Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

Lu Yu's fingers didn't pause typing for a moment, nor did he even look up. He simply asked indifferently, "Made by hand?"

"Of course." Chen Su nodded immediately, her tone certain.

She deftly opened the top layer of the cake box, revealing a beautifully presented hazelnut dark chocolate Basque cake. The rich aroma of chocolate mixed with the sweetness of caramel instantly filled the air.

She picked up the small silver spoon that came with the box, carefully scooped out a small piece from the edge, and gently offered it to Lu Yuze's lips.

She leaned forward slightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, her voice slightly coaxing: "Brother Yuze, try some, see if it's good..."

Lu Yuze finally looked away from the screen and onto the spoon that was right in front of him and her eager face.

He paused for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and lingered on her face for a moment, as if scrutinizing her sincerity.

In the end, he opened his mouth slightly and accepted the apology.

Upon tasting the cake, the rich, slightly bitter dark chocolate flavor intertwines with the mellow aroma of cheese, the sweetness is indeed perfectly controlled, and the texture is dense and delicate.

He ate with an air of nonchalant elegance, chewing slowly a few times, his Adam's apple bobbing, before swallowing.

Then he gave a two-word evaluation: "Not bad."

A bright smile immediately bloomed on Chen Su's face, her eyes curving into crescents: "That's good."

Encouraged, she became bolder and simply moved a chair next to his desk.

She sat down next to him and scooped up another spoonful, handing it to him.

Lu Yu didn't say anything more, but opened his mouth to cooperate when she handed it to him.

One fed the other, and for a moment the only sounds in the study were the occasional soft tapping of his keyboard and the delicate rustling of her carefully scooping out pieces of cake.

Before I knew it, I had eaten half a cake.

Seeing this, Chen Su became even more excited and simply took out the other small cakes from the box as well.

Matcha mousse, berry tart, sea salt caramel pudding... a small piece was arranged in a colorful array.

She grabbed a small spoon for herself and began to enjoy the berry tart. The sweet and sour taste made her squint her eyes in satisfaction.

The quiet air was filled with the rustling sounds of packaging being unpacked, the clinking of spoons against porcelain plates, and Chen Su's occasional soft sighs of delight at the delicious food.

However, as the sweet fragrance in the air grew stronger, Lu Yuze's previously focused brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that several porcelain cake plates and scattered cake wrappers had appeared on the edge of his expensive, polished ebony desk.

His temple twitched.

"Chen Su".

He stopped knocking, his voice low but carrying a clear warning.

"Um?"

Chen Su, who was scooping a spoonful of matcha mousse, looked up with an innocent expression.

Lu Yu leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping across the table, and said calmly, "Clean it up in a bit. If there's even a single cream stain on the table..."

He paused, turned his gaze to her, and seemed to curve his lips slightly, but his eyes were devoid of warmth. "I'll just turn you into a cake and put you in the oven to bake."

Chen Su paused, then quickly looked down to check the table.

Fortunately, although she ate casually, she was still careful, and the table remained clean.

She quickly assured them, "I understand..."

Lu Yu ignored her and turned his attention back to the computer screen, but the cloying smell kept bothering his sense of smell.

He took a deep breath, about to tell her to take the food out to eat.

"Brother Yuze, try this sea salt caramel one too, it has a very unique flavor!"

Chen Su seemed to be enjoying her meal, so she scooped out another spoonful and eagerly handed it to him, moving faster than before, bringing the spoon directly to his lips.

Her movements were somewhat hasty, and when she handed over the spoon, she didn't control her strength well. The edge of the spoon lightly poked Lu Yuze's lower lip and then traced along the corner of his lips.

The delicate cream and a touch of chocolate crunch rubbed onto the corner of his mouth.

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped abruptly.

Lu Yuze stopped moving completely. He slowly turned his head, lifted his eyelids, and locked his amber eyes on Chen Su. He had no expression, but an invisible low pressure instantly spread out.

Chen Su's hand, holding the spoon, froze in mid-air as she looked at the black spot on the corner of his mouth.

She first wanted to laugh, but then suddenly realized it was inappropriate, so she quickly pursed her lips, suppressing the laughter that was about to spill out, and hurriedly put down her spoon and grabbed a tissue.

She leaned over and carefully wiped his face, saying, "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to, Brother Yuze..."

Through the tissue, she could feel the warmth of his lips through her fingertips.

They were so close that she could smell his crisp scent mixed with a faint caramel aroma, creating a strange contrast.

Lu Yu let her do as she pleased, but his unfathomable eyes remained fixed on her until she stopped. Only then did he speak slowly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger: "Did you dry it?"

"Yes, it's clean now." Chen Su nodded repeatedly.

Lu Yu then withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at her, closed his laptop, and stood up.

The tall figure instantly created a sense of oppression.

He walked to the door, opened the study door, then turned to Chen Su, who was still in the chair, and said succinctly, "Get out."

"Huh?" Chen Su didn't react.

"Including the people and the cake," Lu Yu tilted his head, gesturing to the mess on the table, "immediately."

Knowing that staying any longer would only anger him, Chen Su reluctantly gathered up the untouched cakes, put them back in their boxes, and, carrying them, slowly made her way to the door.

The door was slammed shut.

Chen Su stood in the corridor outside the door and sighed softly.

However, she quickly cheered up. Since the cake wasn't finished, it wouldn't hurt to find a place to continue enjoying it.

She had just walked down the stairs and turned the corner with the box in her arms when she ran into Lu Yichuan, who was lazily strolling up the stairs.

Lu Yichuan inherited the Lu family's excellent genes. He was tall with long legs and handsome features, but his expression always carried an air of arrogance, and his eyes habitually slanted upwards, making him look like someone not to be trifled with.

At that moment, Lu Yichuan also saw Chen Su holding the cake box, and then remembered that she had just come down from the direction of the study on the second floor.

He raised an eyebrow, and the usual mocking smile on his lips deepened. He sneered, "Oh, isn't this our Miss Chen? What's wrong? Did my brother kick you out of the study?"

Chen Su was already used to his cheeky mouth, so she wasn't angry. Instead, she held up the cake box in her hand and shook it: "Want some cake? There's still plenty left."

Lu Yichuan was stunned for a moment, then showed an exaggerated expression of disgust: "Chen Su, are you alright? You ate before giving it to me? How disgusting."

"There are some that haven't been touched," Chen Su added.

Lu Yichuan frowned, his suspicious gaze sweeping back and forth between the cake and her face. "You poisoned it?"

Chen Su rolled her eyes at him: "So, are you eating or not?"

The main reason is that she really can't finish so much food by herself, and it would be a waste to throw it away. Giving it to Lu Yichuan is better than feeding it to the trash can, and it can also help pass the time.

Lu Yichuan stared at her for a few seconds, then shrugged and nodded downstairs with his chin: "Let's go downstairs and eat in the restaurant. Who wants to stand and eat on the stairs?"

The two went downstairs one after the other.

_

To be honest, Chen Su and Lu Yichuan have never gotten along well since childhood.

The two were of similar age and had been friends for generations. They should have been childhood sweethearts, but their fates seemed to clash.

Lu Yichuan has a mischievous personality and a sharp tongue. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't say something sarcastic to Chen Su every time they meet.

The root of this deep-seated hatred can be traced back to when the two were very young.

Once, while playing hide-and-seek at the Lu residence, Lu Yichuan, thinking himself clever, hid in the attic where miscellaneous items were stored, concealing himself completely.

Chen Su, who was in charge of finding people, searched around but couldn't find them. Just then, someone from her family came to pick her up. In her haste, she forgot to tell the people who were hiding that the game was over.

As a result, Lu Yichuan diligently hid in the dark and stuffy attic for an entire afternoon, with the belief that he "must not be discovered." It wasn't until dinner time that the butler searched everywhere and finally found him almost asleep in a corner of the attic.

At that time, young Lu Yichuan thought he was in a game and refused to come out until the butler told him, with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Young Master, Miss Chen Su was taken home for lunch."

Lu Yichuan was stunned, followed by overwhelming anger and the resentment of being betrayed.

The next day, he went to Chen Su in a huff to confront her. Chen Su explained the reason and apologized, but the young master felt that this reason could not make up for the trauma of spending several hours alone in the dark attic.

And so, this feud was formed. He held a grudge to this day, and it has become an old grievance that they bring up every time they meet, as well as a fixed topic he uses to mock her.

At first, Chen Su would argue with him, but later she realized that it was a waste of breath and mostly treated him as background noise.

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We arrived at the spacious and bright restaurant.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is a neatly trimmed lawn.

The two sat down at the long dining table without exchanging much words. Chen Su opened the box, pushed the untouched portions to Lu Yichuan, and continued to work on the half-eaten berry tart.

The two sat side by side, awkwardly eating their desserts, creating an eerily peaceful atmosphere.

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Upstairs, Lu Yu finished his urgent work, rubbed his temples, got up and left the study, intending to go down to the garden for some fresh air.

He paused slightly as he reached the top of the stairs on the second floor.

Through the glass doors and bright space downstairs, his gaze fell on the restaurant on the first floor.

At the long dining table, Chen Su and Lu Yichuan sat side by side, each with a small cake in front of them.

There was no argument or bickering as he had expected, and there was hardly any communication at all.

Chen Su ate in small bites, her profile looking quiet and even a little obedient, while Lu Yichuan ate faster, but didn't show any extra expression.

The afternoon sun shone warmly through the glass window, casting a soft glow on them and giving this rare peaceful scene a gentle halo.

The air still seemed to carry the lingering sweet aroma of cake.

Lu Yu stood on the stairs, his hands in his trouser pockets, and watched quietly for a few seconds without any expression on his face. Then he looked away, turned around, and walked towards the terrace in the opposite direction.