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

three days later.

Monet was transferred to a provincial mental health center, and his "artistic career" came to a complete end due to the permanent disability of his hands.

The families of the two victims were properly taken care of, and the case was concluded as quickly as possible.

The city of Wuhan has returned to peace.

Saturday evening, 6 o'clock sharp.

Jiangcheng City Gymnasium.

All 30,000 seats were filled, and scalped tickets outside the venue were being sold for ten times the original price.

On the huge LED circular screen, a line of large, gold-plated characters scrolled...

"Su Ke'er Starry Night Solo Concert"

Although this girl is a high school music teacher, she has been working as an independent musician in her spare time and has accumulated a lot of fans online. The tickets for this concert sold out in fifteen minutes.

At this moment, in the first row of the VIP area in the very center of the stadium.

Lin Chen sat in the center, his expression calm.

Su Qingge was sitting to his left.

Today, unusually, I wasn't wearing my uniform. Instead, I changed into a fitted black dress, my long hair flowing over my shoulders, exuding a cool and captivating aura.

But her clear, bright eyes would occasionally glance at Lin Chen's face, carrying a hint of reserve and a touch of guilt.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting to his right.

Wearing a white haute couture suit and a Tiffany diamond necklace worth millions, she exuded a queenly aura that kept strangers at bay.

But the first thing she did after sitting down was to take Lin Chen's right arm in a very natural way.

Next to Ye Qingcheng sat Jiang Tingxue.

Today I took off my gold-rimmed glasses and put on a light blue floral dress, exuding a cool yet gentle vibe.

She didn't try to take Lin Chen's arm; she just sat there quietly, her knees brushing against Lin Chen's legs unintentionally.

Four people in the same frame.

The audience in the surrounding rows had no attention on the stage at all.

They frantically took photos, and the posts on WeChat Moments and Weibo were flooded with them almost simultaneously.

"Holy crap! Who's that guy in the first row? He's got three stunning beauties on his arms?!"

"I recognize that woman in the middle! That's Ye Qingcheng from the Ye Group! A female CEO worth hundreds of billions!"

"The one on the left isn't simple either... I've seen her in the news about the public security system; I think she's the head of some major crimes unit?"

"That cool-looking lady on the far right is so beautiful... Just who is that man?"

Lin Chen was already used to these looks.

What he was more concerned about at that moment was the extremely subtle atmosphere between the three women around him.

Su Qingge appeared calm, but her left hand kept unconsciously tugging at the hem of her skirt, while her peripheral vision kept a close eye on the hand Ye Qingcheng was using to hold Lin Chen's arm.

Ye Qingcheng remained unmoved, her red lips slightly pursed, a cold smile playing on her lips that seemed to say, "I'm going to assert my dominance in front of you."

Jiang Tingxue seemed the quietest, but she never pulled her leg back, even though it had been accidentally touching her.

Three women.

Three styles.

Three knives.

The whole thing was on Lin Chen's neck.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The pyrotechnics on stage exploded on time, igniting the entire stadium.

Su Ke'er, dressed in a pure white gauze dress, slowly rose from the elevator platform, like an angel descending to earth.

"Hello everyone! I'm Su Ke'er! Tonight belongs to you!"

The cheers of 30,000 people resounded through the sky.

Su Ke'er's sweet and clear voice sang five popular hits in a row, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

Lin Chen felt delighted and relaxed listening to this.

It has to be admitted that this girl's strength is indeed remarkable.

however.

After the fifth song ended.

Su Ke'er did not continue with the next song according to the script.

She walked to the very front of the stage, holding a microphone, and descended from the lift to a height almost level with the first row.

The lights in the entire venue suddenly went out.

A spotlight shone from above the stage, hitting Su Ke'er precisely.

The entire stadium fell silent.

"The next song is not on tonight's playlist."

Su Ke'er's voice suddenly became soft, so soft that it was unlike her usual lively and cheerful personality.

"I only want to sing this song to one person."

Her gaze pierced through the dimly lit audience seats, precisely locking onto the man in the center of the first row.

"He saved my life, more than once."

"He is the bravest, gentlest, and most remarkable person I have ever met."

"Brother Lin Chen—"

Su Ke'er's eyes were slightly red, and her voice trembled slightly.

This song is for you.

"I love you."

A stadium with a capacity of 30,000.

A deathly silence.

It lasted for a full two seconds.

Then--

"Aa ...

The entire venue erupted in cheers!

Tens of thousands of spectators screamed wildly, like a powder keg that had been lit.

at the same time.

A spotlight, brighter than the sun, slammed precisely into Lin Chen with a "smack"!

Thirty thousand pairs of eyes turned to the man bathed in light in the very center of the first row.

Lin Chen's figure was clearly visible in the pale beam of light.

There was a stunningly beautiful woman hanging on each side, and another stunningly beautiful woman on stage opposite him publicly confessing her love.

At this moment, all the male audience members were in complete agreement.

"This man must die."

But none of that matters.

What really matters is...

Su Qingge, who was to Lin Chen's left, slowly turned her head.

Ye Qingcheng on the right also slowly turned her head.

Jiang Tingxue, who was standing next to her, pushed up glasses that weren't actually there.

Three pairs of eyes.

Cold, sharp, dangerous.

Like three sharpened scalpels, they were precisely placed against Lin Chen's neck.

An extreme battleground.

Has come.

Lin Chen's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

But his face remained completely still.

[God-level Micro-expression Control] - Full Power Activation!

This newly acquired skill has shown its true value at this moment.

Lin Chen's expression was calm, open, and warm, even carrying a hint of "a brother's satisfaction in watching his sister grow up."

He slowly raised his hands.

With his left hand, he naturally covered the back of Su Qingge's hand, which was resting on the armrest.

The warmth of his palm traveled through her skin, and he tilted his head slightly, bringing his lips close to her earlobe.

"Ke'er is just an immature little sister."

His voice was deep and resonant, possessing an extreme magnetism bestowed by his [God-Level Vocal Mastery], like a small brush gently brushing against Su Qingge's eardrums.

"In my heart, you are the one who truly makes my heart ache."

Su Qingge's pupils dilated slightly, her ear tips flushed red, and she froze in her chair, forgetting even to breathe.

Almost at the same time.

Lin Chen grasped Ye Qingcheng's hand that was holding his arm with his right hand, and drew a circle in her palm with his fingertips.

"Qingcheng, you are irreplaceable."

Ye Qingcheng's eyelashes trembled, her lips parted slightly and then closed, and a blush flashed across her perpetually icy face at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

She didn't speak, but the strength in her arms around Lin Chen tightened even more.

At last.

Lin Chen leaned forward slightly, past Ye Qingcheng, and met Jiang Tingxue's clear, cold eyes, which held a hint of resentment.

He didn't speak.

He just smiled at her.

That smile contained doting affection, guilt, and a secret that belonged only to the two of them.

A faint blush rose on Jiang Tingxue's face.

She withdrew her knee from Lin Chen's leg, lowered her head, and unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth upwards.

Within three seconds.

Three women.

Three methods.

All the grievances were properly addressed.

Lin Chen breathed a long sigh of relief.

Damn, it's more tiring than defusing a bomb.