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

The scarlet clown's smiling face on the screen was still spinning silently.

The murderous intent in Lin Chen's eyes vanished in an instant.

He subtly flicked his thumb to turn off the screen and casually slipped the phone back into his sweatpants pocket.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without causing the slightest ripple.

But Su Qingge, who was sitting opposite her, still noticed something was wrong.

Her intuition as a professional detective makes her extremely sensitive to changes in the atmosphere around her.

She put down the white porcelain spoon in her hand, her cold gaze passing over the coffee table and piercing straight at Lin Chen.

"What happened?"

Su Qingge's tone carried its usual interrogative quality.

The gazes of the other three women instantly converged on them.

Lin Chen helplessly shrugged as he met the gazes of the four men.

"Scam text messages from northern Myanmar."

"They told me I won the grand prize at the Lisboa Casino in Macau and asked me to pay a processing fee of 20,000 yuan first."

"These scammers nowadays don't even bother to update their opening lines; they're so unprofessional."

Su Ke'er was the first to burst out laughing.

Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes, clearly disdainful of such a low-level lie.

Su Qingge stared at his eyes suspiciously for two seconds, but seeing no flaws, she finally looked away.

The crisis is temporarily over.

Lin Chen stood up and clapped his hands.

"Drinking only porridge is too bland."

"The dismantling of Ren'ai Hospital, that den of iniquity, and the capture of Sun Changming, is a major victory for the Jiangcheng police force and a joyous occasion for the Ye Group in eliminating a potential threat."

His gaze swept over Su Qingge and Ye Qingcheng.

"At times like this, we should have a big drink."

"I'll go get the wine."

Before the women could object, Lin Chen had already turned and walked towards the huge, temperature-controlled wine cabinet in the corner of the living room.

He opened the cabinet door and pulled out two bottles of red wine from the top shelf, which had no labels and were only sealed with corks.

Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Grand Cru vintage wine.

It's available on the market, but there's no demand.

It's perfect for dealing with these arrogant women.

The moment the cork was pulled out, a rich, mellow aroma of berries mixed with the aging notes of oak barrels instantly filled the living room.

Ye Qingcheng straightened her previously languid posture slightly.

Having frequented high society circles for many years, she could tell the value of these two bottles of wine just by smelling them, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Lin Chen brought out five wine glasses and lined them up in a row.

The scarlet wine flowed down the glass, forming a thick, glossy trail.

"Come."

Lin Chen raised his glass and deliberately made his toast sound righteous and noble.

"Respect justice, respect peace."

Su Qingge was most susceptible to this. She picked up her wine glass, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp.

Not to be outdone, Ye Qingcheng elegantly raised her glass to Lin Chen from afar, her red lips slightly parted as she swallowed a small portion of the glass.

Su Ke'er was just joining in the fun, holding the cup and gulping down several mouthfuls like she was drinking grape juice.

After being modified by the gene repair fluid, Jiang Tingxue's physical condition was so good that she could kill a bull. At this moment, her eyes sparkled, and she picked up the cup without hesitation.

After a few drinks, alcohol becomes the best lubricant.

The tense atmosphere in the living room was completely amplified.

The four women stopped treating each other coldly and, driven by a subconscious competitive spirit, began to compete in drinking.

Ye Qingcheng swirled her wine glass, her gaze landing defiantly on Jiang Tingxue.

"Does forensic doctor Jiang have a good alcohol tolerance? Does he need alcohol to numb his nerves when performing autopsies?"

Jiang Tingxue met Ye Qingcheng's gaze and returned it without backing down.

"Mr. Ye is joking. Forensic doctors need to be absolutely clear-headed, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception."

Su Qingge slammed the empty wine glass heavily onto the coffee table.

"Our police force has never lost a drinking contest!"

Su Ke'er held up an empty cup and shouted.

"I can drink too! Brother Lin Chen, fill it up!"

Seeing this, Lin Chen silently went to the liquor cabinet and took out three more bottles of high-proof foreign liquor.

An hour later.

Five empty wine bottles lay scattered haphazardly on the coffee table.

Lin Chen leaned back on the sofa, toying with a wine glass in his hand, looking at the scene of a group of women drunk in front of him, and felt a headache coming on.

Su Qingge's usually cool and beautiful face was now flushed with two deep blushes.

Two buttons on her police uniform collar were ripped open, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin, and her eyes held a rare look of bewilderment and naivety.

"Lin Chen..."

She pointed at Lin Chen's nose, her voice soft and sweet, tinged with a hint of drunkenness.

"You...you're full of nonsense...but I know...you're a good cop..."

This usually dashing head of the serious crimes unit was now speechless.

Ye Qingcheng's situation wasn't much better.

This aloof and icy female CEO completely dropped her pretense, lounging lazily on the leather sofa.

Her black Chanel business suit was slightly wrinkled from being crumpled, and she rested her chin on one hand, like a noble Persian cat.

"Lin Chen... thirty million isn't enough..."

She murmured with her red lips, her tone carrying a rare blend of coquettishness and stubbornness.

"I want you... completely strapped to the Ye family's war chariot... you're not allowed to run away."

Su Ke'er had long since given up, clutching the empty wine bottle tightly in her arms, her little head bobbing up and down.

"Brother Lin Chen...you big bad guy...all you do is bully me..."

After muttering this, the little girl tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep in the corner of the sofa, a trace of drool still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Tingxue, sitting next to Lin Chen, drank the most heavily because of her good physique, and now the aftereffects of the red wine mixed with foreign liquor were fully taking effect.

She felt a sudden dizziness, as if all the bones in her body had been removed, and she collapsed to the ground.

A fragrant breeze wafted over.

Lin Chen reacted quickly, stretching out his long arm to pull her steadily into his embrace.

Jiang Tingxue nestled against Lin Chen's broad chest, finding a comfortable position. She rubbed against him like a lazy kitten and closed her eyes.

The living room fell completely silent, with only the varying depths of the four women's breathing remaining.

Lin Chen sat on the carpet, holding one in his arms, while three others lay sprawled in front of him.

If this scene were to get out, it would probably drive half the men in Jiangcheng insane with jealousy.

But now he is filled with helplessness, as the entire cleanup work has fallen on his shoulders.

Lin Chen gave a wry smile, carefully pulled his arm out of Jiang Tingxue's grasp, and stood up to stretch his limbs.

He first picked up the lightest baby, Su Ke'er, and carried her steadily into the second bedroom, carefully taking off her shoes and socks and covering her with the air-conditioning blanket.

Then he turned around and hugged Su Qingge.

This policewoman is well-trained, and her skin feels firm and elastic to the touch.

Just as Lin Chen picked her up, Su Qingge suddenly frowned, closed her eyes, and wildly waved her fist in mid-air.

"Don't move... police..."

Lin Chen almost burst out laughing. He gently pressed down on her flailing arms with his shoulder and carried her to the two-meter-wide bed in the master bedroom.

Then, he carried Ye Qingcheng, who was completely drunk and unconscious, inside.

Looking at the female CEO and the policewoman who usually clashed the most, Lin Chen, with his mischievous side, stuffed Ye Qingcheng into the bed next to Su Qingge.

As soon as Ye Qingcheng lay down, she instinctively clung to Su Qingge like an octopus, muttering, "Lin Chen, don't run away."

Su Qingge slapped Ye Qingcheng's thigh and muttered, "Behave yourself."

Lin Chen shook his head and finally carried Jiang Tingxue into another guest room.

After settling all four great-aunts in, Lin Chen stood in the living room, took out his phone, and glanced at the scarlet smiley face icon.

Jack's provocations persist.

He needs to stay absolutely alert right now.

The next morning.

Golden sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, freely filling the safe house's dining room.

A rhythmic sound came from the kitchen.

Lin Chen got up very early, changed into a loose casual outfit, and tied a black apron around his waist.

[God-level culinary skills] Full power activated.

The cleaver in his hand became a silver blur, and the rapid chopping sound was as crisp as a sudden rain.

The four women had different tastes and physical conditions, but he handled them with ease.

Slow-cooked chicken breast is pan-fried until slightly golden brown, served with fresh romaine lettuce and zero-calorie vinaigrette. This is a weight-loss meal for Su Qingge.

A cup of fragrant Geisha black coffee, paired with a whole wheat tuna poached egg sandwich, perfectly satisfies President Ye's refined tastes.

With a ding from the oven, the golden-brown, crispy caramel pudding came out, specially prepared for Su Ke'er, who has a sweet tooth.

Meanwhile, in the casserole dish next to her, a medicinal lean meat porridge with ginseng and goji berries was already simmering until the rice grains bloomed, bubbling away with a refreshing aroma that was perfect for Jiang Tingxue to warm her stomach.

Four breakfasts, each with a distinct flavor, were neatly arranged on the marble dining table.

Steaming hot, with a wonderful aroma.

Lin Chen took off his apron and casually draped it over the back of the chair.

He picked up his glass of warm water, took a sip, and turned his gaze to the tightly closed master bedroom door.

Judging by the time, those old ladies with hangovers should be waking up by now.

I wonder what kind of high-decibel screams Ye Qingcheng and Su Qingge will let out when they open their eyes and find themselves embracing their nemesis on the same bed.

Lin Chen's lips curled into a smile of anticipation as he pulled out a chair and sat down.