I Ran Away after I was Forced into a Love Polygon

Chapter 24

The spoon in Du You’s hand is hovering up and down as if there’s been another glitch in the Matrix.

The chef also noticing his bad coincidental timing, and quickly follows up, “please do not misunderstand! It isn’t my intention to coerce you with this dessert; it’s not even that extravagant a gift. I was just thankful you could understand… how this father feels.”

To show his sincerity and politeness, he takes the toque blanche off, revealing his greying hair. Du You realises then that the chef might look young but he already has a great amount of grey hair.

The same face accented by a mix of both white and grey hair makes it feel much more weathered.

His son must have stressed him out a lot, Du You thinks.

But since his son is just at most a high school student, they must really have no shared language.

Seeing Du You appearing to be swayed, the chef puts his hands into a prayer pose and tries to persuade him further.

“I’m really out of options. His mother spoiled him too much and nobody else was willing to discipline him. If you think this is too much trouble then perhaps I could just introduce you first and the two of you can try to be friends first.”

Then he makes an offer, “from now on you can eat as much as you want in the restaurant for free. You can also come find me if there’s any difficulty you might have met.”

The father here believes himself to be a liberal parent, and so he would not intervene in what circles his son spends time in.

But at least, for now, introducing a good-natured, righteous young man to him and try to have him gradually influence his own son is also important.

The system views the chef’s promise with disdain.

What sort of trouble can trouble this bossy CEO here. Even if there were any, they wouldn’t be something this little chef of a restaurant can help with.

And since the host is almost trouble-averse, and would oftentimes not even heed its own words, he would definitely reject him.

While thinking so, it sees its host make an ‘ok’ gesture to show he’s down for it.

The system widens its eyes in disbelief.

The chef is overjoyed, and leans over to hold Du You’s hands in his, “really, thank you very much. Then let’s strike while the iron is hot, would you like to come for dinner this weekend at my place? I will send the address over.”

After that he ecstatically left the seat and told his wife they’ll be having a guest over this weekend.

Du You is now alone at the table as he continues to eat the ice cream.

While the system doesn’t need to breathe, it feels like it’s suffocating, [Who are you?! You are not the host I know!]

[You ignored all my requests but you promised that old fart! Why?!]

(Uploader: Cuz the chef wad actually a nice person and very polite unlike you :P )

The system sounds like an abandoned wife complaining about her heartless husband.

Though the host does not respond at all to its screams.

A few minutes later, Du You finishes his dessert and is already wiping his mouth with a tissue when he hears a familiar voice.

“…You?”

A familiar tone from a familiar voice.

Du You does not turn around and continues wiping his mouth.