Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 1613: Big Sister Angela, What Are You Doing In Chaos City?

“Mm-hmm.” Mag raised his brow, but still replied very calmly.

“So it’s really that kind of numbing and spicy super big crayfish?” Angela continued probing. Knowing that the Eyes of Enchantment did not work on Mag, Angela had no choice but to ask for her answers.

“Mm-hmm,” Mag answered again. He glanced at Angela. Could it be that this Miss Succubus had noticed something?

After getting Mag’s affirmation, Angela sighed disappointedly as she grumbled, “Sigh, even if you knew how to make it, it would definitely not be better than the ones made by the fellow at Carapace Island.”

Mag did not reply. She was not talking to him anyway.

“Do you know him? That man who sells crayfish at Carapace Island. The one with a very beautiful wife,” Angela asked while looking at Mag.

“No.” Mag shook his head. He glanced at Angela. Does this fellow miss his crayfish or his wife?

“His wife is really beautiful. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Angela sighed.

“Young lady, if you’re hungry now, you can go take a look ahead. There are a few restaurants that are not bad. Their food isn’t any worse than ours,” Mag recommended with a smile. He regretted allowing her to take a seat now.

“Heh. I’m not hungry. I just like the food at your restaurant.” Angela shook her head and looked into Mag’s eyes. She squinted her long eyes, and curiously asked, “Don’t you feel anything towards me? People would always want to make me stay and look forward to having something on with me, but you’re trying to chase me away.”

“No feelings.” Mag shook his head honestly. He had already transcended from the lowly level of lust, so he would not be moved by a stranger woman.

“That’s alright. I am rather interested in your restaurant.” Angela turned her head around to look at the restaurant. The floor-to-ceiling glass window was transparent, so she could see the exquisitely furnished restaurant. She really had the urge to go in.

“Whatever floats your boat.” Mag could not be bothered to be calculative with her. He finished the tea in his cup and started packing up.

“Aren’t you going to sit a while with me and have some tea?” Angela asked as she watched Mag pack up the tea set and fold the lounge chair as he got ready to go in.

“I have to get ready for lunch hours. Sorry, I won’t be able to join you,” Mag said without even looking back.

“Then can I take a seat inside?” Angela said expectantly as she stood up.

“No,” Mag said firmly and closed the door behind him.

“This fellow...” Angela looked at the closed door in front of her and raised her brow. “He’s quite a character.”

Not a single male had ever done this to her before. This fellow was the first... no, the second one.

“Alright. At least he left a cup for me, and that proves that he’s not completely heartless,” Angela muttered under her breath with a smile as she held the ceramic teacup in her hands.

Two men passed by, and when they saw her, they were awestruck and walked right into a tree.

“Oh, men.”

Angela glanced at the two men in a sorry state who clambered up awkwardly, and pressed her lips together. I’m still as irresistible.

Looks like she didn’t come over to look for me, but is here for the crayfish. Since she knew that the crayfish restaurant at Carapace Island was gone, it meant that she went back to look for us, and managed to find her way to Chaos City. Mag put the lounge chair down, and pondered as he watched Angela through the door.

He didn’t know her well, but Irina seemed to have a positive impression of her.

For a succubus to be able to reach the 8th-tier at this age meant that she was really talented and capable.

“Irina seemed to have interacted with her more. I guess she should decide how to settle this.” Mag quickly convinced himself, and started his preparatory work for lunch hours.

Firis, Miya, and the rest arrived at the restaurant subsequently.

“There’s a very pretty and charming succubus outside. Although her beautiful looks might have been because of her race, I haven’t seen a succubus as beautiful as her,” Yabemiya exclaimed in awe when she stepped in.

“Yeah. She looks rather young, but she is exuding a charm that would draw one’s attention to her,” Rena agreed with a nod enviously. She felt like she herself gave off a masculine vibe, and even if she was in the kitchen, she would resemble a professional chef rather than give off the vibe of a housewife.

“Hmph. She’s merely a little meatier.” Babla snorted as she glanced at her flat chest.

“She’s a rare 8th-tier succubus. Very talented,” Elizabeth commented.

Everyone was discussing fervently the beautiful and powerful succubus at the door, but Jane, who was a little surprised and a little worried, came into the kitchen to Mag, who was making braised beancurd, and said softly, “Boss. That Angela who came over and stayed for two days at Carapace Island is now outside.”

“Mm-hm. I saw her, and even had tea with her.” Mag nodded with a smile.

“Hm?” Jane was stunned. Before coming over to Chaos City, Mag had reminded her time and again not to tell anyone what happened at Carapace Island. Now that this Miss Angela had come over to Chaos City, there was a possibility that she would recognize them, and then spill the beans about what happened at Carapace Island. Wasn’t Mag worried at all?

“Did she see you when you came in?” Mag asked Jane.

“I suppose... so.” Jane nodded. She could not help but take a few more glances at Angela, because she was too shocked, and when their eyes met, she saw the shock on Angela’s face as well.

“In that case...” Mag fell silent. He managed to fool her, but forgot about Jane. It seemed like he had no choice but to have a deep conversation with Angela.

“Do we need to silence her?” Jane asked softly.

“That won’t be necessary.” Mag shook his head with a smile at Jane, who was distraught. He thought for a while, and said, “You don’t have to worry about this matter. I will settle it.”

“Mm-hm.” Jane nodded and did not probe further. Anyway, Boss and Lady boss could solve anything. There was nothing for her to worry about.

Why did that lady with a small golden horn on her head look so familiar? Angela looked towards the door as she stood up and joined the line.

After meeting eyes with her, she was certain that she must have met her before.

Who could it be? Angela felt that the lady was very, very familiar, but she was unable to ascertain her identity all of a sudden.

Just then, a soft voice beside her said, “Big Sister Angela, what are you doing in Chaos City?”