You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

early morning.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm patches of light on the floor.

Lin Chen opened his eyes.

There was no one beside her; a faint indentation and lingering warmth remained on the soft sheets.

The air was filled with a faint scent of Chanel No. 5 perfume, mixed with the woman's unique body fragrance, proving that everything last night was not a dream.

He sat up, stretched, and his joints cracked and popped.

I didn't sleep all night, but I felt better than ever before.

Just then, from the direction of the kitchen downstairs, came the faint sound of "ping-pong balls," mixed with a few suppressed, exasperated shouts.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, rolled out of bed, and followed the sound.

He leaned against the doorframe at the kitchen doorway, the sight before him making it impossible for him to suppress the smile on his lips.

In the spacious and bright modern kitchen, Ye Qingcheng, the icy queen who is decisive in the business world and can decide the flow of hundreds of millions of dollars with a single word, looked somewhat disheveled.

She was wearing an exquisite silk slip dress, the hem of which barely covered the top of her thighs, outlining her breathtaking curves.

Those incredibly long legs, which usually only appear on the covers of fashion magazines, were now smooth and exposed to the air without any cover.

She had haphazardly put on a pink cartoon apron, which added to her adorable contrast.

Her long, seaweed-like hair was casually tied back, with a few playful strands falling onto her snow-white neck, swaying slightly with her movements.

Her usually aloof and stunningly beautiful face was now filled with tension and focus, and even the tip of her nose was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Her entire focus was on the expensive frying pan in front of her.

His expression was even more solemn than when he faced the theft of three hundred million US dollars yesterday.

"Sizzle—"

A strong smell of burning filled the air, accompanied by billowing black smoke.

Ye Qingcheng reacted as if she had been burned, hurriedly turning off the stove and looking at the completely carbonized unidentified object in the pot with some disappointment.

She turned around and met Lin Chen's smiling eyes.

With a "whoosh," a captivating blush instantly spread from her snow-white neck to her ears.

Embarrassment, shyness, and a hint of panic at being caught red-handed.

"You...you're awake?"

She awkwardly put her hands behind her back, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I wanted to...make you breakfast, but...it looks like it's burnt again."

Lin Chen's gaze passed over her and landed on the white porcelain plate on the kitchen counter next to her.

In the plate lay another lump of black solid with an even more abstract shape.

It seems this is the second attempt.

Lin Chen chuckled softly and stepped inside.

"Mr. Ye, let me do this rough work."

"After all, my price for sleeping with clients is so high, I should at least include some after-sales service, right?"

His witty remark instantly diffused the awkwardness in the air.

Ye Qingcheng was both embarrassed and amused by his risqué joke, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, exuding charm.

"Who asked you to sleep with them!"

She feigned annoyance, but her body betrayed her by making way for him.

Lin Chen walked to the stove, looked at the frying pan that had "died," and then at the remaining ingredients next to it.

He didn't rush to make a move, but turned around to face Ye Qingcheng with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Don't rush, before I make breakfast, I'll show you a magic trick."

Ye Qingcheng was stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

Lin Chen casually snapped his fingers in the air with his right hand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

[God-level Magic Hand Speed], activated!

In that instant, Ye Qingcheng only felt a blur before her eyes, and Lin Chen's wrist was so fast that it seemed to leave an afterimage!

His actions were right in front of her, but her brain was completely unable to process the explosively high frame rate of the scene!

By the time she came to her senses, Lin Chen's palm was already open.

My palm was empty; there was no egg as I had expected.

Instead, a vibrant red rose, still glistening with morning dew, was displayed!

Ye Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened instantly!

She instinctively covered her lips, her eyes filled with unbelievable surprise and shock.

Where did this rose come from?!

She clearly remembered that there was a bouquet of roses like this in a vase on the table next to her!

But he clearly didn't move an inch!

Looking at her adorable expression of surprise and delight, Lin Chen's smile widened even further.

He stepped forward and gently tucked the rose behind Ye Qingcheng's ear.

The rich floral fragrance instantly dispelled the unpleasant burnt smell in the air.

The vibrant roses, paired with her stunningly beautiful face, created an atmosphere of romance that reached its peak at this moment.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was in complete turmoil.

She could feel the heat radiating from the base of her ears; it was incredibly hot.

She could hear her own heart pounding like a deer, so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

A sense of security, a sense of adoration, and this incurable romance...

All the emotions converged into an uncontrollable impulse at this moment.

She raised her head, her phoenix eyes, shimmering with moisture, fixed on Lin Chen.

Then, she deliberately stood on her tiptoes.

She gave him a sweet kiss.

Soft, warm, and with a hint of sweetness.

The air seemed to thicken at that moment.

The temperature in the kitchen rose steadily.

Just as Lin Chen held the back of her head, preparing to take the initiative and deepen the kiss.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

A highly discordant cell phone vibration sound, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, suddenly exploded!

The sudden sound shattered the enchanting atmosphere of the room.

Ye Qingcheng, like a startled rabbit, took a step back abruptly, her pretty face turning so red it was almost bleeding.

Lin Chen frowned slightly and took out his phone from his pocket with some displeasure.

The three characters on the caller ID were crystal clear.

Su Qingge.