Just How Blissful Is Her Boyfriend?
This young man was handsomer than any man they'd ever seen, with a refined and elegant air that radiated warmth and approachability.
He was nothing like the vicious, repulsive thugs who had kidnapped them.
Lin Zimo's dashing looks and gentlemanly charm gradually eased Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue's tension and fear.
A faint blush colored their porcelain cheeks as they murmured in unison, softly and sweetly, "Thank you, brother."
The elegant Lady Bai Yu noticed the unfamiliar man in the room and worried her daughters might be scared.
"Xing'er, Yue'er, you..." She started anxiously, eager to reassure them not to be nervous.
But the next second...
She watched in shock as her two daughters obediently climbed onto chairs at the dining table, looking utterly relaxed without a trace of fear.
Lady Bai Yu stared at the young man at the table in stunned disbelief, instantly captivated by his strikingly handsome face.
She hadn't expected not only his cooking to be so masterful, but for him to be this devastatingly good-looking too.
Bai Xinghai and the two doctors kept their distance, not daring to approach and risk startling Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue.
But when Bai Xinghai, the worried father, saw his precious daughters showing no fear of the stranger at the table...
He froze in place, utterly dumbfounded.
He grabbed the doctors' arms excitedly and whispered, "Doctors, what's going on with my daughters? They're not afraid of men anymore?"
The two doctors had been reeling from disbelief ever since the anorexia patients claimed they wanted to eat. Now, witnessing this, they hesitated to jump to conclusions.
They exchanged glances and deferred to each other. "Uncertain. Let me observe a bit more."
"Why don't you try approaching, Mr. Bai?" one suggested.
Bai Xinghai stepped forward tentatively. Ever since their rescue, his daughters had refused to let any man—including their own father—come within two meters.
Any closer, and they'd huddle together in terror, trembling and sobbing silently while hurling whatever they could grab.
Bai Xinghai hadn't been near his girls in days, watching helplessly as they wasted away, his heart breaking.
As he took two steps closer and saw no adverse reaction, he dared to hope they were cured.
But the next moment...
Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue turned their identical little faces toward him, eyes wide with wary tension, brimming with tears.
Bai Xinghai halted instantly, hands raised in surrender. "Xing'er, Yue'er, don't cry, no need to be scared. Daddy won't come closer." He backed away hastily to his original spot.
Only then did Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue relax, turning back to gaze at Lin Zimo's handsome face.
Brother Lin Zimo is so much nicer to look at. He doesn't make us feel tense or scared at all.
Bai Xinghai's heart ached with tears as he clutched the doctors' arms. "What on earth is happening?"
"Mr. Bai, I know you're eager, but please stay calm," Doctor A said thoughtfully. "It might be because you look too stern."
Bai Xinghai felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart. I'm their father!
Doctor B eyed Lin Zimo's irresistibly handsome face and sighed. "Or maybe it's because he's just too damn good-looking. The world is always kinder to beautiful people—and so are patients."
Bai Xinghai's heart took another stab. Just because Lin Zimo's handsome?!
Gu Qingcheng, sensing the awkwardness, tactfully said nothing.
She simply set place settings in front of the two girls and invited them warmly. "Help yourselves to whatever you'd like, sisters. No need to stand on ceremony with your brother or me."
"Okay, okay." Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue glanced at Gu Qingcheng and Lin Zimo, responding obediently.
Lin Zimo, reading the room with sharp emotional intelligence, didn't serve them directly. He just offered a gentle, kind smile.
Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue ducked their heads shyly before each ladling half a bowl of chicken soup with delicate care.
Lady Bai Yu watched tensely from the side, her heart pounding.
Her daughters said they wanted to eat, but they actually had to keep it down for it to count. Vomiting would change nothing.
Bai Xinghai shared her anxiety, though his daughters' willingness to eat offered a glimmer of hope for recovery.
The two doctors stared intently from afar, fixated on every move.
Truth be told, they'd never seen anorexia patients eat without treatment—let alone keep it down.
Under the crowd's bated breath, Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue lifted their bowls of Lin Zimo's chicken soup in perfect sync and took a big sip.
The instant the soup touched their lips...
It felt like the first ray of sunlight piercing their dark ordeal, warming their souls.
"Wow—it's so good!"
Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue closed their eyes, letting the aroma bloom in their mouths.
The rich, velvety flavor enveloped them like the comfort of the womb, alive with fresh air and vital energy.
Lady Bai Yu and Bai Xinghai watched in awe.
"Oh my God... they kept it down..." Tears of joy streamed from their eyes.
Five days! After five whole days, their children were finally eating!
The doctors gaped in shock, murmuring in disbelief. "Is this real? Am I seeing things?" They could hardly trust their own eyes.
Gu Qingcheng shot Lin Zimo a probing look, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity. "Lin Zimo, where did you learn to cook like this? It's incredible!"
A mere 9,980-yuan rental boyfriend who intimidated a billionaire CEO—and now casually cured five-day fasters with his food!
Lin Zimo was growing more enigmatic by the minute, drawing her in deeper the more she learned.
"Just picked it up from books and online tutorials," Lin Zimo replied calmly amid the awed stares, utterly composed.
With his Goddess Leasing System cheat, everything he made was god-tier cuisine.
Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue couldn't stop sipping, savoring every nuance.
Tender chicken danced on their tongues, its savoriness melding perfectly with the sweet collagen from fish maw and herbs—a symphony for the senses.
"Om nom~ This flavor is pure bliss!"
"Gulp gulp gulp~ I've never tasted soup this amazing!"
As they downed the soup, delight lit up their faces.
Their eyes sparkled with long-lost vitality, clear and dewy like morning mist, brimming with love for the soup—and gratitude for Lin Zimo.
"Brother Lin, your chicken soup is sooo delicious," they said, their frail bodies already regaining a bit of strength.
Lin Zimo peered at their identical faces, struggling to tell them apart.
Bai Lixing smiled gently. "Brother Lin, I'm the older sister, Bai Lixing."
Bai Liyue grinned playfully. "Brother Lin, I'm the younger one, Bai Liyue."
Lin Zimo smiled back once he could distinguish them, enduring the double beauty strike of the twins. "Drink as much as you like."
They could feel the soup's warmth coursing through them, revitalizing their bodies with energy and life.
This wasn't just soup—it was nourishment for the soul, infused with care.
Its flavor transcended taste, healing their bodies and hearts.
In that moment, all their sorrows melted away, leaving only sunshine and hope.
Gu Qingcheng beamed as the two lovely girls perked up. She slid the porridge toward them. "Lin Zimo made some porridge too. Have a little, but not too much."
Five days without food—overdoing it wouldn't help.
"Mm, thank you, Sister Gu." Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue ladled half bowls obediently, thanking her sweetly.
"Brother Lin's cooking is amazing," Bai Lixing said, her pretty eyes sparkling.
"I wish we could eat Brother Lin's food every day," Bai Liyue added, gazing hopefully at Gu Qingcheng.
Gu Qingcheng melted under their starry-eyed stares and laughed generously. "Whenever Lin Zimo cooks, come on up and eat if you want."
"Sister Gu, you're so kind." Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue's eyes shone with emotion. Then they turned to Lin Zimo. "Brother Lin, it won't be too much trouble to cook for us sisters too, right?"
Lin Zimo chuckled. "Not at all. Cooking for two or four is the same to me."
For some reason, the scene gave him the cozy illusion of a big wife and little wives sharing family bliss.
Lady Bai Yu and Bai Xinghai watched their daughters down the soup without purging, then half a bowl of porridge, plus king crab and Boston lobster meat.
"Thank God! Our girls are going to be okay!" They sobbed with joy, embracing tightly.
The two renowned professors gawked as the girls finished without incident, exchanging shocked glances. "My God! These anorexia patients actually ate—and kept it down! A medical miracle!"
One elderly professor swallowed hard and asked shamelessly, "Lady Bai, could you bring us some samples to study? To see just how delicious it must be for this effect."
The other's eyes lit up. Genius. Lesson learned!
Lady Bai Yu inhaled the tantalizing aromas, swallowing discreetly. "For research, of course. I'll contribute what I can to medical science."
Bai Xinghai gulped too. "Dear, grab extra. I'll help with the data too."
Lin Zimo and Gu Qingcheng shared an amused glance, generously offering more—plenty to go around.
Lady Bai Yu blushed faintly as she served portions at another table.
The four dove in eagerly with chopsticks.
"Oh God, this king crab..."
"Ahh, this collagen chicken soup..."
"Wow, this Boston lobster..."
"Omph, this seafood porridge..."
In unison, awestruck: "This is way too delicious..."
The elderly professor teared up, thrilled. "Lin Zimo is a genius! A god-level culinary therapist! I must apprentice under him..."
The other: "You're older than him—hardly fitting. I'll apprentice!"
"You're barely two years younger! Shameless..."
Eventually, Lin Zimo gained two famous professor disciples—thrust upon him forcibly.
After dinner, as Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue reluctantly prepared to leave...
The two old professors crowded Lin Zimo like kids, grabbing his hands excitedly. "Master Lin Zimo, your cooking saved these anorexia patients! Need disciples? How about me?"
Lady Bai Yu squeezed in, pressing a check into his hand with teary sincerity. "Handsome young Lin, thank you for getting my daughters to eat. Please keep cooking for them. This is a small token—please accept it."
Lin Zimo blinked; the check was for one million!
A million for the twins' meal! Lavish indeed.
Most couldn't refuse that sum.
But Lin Zimo shoved it back. "Lady Bai, please. Cooking was no trouble—just a way to befriend Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue."
Lady Bai Yu admired his gentlemanly insistence and relented, her fondness growing. "Very well. But if you ever need anything within my power, just say the word."
I'll have the girls treat him extra well and send gifts as thanks.
In the elevator...
"Bye, Brother Lin, Sister Gu," Bai Lixing said softly, lingering.
"Brother Lin, Sister Gu, can't wait for next time we eat together," Bai Liyue added with a playful pout, reluctant to part.
Gu Qingcheng waved elegantly. "Bye, sisters Lixing and Liyue."
Lin Zimo smiled warmly. "See you."
Gu Qingcheng turned to him, intrigued. A million check, and he didn't bat an eye.
Even the wealthy took free money without qualms, yet he refused coolly.
The more she probed Lin Zimo, the more smitten she grew. Such principled men were rare.
Lin Zimo met her curious, adoring gaze and arched a brow.
Don't fall too hard, babe.
Gu Qingcheng led him to the guest room. "Rest here tonight, little boyfriend. Tomorrow morning, come home with me to fend off my parents' marriage nagging."
"Sure." Though his system-provided place was next door, he chose her side.
The next morning...
Lin Zimo rose, showered, changed, and settled on the living room balcony, admiring the view and fresh air while digging into hotel-delivered dim sum.
Then, the master bedroom door creaked open.
Gu Qingcheng emerged in a sexy lace nightie, yawning, her wavy long hair tousled against her silky cheek, amplifying her sultry allure.
She stretched lazily, the short hem riding up her voluptuous S-curve figure, accentuating every enticing line.
Her creamy, slender legs gleamed; the skirt hiked just enough to flash a glimpse of black lace panties.
Lin Zimo watched her 36D chest quiver sleepily, waves rising and falling.
Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng sensed something off. Lifting her eyes, she caught Lin Zimo staring, bun in hand.
"Ahh—" She yelped, clutching her chest and fleeing back to the bedroom.
Living alone, she'd grown careless—forgetting he was staying over.
Lin Zimo chuckled, shaking his head. Who knew the decisive CEO could be so adorably scatterbrained?
He bit into his bun; a faint milky fragrance bloomed.
In the master bath, Gu Qingcheng splashed cold water on her burning cheeks, sleepiness vanished.
Why am I always so clumsy around Lin Zimo? Three times yesterday, now first thing...
Flustered and shy, she quickly did her makeup, then slipped into a new form-fitting maxi dress, trading nightie for elegance...
Soon, she emerged, the custom dress hugging her 36D S-figure, swaying gracefully with every lotus-like step.
"Morning, little boyfriend. Anything good for breakfast?" she asked casually, as if nothing happened.
Lin Zimo played along with a grin. "Morning, girlfriend. Hotel Cantonese dim sum."
After breakfast, they headed to Shencheng Airport for a flight to Sucheng.
Three hours later, they landed safely. Sucheng's weather was cooler; both dressed warmly.
Despite masks, their extraordinary poise and physiques drew endless stares.
Lin Zimo cut a tall, upright figure in his black trench coat, pulling luggage with windswept, dashing flair.
Girls and guys alike turned heads.
"Whoa! That guy's smoking hot! Killer build and vibe!" A cute loli girl heart-eyed him.
"What a powerhouse aura—pure sex appeal. Bet he wrecks in bed..." A mature office lady crossed her legs, biting her lip.
"Sigh! Too bad he's taken. His girl's gorgeous too—insane body. Jealous tears!" A soft bi babe lamented.
Gu Qingcheng's tight maxi swayed seductively, her icy, sexy boss-lady vibe on full blast.
"Holy crap! That bombshell's curves are insane—perfect golden-ratio goddess!"
"Damn, those tits! That waist! That ass! Can't even fathom how blissful her boyfriend must be!"
"If I landed a queen like that, I'd die happy!"