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

The shadow of the "Prophet" case was completely dispelled by Lin Chen's thunderous methods, and Jiangcheng City quickly returned to its former peace and prosperity after a night of terror.

The sun was shining brightly over the weekend.

After two days of observation at the hospital, Lin Zhiyuan and Shen Manyun were finally discharged and returned home, confirming that they were in good health.

Lin Chen set up a large round table in the backyard of his family's teahouse, preparing to cook a small welcome feast for his parents.

He had just brought the fresh ingredients he bought from the market into the kitchen when the gate to the yard was pushed open.

"Uncle, you're discharged from the hospital! How are you feeling?"

Su Qingge wasn't wearing her police uniform today, but rather a well-tailored beige casual outfit. She looked less heroic and more like a gentle girl next door.

She walked in with a smile, carrying an antique wooden box in her hand.

"Oh, it's Qingge! Come in and sit down! We're doing fine, just feeling a bit bored!"

As soon as Shen Manyun saw Su Qingge, her face lit up with a smile, and she warmly took her hand.

"Auntie, this is what my dad asked me to bring to Uncle. It's a top-quality Da Hong Pao tea that he's treasured for many years. He said he wanted Uncle to have a taste of it." Su Qingge handed the wooden box to Lin Zhiyuan with a graceful demeanor.

Lin Zhiyuan's eyes lit up. He was an old tea connoisseur and could tell it was a good product just by looking at the packaging, but he still said the same old thing.

"Oh, I'm sorry to have troubled your dad. Please thank him for me."

Not long after Su Qingge sat down, the crisp sound of high heels rang out again at the courtyard gate.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom silently pulled up to the side of the road. Ye Qingcheng, dressed in the latest Chanel haute couture casual suit and wearing sunglasses, walked in surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black. Her powerful aura instantly transformed the cozy courtyard into an international summit venue.

"Uncle, Auntie."

Ye Qingcheng took off her sunglasses, revealing a cool and beautiful face. She nodded slightly to Lin Chen's parents, her voice cool but carrying a hint of sincere concern.

"I heard that your uncle has been discharged from the hospital, so I've prepared a small gift as a token of my respect."

As she spoke, her assistant behind her handed her an exquisite velvet box.

Ye Qingcheng opened the box, and inside lay a key that gleamed with a technological glow.

"This is the key to the 'Sea and Sky in One Color' villa area. The security and environment there are the best in Jiangcheng. I have already transferred it to Lin Chen's name so that Uncle can recuperate in peace."

Shen Manyun and Lin Zhiyuan were stunned on the spot.

The sea and sky blend into one color?

That's the most upscale neighborhood in Jiangcheng, where a villa starts at least in the nine-figure range!

This is...this is an incredibly extravagant gesture!

Su Qingge looked at the key, her hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

Before Shen Manyun could figure out how to respond to this "generous gift," the third guest arrived.

Jiang Tingxue wasn't wearing a white lab coat today, but rather a simple white dress. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, adding a touch of otherworldly elegance to her cool and aloof demeanor.

"Uncle, Auntie."

She carried a temperature-controlled incubator and walked to the table.

"Based on my uncle's medical examination report, I personally prepared some high-grade nutritional solutions, which are beneficial for postoperative recovery and boosting immunity."

She opened the box, inside were dozens of test tubes with handwritten labels. Her professionalism impressed Shen Manyun, who nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, Tingxue is so thoughtful! What a good child!"

Three women, three styles, three gifts—they seemed to be getting along well, but an invisible tension was beginning to build in the air.

At that delicate moment, a lively figure, as bouncy as a swallow, darted in.

"Auntie! I'm here!"

Wearing an adorable puff-sleeved top and pleated skirt, Su Ke'er, like a sweet breeze, rushed directly behind Shen Manyun, reaching out her little hands to massage her back, her words as sweet as honey.

"Auntie, you must be exhausted from these past few days at the hospital! Let me give you a massage; my technique is very professional!"

Shen Manyun burst into laughter at her joke and clapped her hand.

"You little rascal, you're the best at making me happy!"

Four stunningly beautiful women gathered together.

Ye Qingcheng exudes absolute royal authority, Su Qingge embodies orthodox elegance, Jiang Tingxue possesses professional aloofness, and Su Ke'er is sweet and considerate.

Four pairs of eyes met unexpectedly in mid-air, sparks flying in an instant.

This is no longer a simple visit; it is clearly a war without gunfire!

Just then, an untimely figure peeked out from the courtyard gate; it was Li Mingyu, who happened to be passing by.

Seeing the spectacle in the courtyard that resembled a top beauty pageant finale, he was so jealous his eyes almost popped out.

He spoke sourly, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Wow, Consultant Lin is really lucky, so many beautiful women are surrounding him. I just wonder... can his body handle it?"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow flashed by.

Lin Chen emerged from the kitchen at some point, carrying a cleaver.

He walked up to Li Mingyu expressionlessly, looking at him with the eyes of someone looking at trash.

"roll."

Lin Chen uttered a single word calmly.

"I……"

Li Mingyu still wanted to be stubborn.

Lin Chen raised his foot and, before he could finish speaking, kicked him directly in the butt.

Li Mingyu let out a "whoop" and was kicked out of the yard like a ball, falling flat on his face.

After dealing with the flies, Lin Chen didn't even glance at the undercurrents between the four women before turning back to the kitchen.

[God-level Micro-expression Control], now activated!

[God-level Culinary Skills], now unlocked!

He knew perfectly well that in this situation, saying anything would be wrong; only action could resolve everything.

In less than half an hour, mouthwatering aromas wafted out of the kitchen.

Lin Chen carried four casserole dishes and placed them steadily in the center of the table.

"Dinner is ready."

He lifted the pot lid, revealing four dishes, each with its own distinct color, aroma, and flavor, yet each with a unique style.

He first served Su Qingge a bowl of soup, a light and nourishing "matsutake chicken soup," mild and mellow, perfect for a criminal police officer like her who has an irregular schedule year-round.

"Qingge, sit next to my mom. Drink more of this soup; staying up late is bad for your health."

In one sentence, she affirmed her position in the elders' hearts and was full of care. Su Qingge's face flushed, and her cold, pretty face softened instantly.

Next, he used serving chopsticks to place a piece of "black truffle Wagyu beef" into Ye Qingcheng's bowl. The ingredients were top-notch, and the cooking method was extremely simple, perfectly matching her pursuit of the ultimate taste.

"Qingcheng, this villa is too expensive, but it's perfect for giving my parents a quiet place to recuperate. Thank you."

He accepted the gift readily, defining it as a gesture of filial piety towards his parents, thus saving face for Ye Qingcheng and defusing the awkwardness of receiving a gift. A barely perceptible smile curved the corners of Ye Qingcheng's lips.

Then, he turned to Jiang Tingxue and served her a bowl of "medicinal pigeon stew" carefully stewed with various medicinal herbs, a professional approach.

"Tingxue, your nutrient solution is much more effective than the medicine prescribed by the hospital. My dad's recovery depends on you."

He used a questioning tone, which greatly satisfied Jiang Tingxue's professional pride.

A hint of warmth flickered in Jiang Tingxue's cool eyes.

Finally, he smiled and placed a piece of her favorite "sweet and sour pork" on Su Ke'er's plate. It was sweet and sour and full of affection.

"Ke'er, your arms must be sore from massaging your back, right? Eat some meat to replenish your energy."

Every word and action he uttered was perfectly timed, like a top-notch bomb disposal expert effortlessly navigating between four "bombs" that could explode at any moment.

He managed to make the meal a joyful experience, and the hostility on the faces of the four women turned into a little sweetness in their hearts.

Shen Manyun and Lin Zhiyuan watched their son calmly and skillfully balancing four equally outstanding girls. They exchanged a glance and saw deep shock and pride in each other's eyes.

This kid has really made something of himself!