Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)-Chapter 340
“Welcome! Do you have a reservation?”
Wen Yang, dressed in a crisp white shirt and black vest, his hair slicked neatly back, greeted the newly arrived guests with a warm smile.
This kind of waiter job was nothing new to him. Since elementary school, life’s necessities had pushed him to take on all kinds of part-time work.
From rummaging through trash bins for bottles, to tutoring students—when he was still in primary school in his hometown, uncles and elders would always keep a pair of chopsticks set aside for him at the table. But after he left for junior high in the county, he could only rely on himself.
In university, expenses were higher, but with tuition subsidies and Ning Chu looking after him, he was no longer as strapped for cash.
Today was technically his first official day of work; the past two days had been spent familiarizing himself with the environment and learning the ropes from senior staff on how to be a proper waiter.
“This way, please.”
He opened the door to a private dining room, guiding the guests inside before taking his place at the entrance, ready to respond at a moment’s notice.
He wasn’t yet handling tasks like taking orders or serving dishes at the table—two days wasn’t enough to memorize the hotel’s extensive menu.
He’d glanced through it though: a single set meal could run over a thousand yuan, plus a 20% service charge. Unfortunately, none of that service fee went to the waiters.
The hotel’s upper floors also offered accommodation, with rooms ranging from several hundred to over a thousand per night.
Wen Yang wondered what made them so different from the hundred-yuan budget inns…
And he wondered what Ning Chu was doing right now.
Standing tall at the private room entrance, hands clasped behind his back, Wen Yang looked proper enough, but his thoughts were drifting.
When would he be able to bring Ning Chu here for a meal… maybe even stay a night?
Although, judging from the guests’ reviews, the food here was supposedly pretty average… With Ning Chu personality, she’d probably prefer a plate of fried noodles from a street stall.
Maybe when he got paid, he should save up to buy her a game console instead? But she’d probably feel bad about the expense and refuse…
Thinking of Ning Chu made the corners of his mouth curve up unconsciously, and his thoughts drifted even further.
That day at the group dinner, her behavior had been especially strange.
In the afternoon, she had suddenly grabbed him—flustered but determined—and dragged him out to look for an adult goods store, buying him a certain… cup.
That night, he had no idea who had spiked his drink, but the overwhelming need for release had hit hard.
In the end, the little succubus had wound up with an
ahegao
expression, scream-moaning before fainting, and the cup hadn’t even been usable because of… sizing issues. But thinking back on it, it felt as if Ning Chu had somehow known he was going to be drugged at that dinner.
It’s almost like she could see the future.
“Waiter, another jug of corn juice, please.”
Wen Yang snapped out of his daze instantly, replied at once, and hurried to refill the drink.
Back at the door of the private room, standing like a guard once more, his mind began to wander again.
It wasn’t just that time—there had been many occasions where Ning Chu acted like a prophet, preparing things for him in advance or warning him ahead of time.
It was as if she knew exactly which girl would come on to him, and in what way, or what situations he might find himself in.
Almost like in those stories she wrote… where there was a certain smutty hentai novel with him as the protagonist, allowing her to predict exactly what would happen to him.
Wait. There
was
something like that—back at the start of the school year, he had once peeked at her laptop screen late at night, and she had been reading a story with “Wen Yang” as the protagonist.
Wen Yang fell into deep thought.
...
Meanwhile, walking through the market, Ning Chu looked left and right, scanning the stalls on both sides.
She knew this place well. Back in primary school, her mother had worked at a braised meat shop here, and she and her brother had often wandered around the market.
She hadn’t been here in ages.
The market, once so dirty and cluttered you had to watch where you put your feet, had cleaned up quite a bit. It no longer looked so grimy, though the tiled floor was still inevitably wet in places—enough to make people worry they might slip if they weren’t careful.
She quickened her pace to catch up with her mother.
“Mom, what are you planning to buy?”
“Pig kidney. For your little boyfriend, to give him a boost.”
“Yeah, right.”
Clearly that was for
uncle
, not Wen Yang!
Wen Yang’s body was already in top shape—why would he need any boosting? She had no desire to end up like last time, woozy and passing out, with no idea what Wen Yang might have done afterward. That’s a terrible experience.
“Buy it anyway.”
Ignoring her daughter's word, Ning Juan stopped at the butcher’s stall and bought a pig kidney, along with two jin of tenderloin. She muttered under her breath, “Ning Xin just loves eating meat, I almost can’t afford to feed her anymore.”
Ever since Black Bean had come into the family, the household expenses had shot up several times over. Part of it was food and clothing, but the real cost was Black Bean’s tutoring classes.
Even with just a half-day morning course, the tuition was steep enough to make people wince.
These little worries and burdens turned over once in Ning Juan's mind, but she didn’t voice them to Ning Chu. Instead, she casually said, “It’s almost New Year’s, and we haven’t even bought the holiday goods yet.”
“Let Uncle buy them. Isn’t he coming to spend New Year’s at our place?”
“Why not have Wen Yang buy them?”
“Wen Yang doesn’t have money~” Ning Chu said with total conviction. “He’s only a freshman in college, okay? Don’t you feel bad?”
Ning Juan shot her daughter a look. “What do you want for New Year’s Eve dinner? Hot pot?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Then tell Uncle to bring some wine. I’ll have a drink or two with him that night.” Ning Jian grinned, teasing, “Do you want some too?”
Ning Chu had no interest in alcohol. She shook her head and helpfully reminded, “Mom, Black Bean will be home~ Who knows what you two might do if you get drunk.”
The next second, a sharp knock landed on her head. She winced and clutched it, fuming.
Sure enough, teasing her mom would get her smacked.
She looked up to see her mother’s slightly flushed face, still expressionless, and felt a little chill in her heart.
So her mother can tease her as much as she want but she can’t?
“Can Wen Yang come for New Year’s Eve dinner?” Ning Chu asked, a little nervously.
Even though her mother’s attitude toward Wen Yang had improved, she was still worried she might refuse.
“Sure. That kid’s pretty pitiful, spending New Year’s all alone…”
Ning Chu’s eyes lit up instantly. “Okay!”
Including Wen Yang in the most family-centered meal of the year was practically her mother’s way of officially acknowledging him as a future son-in-law.
After buying hot pot base and meatballs ahead of time, the two of them made a quick circuit around the market. By the end, both mother and daughter had several bulging plastic bags in hand.
Kidney, lamb, chives, dried scallops—all classic stamina boosting food.
Ning Chu was starting to suspect that Uncle was about to get drained dry too.
She glanced at her mother strangely.
That uncle had a solid, muscular frame—even sturdier-looking than Wen Yang—yet apparently even he couldn’t keep up with her mother?
“Look at you. I can tell you’re not thinking anything decent from your eyes alone.”
Ning Juan instantly saw through her daughter lewd little thoughts, raising her hand in mock threat, making Ning Chu dart to the side in alarm.
“Come on, let’s go home and cook.”
“Yes~”
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Chapter 340
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