Looking at Zhao Xiaowen as she slept soundly, Lin Chen was shocked to find that such strong supernatural abilities were contained within her body.

Was that feeling one of devouring? Thinking back to when his True Qi was being absorbed, Lin Chen felt a lingering sense of fear.

Thinking of that mysterious woman, Lin Chen suddenly realized that the background of Zhao Xiaowen must also be extraordinary.

It turned out that there was such a reclusive master hidden around Xiaowen, but who was she?

At that moment, Zhao Xiaowen moaned softly and opened her eyes.

Lin Chen hurried to Xiaowen's side, "Xiaowen, how are you feeling now?"

Zhao Xiaowen's cheeks were slightly flushed, although her consciousness was a bit blurry just now, she still remembered a few fragments.

"I'm fine now, thank you for saving me," Zhao Xiaowen nodded.

"Alright, let me take you back to Little God Chef Private Kitchen to rest for a bit," Lin Chen said as he started the car.

Upon returning to the private kitchen, Lin Chen helped Zhao Xiaowen into the house.

Wu Mei approached anxiously, "Xiaowen, where did you go? You weren't answering your phone, and your dad and I were so worried."

Zhao Xiaowen smiled, "I'm fine, see, I'm back, aren't I?"

"Yes, oh by the way, didn't you say you wanted to buy yarn to knit a sweater for Lin Chen? Why didn't you bring it back?" Wu Mei asked curiously, looking at Zhao Xiaowen's empty hands.

"Mom!" Zhao Xiaowen had intended to surprise Lin Chen, but Wu Mei had let it slip.

However, warmth filled Lin Chen's heart as he smiled, "Auntie, Xiaowen and I just went for a walk, and we didn't find the right one."

"That's alright, as long as you're fine. By the way, Lin Chen, there are two girls in the private room who have been waiting for you for a long time, they said they must see you," Wu Mei said.

"Girls?" Lin Chen paused for a moment, then felt a chill beside him, Zhao Xiaowen was glaring at him coldly.

"I'll go take a look," Lin Chen said awkwardly.

"I'll come with you," Zhao Xiaowen pouted and followed Lin Chen into the private room.

Lin Chen and Zhao Xiaowen entered the private room and were both taken aback. Two girls were sitting inside, one of whom wore sunglasses and a big mask over her mouth.

Upon seeing Lin Chen enter, the young woman next to the girl with the mask quickly stood up, "Are you Mr. Lin Chen?"

Lin Chen nodded and asked in confusion, "Who are you? Do you need me for something?"

The girl nodded, "I am Zhao Lili, Miss Zhou Ying's assistant. Our miss suffered some facial injuries while filming, and we've heard that your medical skills are formidable. We were hoping you could have a look and see if there's a way to restore her face without leaving any scars."

"Zhou Ying? Are you the movie star Miss Zhou Ying?" Zhao Xiaowen suddenly remembered something and excitedly exclaimed.

Lin Chen was also familiar with Zhou Ying, a top female star who was famous all over China and reportedly earned thirty million for just one variety show.

Back in school, Lin Chen was very fond of Zhou Ying's movies. He never expected to see her in person here and that she would be the one to seek him out.

At this moment, Zhou Ying took off her sunglasses and mask with a smile, "Hello everyone, I am Zhou Ying. I've heard that Mr. Lin's medical expertise is exceptional. I wonder if you could treat the scar on my face and ensure it leaves no marks?"

Only then did Lin Chen notice the fine scratch on Zhou Ying's cheek.

Such a scratch might be inconsequential on an ordinary person, but Zhou Ying was a film star whose livelihood relied on her face. Even the tiniest flaw was intolerable.

Lin Chen looked and smiled, "Sure, I have an ointment that should help you recover very quickly once applied."

As he spoke, Lin Chen took out a small medicine bottle and squeezed a small amount onto Zhou Ying's hand.

"Just spread it over the wound," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"That's it?" Zhou Ying asked worriedly, seeing how casual Lin Chen was.

After all, she relied on her face for a living, and if anything went wrong, the consequences would be irremediable.

"Sister Ying, don't worry, his medicine really works wonders. Look, I used to have so many spots on my face, but after getting Lin's ointment through a friend, they all disappeared," Zhao Lili assured with full confidence.

"Alright, I'll give it a try," Zhou Ying said, taking a deep breath and cautiously applying the ointment to her wound.

Lin Chen smiled slightly, "With such a small injury, you should be able to recover in an hour."

"So fast, how's that possible?" Zhou Ying was almost shocked to hear Lin Chen's words. She had been worried about tomorrow's shoot, as time was money to her.

"We'll see the effect after an hour," Lin Chen said confidently.

"Sister Ying, their food here is so delicious. Why don't we have some meals while waiting for the wound to heal?" Zhao Lili, being from DY, had heard about how tasty the food was at Little God Chef's Private Kitchen and wouldn't miss the chance.

"Okay then," Zhou Ying nodded, having little expectations for this small street-side restaurant, especially since she was on a diet and eating very little every meal.

Lin Chen smiled, "Okay, then please let Miss Zhou taste my cooking skills."

"You're the chef here?" Zhou Ying looked at Lin Chen in surprise.

"Yeah?" Lin Chen nodded with a chuckle.

Zhou Ying gave an awkward smile without saying anything; if she had been a bit curious before, now she had no expectations for the food at this restaurant.

A young chef like him, she figured, probably couldn't cook anything that tasty.

Lin Chen saw the disdain in her eyes but didn't mind; today, he was determined to conquer this top beauty of China with his culinary skills.

This time, Lin Chen prepared four dishes and a soup, all very ordinary home cooking: braised eggplant, shredded pork with wood ear mushroom, spicy shredded potato, braised beef in brown sauce, and tomato and egg soup.

Looking at the dishes served, Zhou Ying had no appetite, but as the dishes were placed in front of her and she smelled the tempting aroma, she couldn't resist picking up her chopsticks and putting a piece of the braised eggplant into her mouth.

"Delicious, is this really braised eggplant?" As soon as the eggplant hit her palate, Zhou Ying's expression changed, and she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Worriedly, Zhao Lili said from the side, "Sister Ying, you've gone over your limit. You need to maintain your figure."

"Maintaining my figure can wait, Lili, you've been really unfair, keeping such delicious food from me until now."

At that moment, Zhou Ying was completely conquered by the food Lin Chen cooked; any thoughts of dieting and fasting had already been thrown out of her mind.

The four dishes and soup were thoroughly enjoyed by Zhou Ying and Zhao Lili, and they still felt unsatisfied.

If it weren't for Zhao Lili holding her back, Zhou Ying would have even wanted a second helping.

At this point, Zhou Ying, wiping the grease from the corner of her mouth, said somewhat embarrassedly, "Mr. Lin, your cooking is too delicious. I will definitely introduce more friends here in the future."

Zhou Ying's friends were certainly movie stars. Just thinking about it, if Little God Chef's Private Kitchen frequently had stars coming in, the restaurant's status would surely rise a notch.

Just then, Zhao Lili, looking at Zhou Ying, suddenly cried out in surprise, "Sister Ying, the wound on your face is healed!"