.

This was one of Vera's favorite milk teas in her previous life game, and it was an improvement by Lynn based on the Da Hong Pao fresh milk tea.

It tastes so delicious.

Vera's stomach, which was originally "very full," seemed to have suddenly made room again.

At first, she tried to remain reserved and eat in small bites, but she soon lost control, moving the spoon faster and faster, and her cheeks puffed out.

She sipped her milk tea in big gulps, her emerald green eyes narrowing into slits with happiness.

Feeding Vera is still such a pleasing sight.

Sylvia, I didn't have any cheat codes in my past life; I defeated you through relentless learning and improvement.

Again.

You will still lose.

After all, I rely on the wisdom accumulated by countless people over thousands of years in China.

People eat for food.

Eat and drink.

Food and beverage have always been of paramount importance to the Chinese people.

99% of the people's wisdom plus my 1% sweat.

I can't lose.

Looking at Vera's adorable, food-loving expression, Lynn couldn't help but cross her arms and tease her, "You say you don't want it, but your body says otherwise!"

Vera's mouth was stuffed full of fried rice, her emerald eyes glistening with tears, and she could only mumble, "N-no...you're far inferior to Sylvia!"

But in my mind, another voice was screaming wildly: "How could this be! This joy! This feeling! I just can't stop!"

The extreme pleasure and the guilt of betrayal left Vera with incredibly mixed feelings.

But they just couldn't stop eating.

Meanwhile, in the treehouse diagonally opposite.

Sylvia hummed a song as she washed the kitchenware, feeling quite pleased with herself.

Vera's praise from earlier that day still echoed in her ears, filling her with confidence to win the match.

"Vera, your support is enough for me."

"As long as you enjoy your meal, that's enough."

"We made a promise when we were kids that I would cook delicious food for you for the rest of my life."

She spoke softly to the air, a faint blush rising on her face.

Thinking of Vera's gluttonous look when she ate the dishes she made during the day, Sylvia felt a warmth in her heart.

"Vera, we'll be best friends for life." She clenched her fist, making a promise to herself and to that friendship.

"lifetime."

And the parties involved...

He was sitting in Lynn's restaurant, holding an empty glass of drink, with a plate of fried rice on a clean plate in front of him.

Her lower abdomen was round and bloated, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Vera touched her bulging belly, a feeling of emptiness after extreme satisfaction and a strong sense of guilt welling up in her heart at the same time.

Crystalline tears slid down her emerald eyes without warning.

She looked at Lynn across from her, who was smiling and looking at her, and it was as if she could see through the wall her naive best friend across the street, who was still dreaming of friendship and victory.

I'm sorry, Sylvia.

She apologized silently in her heart.

I think... I really do prefer Lynn's cooking.

This delicious betrayal made her feel both happy and guilty.

Lynn looked at Vera, who was both conflicted and adorable.

Knowing that the outcome of the first round of this duel was already decided.

He handed her a clean handkerchief, his tone unusually gentle: "Don't cry, remember to come again tomorrow."

Vera took the handkerchief, covered her face, her shoulders trembling slightly, and did not answer.

But Lynn knew.

She will come.