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

The private jet landed smoothly on the exclusive tarmac at Beijing Capital International Airport. The roar of the engine turned into a deep hum, and finally fell silent.

As the cabin door opened, a rush of dry, crisp air, characteristic of early autumn in Beijing, filled the cabin, dispelling the lingering salty, damp atmosphere of the island.

Lin Chen was the first to walk out. He had changed into a well-tailored casual outfit. The fatigue from the night on the island and the ferocity brought by the killing had been perfectly contained in his deep eyes, leaving only a calm and indifferent demeanor after experiencing the storm.

He turned around and extended his hand very naturally.

Ye Qingcheng, Su Qingge, Jiang Tingxue, and Su Ke'er, four stunningly beautiful women with different styles, walked down from his side one by one.

Having experienced a harrowing brush with death on the island, they now return to the familiar metropolis, their brows bearing a hint of post-disaster languor and a deeper dependence on the men beside them.

Outside the helipad, a row of black Rolls-Royce Phantoms had been waiting for some time. The iconic Spirit of Ecstasy on the hood gleamed in the sunlight, and a dozen bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses stood solemnly, making quite a grand entrance.

Even in Beijing, a city teeming with powerful figures, the Ye Group remains a top-tier entity.

"Honey, shall we go straight back to the courtyard house?"

Ye Qingcheng asked softly, having already habitually taken Lin Chen's arm and leaned half her body against him. That familiar scent, which made her feel incredibly at ease, was more captivating to her than any expensive perfume.

"Yes, let's go home."

Lin Chen nodded, his voice carrying a warm feeling of longing to return home.

For him now, that huge courtyard house located in the heart of Beijing's Second Ring Road is his true home.

The convoy smoothly departed the airport and merged into the bustling traffic of Beijing.

As the heavy, vermilion-lacquered door, etched with the marks of time, was slowly pushed open, a rich and pervasive sense of life rushed out.

In the courtyard, several priceless orchids, blessed by the "God-level Horticulture Mastery" skill, were in full bloom, emitting a delicate fragrance.

Father Lin Zhiyuan was holding an old-fashioned water hose, carefully watering the flowers and plants that were more precious than gold. His movements were clumsy but showed a seriousness.

Meanwhile, her mother, Shen Manyun, was hanging the freshly washed quilts to dry on the clothesline in the middle of the yard. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell warmly on her.

As she patted the blanket, she continued to mutter in a strong voice:

"That brat, he's gone for ten days or half a month at a time, and he can't even explain himself clearly on the phone. I wonder if he's even eating properly while he's away..."

Before she could finish speaking, her gaze inadvertently fell upon Lin Chen, who had just entered through the door, and behind him were four beautiful women who made her dream of having a daughter-in-law.

Shen Manyun's hand suddenly stopped moving, and the muttering on her face instantly turned into a bright smile that she couldn't stop grinning.

"Oh my! My precious sons! You're finally back!"

She wiped her hands haphazardly on her apron and hurried over, her voice as loud as ever.

Lin Zhiyuan also heard the noise. He put down the water pipe, turned around and saw Lin Chen. He instinctively wanted to put on a stern face, but when his gaze swept over the four smiling girls, the lines on his face softened instantly, and he grinned, revealing a simple and happy smile.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

He muttered something to himself, stepped forward, and took the luggage from Lin Chen's hands with remarkable ease.

"Dad, Mom, we're back."

Lin Chen shouted with a smile.

"Hello, Uncle! Hello, Auntie!"

Ye Qingcheng and the other three women greeted her in unison.

In front of the two elders, they both spontaneously withdrew all their usual aura.

Whether it's the ice queen or the dashing policewoman, they all look as docile as the girl next door at this moment.

"Oh, okay, okay!"

Shen Manyun's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. She grabbed the hands of Su Ke'er and Jiang Tingxue, who were closest to her, and looked them over from left to right, constantly asking about their well-being.

"Ke'er has lost weight. Did she not eat well while she was out? Tingxue looks good, but she should wear more layers. It gets chilly in the mornings and evenings in the capital."

She then looked at Su Qingge and Ye Qingcheng, her eyes filled with the satisfaction of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law... oh no, a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law.

"Qingge, Qingcheng, come in and sit down. You must be exhausted. Auntie has made you some delicious slow-cooked soup!"

The four women were a little embarrassed by this enthusiasm, but their hearts were warmed.

They surrounded Shen Manyun and rushed into the kitchen, chattering as they prepared a welcome dinner. The entire courtyard was instantly filled with laughter and joy.

Lin Chen stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the heartwarming scene before him. He saw the genuine smiles on his parents' faces and the harmonious relationship between his beloved women and his family. An unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment slowly fermented in his heart.

This is the meaning of what he did everything he could to protect.

The atmosphere at dinner was lively and warm.

After dinner, Lin Chen helped his parents sit in the pair of antique armchairs in the living room.

"Dad, Mom, sit down, your son is about to show you a new skill."

Shen Manyun and Lin Zhiyuan exchanged a glance, both looking curious.

"What special skill? What kind of weird stuff have you learned this time?"

Lin Zhiyuan spoke, but his body remained ramrod straight.

Lin Chen smiled mysteriously, offering no explanation. He slowly walked behind his parents, and with a thought, activated both the newly acquired [Divine Massage Technique] and his already mastered [Divine Traditional Chinese Medicine Proficiency]—two divine skills—simultaneously!

In an instant, his parents' bodies seemed to become semi-transparent structures in his vision.

The direction of each meridian, the blockage of each acupoint, and the strength of the flow of Qi and blood are all clearly presented in his mind in a data-driven form.

He took a deep breath and placed his hands on his parents' shoulders and necks.

"Um?"

Lin Zhiyuan and Shen Manyun both let out a soft exclamation.

They only felt their son's palm was warm and strong, and an indescribable, warm current-like breath slowly seeped into their skin along their shoulders and necks, making them feel relaxed all over instantly.

Lin Chen's hands began to move.

His fingers, as if possessed by life, moved with an extremely mysterious and special frequency, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes pressing, and sometimes plucking the Jianjing, Fengchi, and Dazhui acupoints on his parents' bodies.

His movements appeared slow, yet they possessed a unique rhythm; each exertion of force precisely targeted the blocked meridian points.

Lin Zhiyuan has been driving a large truck for many years, which has caused him to suffer from severe lumbar muscle strain. He experiences unbearable pain whenever the weather changes.

Shen Manyun has worked hard all her life, and her cervical spine and shoulder joints have always been in poor condition.

But at this moment, as Lin Chen pressed down, they felt the soreness and stiffness that had been lingering in their bodies for many years dissolving and disintegrating at an incredible speed!

Especially Lin Zhiyuan, when Lin Chen's hands moved to his lower back and pressed heavily on his acupoints such as Shenshu and Yaoyangguan with the heel of his palm, he felt a wave of heat rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!

"Awooo—!"

He was so comfortable he almost cried out.

The feeling was like a riverbed that had been blocked for years being instantly cleared by a strong current of water, making the entire waist feel clear, light, and full of long-lost vitality!

In just ten minutes.

When Lin Chen withdrew his hands, Lin Zhiyuan and Shen Manyun were still immersed in the ultimate comfort and had not yet come back to their senses.

Lin Zhiyuan subconsciously twisted his waist, then suddenly stood up and did several large bending movements that he would never have dared to imagine before.

"Huh? No...it doesn't hurt anymore?"

His face was filled with shock and disbelief.

"My back, which I've had for over ten years, is... healed just like that?!"

Shen Manyun also moved her neck and shoulders, and the stiffness and soreness that had been there for many years disappeared without a trace!

She even felt that her blood and energy flowed much better, and she felt as if she had become ten years younger!

"Son...son, which deity...which one did you learn this from?"

Shen Manyun held Lin Chen's hand, turning it over and over to examine it, as if trying to see what magic his hands possessed.

The elderly couple were completely stunned by their son's incredible skill.

Seeing his parents' shocked expressions, Lin Chen felt a surge of pride, but smiled nonchalantly and said, "Hey, what's this? It's just a drop in the ocean."

"From now on, I'll give you massages every day!"