This Face! I Love It!
A moment later, Lin Zimo stepped out of the shower and locked eyes with Gu Qingcheng.
"You didn't even lock the door while showering!" Gu Qingcheng glanced at his pants, her face flushing red as she whispered sharply.
Lin Zimo replied calmly, "Your door lock's broken—it wouldn't latch anyway. Besides, I was showering. Didn't you hear?"
"Ah!" Gu Qingcheng had no comeback. She hurried to the bathroom to check, and sure enough, the lock was busted.
Once Gu Qingcheng finished freshening up, the two headed out together.
The moment they reached the living room, they caught Gu Qingcheng's parents giving them odd looks.
Gu's mom greeted them warmly and enthusiastically. "Up so early? We figured you'd sleep in. Go ahead and grab some breakfast first."
Young people these days have so much energy—playing so intensely last night and still up at this hour.
Gu's dad chuckled too. "We had the kitchen specially brew some tonic soup today. Drink plenty to recharge."
"What kind of tonic? Old hen?" Gu Qingcheng asked curiously.
Lin Zimo smiled. "Thanks for going to the trouble, Uncle, Aunt."
Feeling refreshed, Gu Qingcheng and Lin Zimo approached the dining table for breakfast.
But when they saw the massive pot of tonic soup on the table...
They both fell silent.
Staring at the cordyceps bullwhip super tonic soup.
Lin Zimo: "..." He wanted to say he really didn't need it!
He'd previously used points in the system mall to draw the "Never-Fail Golden Spear" skill reward from the system itself.
This was way better than chowing down on bullwhips, lamb kidneys, or deer whips. He didn't need it—not one bit!
Gu Qingcheng's face burned crimson, her scalp tingling.
Recalling last night and that bathroom glimpse earlier, she figured Lin Zimo's otherworldly size didn't need any extra boosting, right?
Yet...
The moment Gu's mom saw them sit at the table, she ladylike ladled huge bowls for each, setting them down attentively.
"This is our family secret recipe—essential for preconception. Drink up, lots of it."
"Mom, I'm a girl. Do I really need to?" Gu Qingcheng said awkwardly.
Gu's mom laughed. "No need to be shy. Girl or not, you drink it too—great for beauty and skin. Come on, be good and have some."
Lin Zimo: "......Do we have to?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Under Gu's parents' eager gazes...
Gu Qingcheng and Lin Zimo could only drink reluctantly.
Luckily, the Gu family chef was skilled—it tasted fine, no weird flavors, actually pretty fragrant.
Seeing them obediently down it, Gu's mom and dad beamed, in high spirits.
"Lovely weather today. Your dad and I have errands—finish that soup, okay? We're off!"
Gu's mom linked arms with Gu's dad, humming cheerfully as they left, smiles in their eyes.
…
Once Gu's parents were fully out of sight...
Gu Qingcheng swiftly set down her bowl. It wasn't bad, but she didn't want more.
Lin Zimo did the same—not keen on it either.
Gu Qingcheng eyed the pot, still over half full, frowning. "So much left. What do we do with it?"
Lin Zimo glanced at the golden retriever panting by its doghouse in the yard. "How about we give the single pup a boost?"
Gu Qingcheng's eyes lit up. "Great idea!"
She grabbed the pot and dashed over, dumping it all into the dog bowl.
"Woof woof woof—" The golden retriever caught the meaty aroma, tail wagging furiously in excitement.
It dove in, devouring eagerly, thrilled.
That day, the golden retriever headed out and didn't return all night—while the neighborhood's pretty bitches yipped nonstop.
After breakfast, the two lounged in the living room, TV on while playing Peace Elite on their phones.
"How's your game skill, boyfriend?" Gu Qingcheng asked Lin Zimo curiously.
Lin Zimo smiled faintly. "Decent. I can carry you to chicken dinner, no problem."
Gu Qingcheng arched a brow. "Sounds impressive! Which map—woods or desert?"
"Your call. I'm good either way," Lin Zimo said indulgently.
"Woods then—I'm more familiar," Gu Qingcheng selected it and jumped in.
Lin Zimo: "Cool. But I didn't expect a busy CEO like you to game."
Gu Qingcheng: "Even CEOs need downtime. Plus, it's from my company—playing helps me understand it, and relaxes me."
They teamed up. Gu Qingcheng splurged on a dozen couple outfits for their avatars.
She donned Rocket Girl hair + Glacier Pink makeup and parachuted after Lin Zimo.
Straight to P City—heart-pounding action.
Lin Zimo hit the ground running, looting rooms for gear and guns. Gu Qingcheng stuck close.
"Someone's coming! Hide!" Lin Zimo said coolly.
Gripping an AKM, he moved like a battle-hardened vet, firing steadily at the intruder.
Bang— One shot, headshot.
The foe crumpled into a box before reacting.
The gunshot alerted the enemy's teammate, who fired back—but Lin Zimo dodged.
"Stay hidden. I'll handle him," Gu Qingcheng said calmly from nearby cover, SCAR at the ready.
She seized the moment—bang— another headshot.
Both enemies boxed.
"Let's loot."
They'd just grabbed level-three backpack, frying pan, AK, medkits, and more...
When footsteps approached.
Gu Qingcheng tensed. "Incoming—not just one."
"Heard it too. Stay sharp—I'll carry us through this wave."
They backed against each other in sync...
Then bang-bang-bang— relentless gunfire.
After fierce combat, they stylishly wiped the squad.
"Airdrop incoming."
"Poison's closing—run!" Lin Zimo floored the jeep, ferrying Gu Qingcheng to the safe zone.
En route, bang-bang-bang— bullets flew.
Gu Qingcheng thrilled at Lin Zimo's drift dodging shots. "Whoa! So intense—first time going toe-to-toe like this!"
Lin Zimo smiled. "Just the warmup. It'll get wilder."
Then bang— one down!
Bang-bang— pair eliminated!
…
Lin Zimo weaved gas and brakes, teaming with Gu Qingcheng to wipe every foe en route.
Staring at the golden chicken dinner trophy, Gu Qingcheng finally exhaled.
"Lin Zimo, you're a beast at this—straight-up gunfights the whole way. Thrilling!"
"Not bad. Carried you to dinner," Lin Zimo said modestly, smiling tenderly.
Gu Qingcheng's heart still raced, eyes wide with awe at him.
Her shared perfect boyfriend seemed to excel at everything—truly flawless!
A mysterious man. Was there really nothing he couldn't do?
"Lin Zimo, do you know everything? Master of all?" Gu Qingcheng asked, unable to hold back.
Lin Zimo thought of his system cheats, humble. "Kinda. Know a bit of everything."
"You're that strong and play modest!" Gu Qingcheng huffed.
"With your skills, you do rental boyfriend?"
Lin Zimo laughed. "If I didn't, how'd you meet me?"
Gu Qingcheng nodded. "Fair point!"
Just then...
The butler ushered in over a dozen strangers pushing racks of clothes.
"Miss, the luxury brands and designers you summoned have arrived."
Gu Qingcheng set her phone down, turning to Lin Zimo. "You didn't pack changes, so I had them bring seasonal new releases. See if you like any."
Lin Zimo looked surprised.
He hadn't brought spares—last night's outfit was oversized stuff Gu's mom had bought for Gu's dad.
Gu Qingcheng explained. "Rushed timing, so ready-to-wear. Custom suits would've taken longer."
"No need to fuss. A few from these will do," Lin Zimo said, amused.
Eying the racks of international luxury logos...
Gu Qingcheng was CEO for a reason—next-level extravagance!
Others shop malls; she summoned designers home.
Lead designer Milan, a stunning woman, smiled at Gu Qingcheng. "Miss Gu, long time."
"Milan, long time. This is my boyfriend, Lin Zimo," Gu Qingcheng replied elegantly.
Milan and the assistants froze, stunned by Lin Zimo's face.
Oh god!
This man was insanely handsome!
That chiseled face—breathtakingly gorgeous!
Hotter than any A-lister they'd seen!
Broad shoulders, slim waist—flawless physique topping any model!
And that aura—irresistible magnetism, pure temptation.
Gu Qingcheng cleared her throat as everyone gawked. "Milan."
They snapped out, blushing, heads down.
Even some guys averted eyes, fearing they'd swing, but snuck peeks anyway.
Milan, jaded by hot models, blushed lightly. "Mr. Lin, hello. I'm Milan, Miss Gu's personal designer. Pleased to meet you!"
Lin Zimo shook hands politely. "Hello."
Milan nearly melted at his deep, magnetic voice.
Damn! This hunk's voice is eargasmic!
What ultimate god-tier stud!
Profession kicking in, Milan blurted, "Mr. Lin, ever considered modeling? With your build and looks, you'd dominate Blue Star!"
Gu Qingcheng eyed Lin Zimo curiously too.
His looks alone would skyrocket any entertainer career!
Lin Zimo said flatly, "Sorry, not interested."
Rental boyfriends faced top goddesses.
Stardom meant paparazzi hell—no freedom. Only fools chose that.
"Such a shame!" Milan sighed, undeterred inwardly.
Gu Qingcheng figured his all-around prowess made celeb life meh.
"Zimo, this suit looks perfect on you. Try it?" She picked an exquisite one.
"Sure." Lin Zimo agreed—it suited, her taste spot-on.
Gu Qingcheng added a dozen more: casual, sporty, edgy, etc., plus shoes.
Meanwhile, at Shencheng Bay...
Bai Lixing and Bai Liyue, the twins, donned new skirts and happily climbed to find Lin Zimo.
But after ages, no sign—Lin Zimo and Gu Qingcheng were out.
Double the disappointment dimmed their stunning faces and starry eyes.
Hand in hand, they dejectedly headed home.
Su City, Gu Family Old Mansion.
Lin Zimo tried clothes in the dressing room; Gu Qingcheng, worried he'd tire, helped with buttons and ties.
"Zimo, head down a bit—I can't quite reach."
As she fussed, Gu Qingcheng felt like a wife dressing her husband.
Honestly...
First time a woman dressed him—let alone a goddess like Gu Qingcheng.
He'd be lying if he wasn't moved.
Who could resist?
The icy CEO, so commanding publicly, now tenderly doting like a sweet girl.
Lin Zimo's heart stirred—this felt amazing.
As Gu Qingcheng looked up to tie his tie, Lin Zimo leaned down gently—their eyes met ambiguously...
A knock at the dressing room door.
"Mr. Lin, Miss Gu—need help?"
Milan, noting their long absence, offered proactively.
Designers dressing models was routine.
They startled apart, finished quickly, and emerged.
"My God! Mr. Lin, this suit was made for you—too handsome!" Milan gushed.
Even Gu Qingcheng couldn't look away, though recent exposure built tolerance.
"Zimo, I've got a banquet tonight. Come with?"
"Sure, no problem," Lin Zimo said dotingly.
Gu's parents returned then, spotting the try-ons and joining the crowd.
"Zimo looks sharp in that! Just like me in my youth—stylish and poised," Gu's dad beamed.
Gu's mom teased. "Eyes failing you? If you'd been this handsome, I wouldn't have chased you—you'd have chased me."
"But I still won you over. I was handsome, okay?" Gu's dad insisted.
Gu Qingcheng laughed at their banter. "Good thing I have great taste—brought Lin Zimo home for you to see."
As they chatted, Lin Zimo emerged in another outfit.
"Mr. Lin's incredible! Masters every style perfectly!"
Milan and the dozen designers were fully conquered.
This perfect god-model body was every designer's dream muse.
Designing for him, seeing him wear it—what bliss!
Some snuck photos of his handsome try-ons.
System interference blurred his face.
They later leaked accidentally, inspiring countless designers as muse.
The clothes he tried sold out instantly.
But that's later.
After a dozen try-ons, Lin Zimo stopped.
Gu Qingcheng wanted them all—he slayed every look.
He refused, picking just a few.
She snuck extras anyway—for future visits.
Afternoon rolled in.
Gu Qingcheng summoned pro stylists for her look—and Lin Zimo's.
Prepping for the evening business banquet.
She'd always gone solo to galas, with female secretaries or assistants.
Rejected countless elite suitors.
Celibate at 28 for purity—sparked rumors: lesbian, man-hater.
Hard to explain before.
Tonight, with Lin Zimo, she'd prove it.
Not gay—just picky. She craved gods like him!
Evening, Songhe Tower Hotel.
Banquet hall ablaze with lights, glamorous guests, buzzing vibe.
Suit-clad tycoons clustered, whispering business buzz.
Suddenly: "Goddess CEO Gu's here."
Silence blanketed the room, air freezing.
All eyes locked on the entering pair.
Gu Qingcheng in black strapless gown—flawless curves, painterly beauty, porcelain skin, elegant chill.
Beside her: handsome stunner in dark bespoke suit, tie impeccable.
Standing relaxed, exuding poise and confidence from within.
Gu Qingcheng and Lin Zimo's entrance hushed the crowd—gazes riveted.
Shocked, puzzled stares at her.
She rippled the calm like a stone in a pond.
Whispers erupted, speculating on the hunk.
"Weird? Gu Qingcheng always brings female staff to banquets."
"A man today? Doesn't she hate guys touching her?"
"Who's this pretty boy? Arm-in-arm with Gu Qingcheng so intimately?"
A few rejected suitors griped sourly.
Though outmatched and shot down, no chance left...
Seeing their dream goddess cozy with a handsome pretty boy?
Envy, jealousy, hate surged—faces darkening.
Nearby female assistants and CEOs gawked at Lin Zimo, smitten.
"Oh my god!"
"The man with Gu Qingcheng—so handsome, so captivating!"
"This face! This body! This aura! I love it!"
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