An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

First floor living room.

Mrs. Hill was carrying several bags to the kitchen.

I just looked up.

They happened to run into Lynn as he walked out of Katie's room with his hands in his pockets.

Mrs. Hill was clearly taken aback.

His gaze swept back and forth between Lynn and the tightly closed pink door, his expression becoming somewhat strange.

"I got off work early today."

Lynn didn't even lift her eyelids: "Katie said her computer hard drive was having some problems, so I just 'fixed' it for her."

Behind the door.

Katie, who was pressed tightly against the wooden door, suddenly felt her legs go weak when she heard the word "discipline".

An overwhelming sense of shame washed over her.

That demon!

He definitely did it on purpose!

"Oh, I see. Thank you so much, Lin."

Mrs. Hill patted her ample chest and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Even she herself couldn't understand why she felt relieved.

Is it because he's afraid his daughter Katie will suffer? Or... is he afraid of losing Lynn?

Shaking off the jumbled thoughts in her mind, Mrs. Hill casually invited, "Lin, how about we have dinner together tonight?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

She seemed to recall the enchanting scene from last night, and two blushes instantly rose on her cheeks.

"Tsk."

Lynn, who witnessed the entire scene, was secretly astonished.

This mother and daughter are both extremely prone to allergies.

"I couldn't possibly accept that."

Lynn smiled warmly: "I'll be the head chef today, and show you what real Chinese cuisine is all about."

This is not due to his blind confidence.

Although he can't be considered a master chef, he has the culinary genes of Tokyo University in his bones.

In the culinary wasteland of America, this is an absolute game-changer.

White people are practically immune to cooking.

Even if you specify the recipe down to the gram, they can still make you a pot of pig feed.

And this has nothing to do with IQ or education level.

From Ivy League professors to homeless people on the street, they're all the same.

"Really? That's amazing!"

Mrs. Hill was as excited as a little girl: "What ingredients do you need? If you don't have enough, I'll drive off and buy some right now!"

You should know that in Seattle, Chinese food is definitely a luxury.

Even a random, lousy street vendor selling jianbing (Chinese crepes) costs at least twenty dollars, and going out for hot pot is an even bigger expense.

She couldn't even remember the last time she had eaten authentic Chinese food.

"No need for that, this is enough."

Lynn rummaged through the plastic bag and took out a chicken breast, two cucumbers, and a carrot.

A classic dish instantly popped into my mind.

Kung Pao Chicken!

Just then, a glint flashed in Lynn's eyes.

He noticed the huge logo on the plastic bag.

Walmart.

Mrs. Hill used to frequent Whole Foods, a supermarket that specializes in high-end organic food.

Now it has actually been downgraded to Walmart, a place frequented by ordinary people?

Thinking of this, Lynn couldn't help but give Mrs. Hill a deep look.

It seems that Mrs. Hill's family's financial situation is getting worse.

"I'll help you out!"

Mrs. Hill, completely oblivious to Lynn's gaze, offered him a floral apron.

Hearing the noise, Lynn turned around and held up the potato in her hand: "I might need your help, beautiful lady."

"It would be my pleasure to serve you, sir." Mrs. Hill's cheeks seemed to flush even more.

Silently walked behind Lynn and stretched out his arms to wrap around Lynn's broad and sturdy back.

At this moment, the two were extremely close.

Mrs. Hill could even feel the amazing heat emanating from Lynn's back.

The intense scent of male hormones instantly overwhelmed her.

She stood frozen in place, her hands gripping the apron straps, her mind blank.

"Madam, the potatoes are starting to sprout."

Until Lynn's mocking voice rang out.

Mrs. Hill suddenly came to her senses.

"Ah! I'm...sorry!"

Mrs. Hill hastily tied a knot and ran to the poolside, somewhat flustered and embarrassed.

I washed my hands with cold water for a full two minutes before I could barely suppress the pounding in my heart.

Lynn didn't point it out and quickly started showing off his skills.

Mrs. Hill was quickly attracted again.

For a moment, the kitchen was filled with their ambiguous laughter.

……

Second floor stairwell.

Katie peeked out half her head.

Looking at the tall figure in the kitchen and his mother laughing heartily beside him.

For a moment, she had a strong sense of illusion.

The two looked...like a loving couple.

In a daze, she even saw her father's shadow in Lynn.

When I was little, my dad would cook with my mom in the kitchen like this.

Actually, having a man like that in the family... doesn't seem so bad?

The dangerous thought had barely surfaced when...

Katie shuddered and immediately flung it away!

"You're insane! Katie, you're absolutely insane! That's your mother!"

"How can you just stand by and watch your mother be bullied by this monster!"

Well, although Mom seems very happy right now...

Katie leaned against the wall.

A sudden, indescribable sense of loss welled up inside me.

……

Half an hour later.

At the dining table.

Mrs. Hill, her face glowing, sat opposite Lynn, who was also smiling.

Beside her was Katie, who looked completely distracted.

Right in the center of the dining table.

A plate of Kung Pao Chicken, with its rich red color and fragrant aroma, is steaming hot and tempting.

"Try my cooking."

Lynn was not at all shy and first served Mrs. Hill a large bowl.

"Thank you, Lin, this looks like a work of art!" Mrs. Hill exclaimed, her emotions overflowing.

Then, Lynn served Katie another bowl.

Katie kept her head down and didn't react.

Mrs. Hill frowned and gave her daughter a sharp elbow: "Katie! Watch your manners!"

Katie was jolted by the impact.

But she didn't dare look up at Lynn, and just mumbled "Thank you" in silence.

After saying that, he picked up his fork and started eating his rice.

At first, she didn't care at all what she was eating.

But the moment the chicken pieces coated in rich sauce burst in your mouth...

boom!

Katie's pupils dilated violently!

Tender chicken, crispy peanuts, and a sweet, sour, and slightly spicy flavor!

This fragrance, which strikes straight to the soul, is like a nuclear bomb.

It instantly destroyed the taste buds that had been tormented by her vegetarian salads for eighteen years.

too delicious!

Katie stole a glance at the man opposite her, her eyes becoming incredibly complicated.

It even carried a hint of sadness.

Why is the food this devil makes so delicious!

Reason told her she absolutely couldn't eat it, but her body's instincts betrayed her.

He kept eating spoonful after spoonful, completely out of control, looking like a refugee who hadn't eaten for three days.

"Oh my God! This is incredible!"

Mrs. Hill's exaggerated rainbow appeared:

"Lin! This is absolutely the most delicious food I've ever eaten in my life! Are you possessed by the God of Food?!"

To win a man's heart, first win his stomach.

vice versa.

At this point, Mrs. Hill's stomach and heart were completely under Lynn's control.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll make it for you often in the future."

Lynn smiled knowingly. "Besides, I'm also really good at making noodles. If there's a chance... I'll make you some noodles."

Mrs. Hill paused for a moment, her expression blank.

As someone who's been through it all, she instantly understood the implication in those words.

Instantly, her neck and ears turned completely red.

The next five minutes.

The only sounds in the restaurant were the frantic scraping of plates with knives and forks.

As if after last night's experience, Mrs. Hill was much more well-behaved tonight.

"I'm stuffed."

Katie slammed down the empty plate, her face flushed, and rushed upstairs to the second floor.

So embarrassing!

Even though my mind was strongly against it, my body couldn't resist!

"etc."

Lynn's cold voice came from behind.

"Didn't you say the problem with the computer's hard drive hadn't been completely resolved yet?"

Lynn stood up, a half-smile on her face: "I'm full too, let's go upstairs and 'fix' you completely now."

Katie was instantly struck dumb, frozen at the top of the stairs.

"Thank you so much, Lin! You not only cook delicious food, but you're also tech-savvy!"

Mrs. Hill, beaming with gratitude, thoughtfully provided a crucial assist: "You two go on upstairs, I'll take care of things here!"

"Let's go, Katie."

Lynn slowly walked up behind Katie.

Katie closed her eyes in utter despair.

……

Inside the pink bedroom.

Lynn didn't waste any words, coldly looking at the trembling Katie: "Do you agree to that plan?"

Katie looked conflicted again.

He pleaded, as if all his strength had been drained, "Please, can we change the terms?"

Lynn watched coldly from the sidelines.

Suddenly, Katie bit her lip, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes.

She grabbed the zipper of her hot pants and pulled it down sharply!

He closed his eyes and pressed himself against Lynn!

"I'll take you on any terms! Take me, I'll give myself to you right now!"

Snapped!

A sharp, resounding slap echoed.

Katie was slapped so hard she stumbled back two steps and fell heavily onto the carpet.

A shocking red finger mark instantly appeared on her fair cheek.

"waste!"

Lynn withdrew his hand, looked down at Katie, and said coldly:

"Do you think your body is worth anything? Do you know your family is about to go bankrupt!"

Hearing the piercing sound, Katie instantly snapped back to reality, her eyes wide with horror: "You... what nonsense are you talking about?"

"nonsense?"

Lynn sneered, "Haven't you noticed that there are fewer and fewer fruits and vegetables in your refrigerator?"

"Haven't you noticed that your mother's grocery store has changed from Whole Foods to Walmart?"

"Your family is in financial trouble, Princess!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Katie's heart.

"At this rate, within a year at most, you'll be forced to sell this house at a low price because you can't afford the exorbitant property taxes!"

Lynn leaned down, grabbed Katie's chin, and forced her to look into his eyes:

"You'll be kicked out of Lighthouse Hill! Moved to a black ghetto full of gunfights and drug dealers!"

"But that's not the worst part."

Lynn's voice was like that of a demon:

"Soon, you won't even be able to pay your slum rent! You, and your still-attractive mother, will be homeless!"

"You'll become fentanyl-covered folded people rolling around on the ground! For a few dollars' worth of powder, you'll be dragged into tents and forcibly connected by those stinking homeless people!"

Katie's pupils contracted sharply, and her whole body began to tremble violently.

"In the end, you'll become a cold corpse in a stinking ditch!"

"In the end, because they can't afford the exorbitant burial fees, your body will be taken directly to the medical school and dissected for research by those interns! You won't even be left with a complete corpse!"

Lynn shoved her chin away and stood up:

"Do you want to become a stinking corpse, played with by everyone, in a few years? Or do you want to listen to me now and legally reap the rewards from those old white men with your body?"

The decision is yours!

Fear +10

[Fear has reached Level 1]

[Drawing survival skills...]

Street Fighting (Beginner) has been distributed...

As Lynn finished speaking, a series of notifications sounded.

at the same time.

Katie, slumped on the carpet, finally broke down completely.

"I...I do..."