In Shen Yun’s mind, shouldn’t something like a pet food formula be developed by someone with a degree in food science?

It was obvious that with Lin Shen’s family and background, his parents would never have let him study such a major.

When the rich second generation padded their resumes with degrees, they mostly chose "prestigious" majors like finance or business administration.

So, logically, Lin Shen shouldn’t know anything about food formulas.

But now, he had produced a brand-new formula, and one he’d come up with himself, no less...

Shen Yun felt this was all a bit too ridiculous, but she didn’t think Lin Shen would lie to her.

There was no need to.

Most pet food formulas were pretty similar, differing only in their nutrient ratios at best.

From that perspective, coming up with a new formula probably wasn’t that hard.

Besides, even if he’d bought it from someone else, that was a testament to his own capabilities!

Shen Yun couldn’t help but see Lin Shen in a new, more impressive light.

He’d made tens of millions in his early twenties, was handsome with a well-built physique, and had a mature and steady personality that still retained a youthful confidence and pride. Add to that his witty, humorous, and articulate manner of speaking, as well as his outstanding abilities in various fields...

Shen Yun found it hard to imagine a young man could be so perfect. He was practically flawless!

’Oh, wait. Being a flirt and a player should count as flaws.’

But to Shen Yun, that wasn’t an issue at all.

She didn’t even like the "nice guy" type.

If she had to choose, she would one hundred percent pick a charming, handsome player like Lin Shen.

[Shen Yun: Shen, is there anything you can’t do? In that case, I’ll go ahead with full confidence.]

[Lin Shen: Okay. Thanks, Aunt Shen.]

[Shen Yun: You’re welcome. But could you do a little favor for me?]

[Lin Shen: Go ahead, Aunt Shen.]

[Shen Yun: Could you, maybe, send a picture of your abs?]

?

Shen Yun’s request made Lin Shen pause for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up.

’Looks like this mature beauty can’t hold back anymore.’

Lin Shen didn’t hesitate. He decisively threw back the covers and found a good angle for a photo.

...

Seeing that the beautiful, mature woman hadn’t replied for a long time, Lin Shen knew exactly what she was up to.

’She really couldn’t wait even a second, huh.’

Lin Shen chuckled. Just as he was about to close WeChat, another message came in from Qin Yuenan.

[Qin Yuenan: What time are you free tomorrow? I already bought what you wanted to see.]

[Qin Yuenan: [Photo]]

!?

Lin Shen’s eyes lit up when he saw Qin Yuenan’s mirror selfie from the mall.

It was exactly what he had mentioned before: Valentino stilettos with rhinestones and sheer, 10-denier black stockings!

The combination accentuated the already stunning and slender curves of Qin Yuenan’s beautiful legs, making them even more sexy and captivating. She was like the goddess of legs reincarnated!

’If I could hoist those legs onto my shoulders,’ Lin Shen thought, ’I feel like my attack speed and true damage would both increase by 30%!’

’Not bad at all!’

Lin Shen decisively saved the photo and replied.

[Lin Shen: How about the afternoon, then? You’ve been working hard overtime these past few days. Get some good rest tomorrow morning. Good night.]

[Qin Yuenan: I’m still out. What good night?]

[Qin Yuenan: [Photo]]

This time, she sent a photo of Zhao Jianing making a peace sign. It looked like the two of them were still drinking on the outdoor terrace at M1NT.

’They probably have too many work-related troubles lately.’

After a moment’s thought, Lin Shen replied with concern.

[Lin Shen: Don’t drink too much. Go home early. I’m going to bed.]

[Qin Yuenan: [Voice Message]]

?

Lin Shen put the phone to his ear and played the voice message. Qin Yuenan’s cool, clear voice sounded next to his ear.

"Okay, I got it. See you tomorrow. Good night~"

"Done checking in?"

「Modu, M1NT Bar.」

Seeing Qin Yuenan put down her phone, Zhao Jianing rested her chin on her hand, her face full of envy.

"It must be nice to have your boyfriend check up on you. My guy is probably off screwing some other girl tonight."

"Then why don’t you break up with him?"

"I’ll stick with him for now. I’ll dump him when I find someone better."

Zhao Jianing said with a grin.

"I think Lin Shen is pretty great. How about..."

"Get lost!"

Although she knew Zhao Jianing was joking, Qin Yuenan still shot her best friend a fierce glare, like a mother tiger protecting her food.

"Don’t you dare get any ideas about my Lin Shen!"

"Ooh, la la! So he’s ’yours’ now? One trip to Jinling and your attitude sure changed fast when you got back."

Zhao Jianing teased with a smile, then leaned in with a curious look on her face.

"Come on, spill. What happened in the hotel room in Jinling? You promised you’d tell me the details!"

"It was just... the usual stuff between a man and a woman. What’s there to talk about?"

Qin Yuenan averted her gaze, looking a little shy, and took a few sips of her drink. This only made Zhao Jianing’s curiosity explode.

"Is Lin Shen any good? How long? What did you do?"

"Why are you asking so many questions!"

Qin Yuenan shot Zhao Jianing an embarrassed glare. Seeing her friend’s face full of curiosity and noticing that no one around them was paying attention, she finally mumbled in a low voice.

"He wasn’t that amazing, I guess. About one or two hours, just twice."

Huh?

Question marks practically popped up over Zhao Jianing’s head.

"Wait, Nannan, are you kidding me? One or two hours? Does Lin Shen have some kind of medical condition?"

"Ningning."

Qin Yuenan’s expression immediately turned cold, which made Zhao Jianing quickly wave her hands and explain.

"No! I’m not kidding! The average guy lasts about fifteen to twenty minutes. Thirty minutes is already god-tier."

"And he went for one or two hours? With a stone-cold stunner like you? I don’t believe it! That’s just... superhuman!"

"Believe it or not."

Qin Yuenan took another sip of her fruit tea, thought for a moment, then offered a tentative explanation.

"He’s perfectly healthy. Maybe he’s just... naturally gifted?"