Maintain Your Persona, Twins in the Kitchen (Bonus Update for the Great God Certification)

The agreed meeting time with Little Fufu was set for 9:30 AM.

I finished packing everything I needed to bring ahead of time.

First, I planned to swing by the "new place" in the neighborhood to spend a little time with Wang Biao—there’d still be enough time.

Walking along the hallway of the new place, there was another small gate in the residential complex.

Lin Yu sent a message to Little Fufu, telling her they’d meet at the small gate.

The apartment was bustling early in the morning with residents coming and going.

Slipping out through the side gate for their date would save them from unnecessary trouble.

Going out with Little Fufu meant having to prepare quite a few things.

Disposable bedsheets, disposable duvet covers, disposable pillowcases, disposable…

Damn it!

This was the persona I’d created for myself.

Now I had to stick to the act, no matter how ridiculous—no slip-ups allowed!

Especially before sealing the deal, every little detail had to be perfect.

Sure, the saying "when you’re out in the world, your identity is what you make it" carries a lot of weight.

But sometimes, juggling too many identities can land you in hot water.

I couldn’t help but worry that one day…

I’d call Brother Tian to move goods, then dial Hei Chai to have someone arrested.

After packing his bag, Lin Yu double-checked everything.

Only when he was sure nothing was missing did he carry it downstairs.

When no one was looking, he placed it on a chair in the corner.

Aunt Qimeng had left Lin Yu a WeChat message at 6:30 AM.

She and Huang Feirong had left early for the shop.

A big shipment of fresh flowers had arrived, and they needed to receive them first thing.

About breakfast, Aunt Qimeng had even apologized, telling Lin Yu he’d have to fend for himself today.

Too bad.

Aunt Qimeng had no idea.

Given Lin Yu’s current status in the sect, why would he need to lift a finger for a meal?

As soon as he reached the first-floor lobby, the familiar aroma of dough drop soup hit him.

Ah, the resilience of youth—recovery was quick!

After all the chaos yesterday, someone still had the energy to wake up early and cook.

"Morning, Big Chi and Little Chi!"

"The dining area’s so quiet today—just the two of you?"

Lin Yu walked into the dining area and greeted the sisters, who were dressed in identical pajamas.

Hearing Lin Yu’s voice, Chi Qingshui, standing by the stove, turned around and shot him a loaded look.

In a tone that suggested nothing more than a casual classmate relationship, she said:

"Everyone’s probably busy with their own work. Not everyone’s on summer break like us."

"Have you eaten yet? Want me to save you a bowl of soup?"

"Though… I already added vinegar."

Lin Yu nodded, suppressing a laugh.

Oh, well played.

This little grudge-holder.

Once she’d put the pieces together, she’d clearly spent a lot of time replaying the past few days in her head.

Looking back with the knowledge that Lin Yu had known she was "Dreaming in the Rain" all along,

there were indeed plenty of details worth analyzing.

But so what?

What’s broken can’t be unbroken.

Can time rewind? I’m asking you—can time rewind?

Hahaha, it’s over!

Besides.

The look on Little Qingshui’s face wasn’t anger.

It was just their special brand of "flirting."

Before Lin Yu could respond,

an untimely voice cut through their charged exchange—

"Lin Yu doesn’t like vinegar, sis. Don’t force him."

"Look at my bowl—no oil, no steamed buns."

"Can you feed your own sister first before worrying about someone else?"

Little Chi held up her empty bowl, eyes full of hope as she stared at the stove.

Chi Qingshui: "…"

Lin Yu: "…"

Sometimes, Lin Yu envied people with simple minds.

No matter what you said to them,

they stayed laser-focused on their own world, completely unfazed.

"I can handle a little vinegar. Can’t go out on an empty stomach, right?"

"Little Chi, you’re really something."

"Have I ever let you just stand there drooling while I cook?"

One sentence.

And the little foodie was left speechless.

Lin Yu took the chance to glance at the sisters’ current "missions."

Little Chi’s list was still packed with "snack-related" tasks.

No emergencies—just pure, uncomplicated cravings.

She was truly carefree, with no desires beyond her appetite.

As for her sister…

[Chi Qingshui (Pavilion of Forgotten Tomes Elder)]

[Whispered Affections (Daily Task New): Having tentatively established a cultivation partnership with the Holy Son, she secretly longs for occasional intimate exchanges to deepen their bond (Daily Close Interactions).]

Once desire took root, there was no taking it back.

Lin Yu’s mind raced as he approached Little Chi.

Chi Qingchi set down her empty bowl and said sheepishly:

"Lin Yu, don’t be mad. I’ll go get you a bowl."

Lin Yu quickly stopped her.

"Don’t worry about it. I’ll grab one myself. If you’re free, though, could you help me open some packages?"

"Four just arrived—all snacks I ordered online."

Chi Qingchi’s eyes lit up instantly. "!!!"

"Lin Yu, you bought that many snacks?"

"You… gulp…"

"Can you even finish them all?"

"Listen, it’s summer—a lot of snacks have short shelf lives!"

Lin Yu smirked inwardly.

No need for elaborate schemes.

Just dangle the bait, and Little Chi would bite.

"Alright, alright, you make a good point."

"I only bought so much because there was a discount."

"After you open them, take two bags or two boxes of each. Consider it my treat for you and Big Chi."

Lin Yu said it casually, but Little Chi still hesitated.

She glanced at her sister, silently pleading.

Knowing her sister’s principles, she’d probably refuse anything that felt like taking advantage.

Chi Qingshui’s heart raced as she looked at Lin Yu.

She was sharp—she knew exactly what he was doing.

This was a classic "lure the tiger away from the mountain" move.

If Little Chi left the dining area,

it’d just be the two of them alone…

Not to mention,

she had to think of a way to explain it without raising Little Chi’s suspicions.

Finally, she sighed and shook her head at Little Chi.

"Do you really have no snacks in our room?"

"Just take a little—only for yourself. I’m not that greedy."

"And next time, remember to buy some for Lin Yu too."

Chi Qingchi beamed.

"Got it!!"

"I’ll only take a tiny bit! The rest will go straight to Lin Yu’s room!"

"Lin Yu, can I borrow your room key? I’ll handle everything!"

For the sake of snacks,

Little Chi was willing to go the extra mile.

Lin Yu had no reason to refuse and handed her the key.

Once Little Chi had scampered off,

Lin Yu casually slid the dining room’s folding door halfway shut.

By the stove,

Chi Qingshui tugged at her apron, biting her lip as she scolded:

"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing—trying to get rid of Little Chi."

"Honestly, what do you even want to say that you can’t—mmph!"

Before she could finish,

Lin Yu’s lips were already pressed firmly against hers.

(Extra chapter delivered! Thanks again to Qibaila and "Nightshadow Lunar" for their generous support. More updates to come tomorrow—keep fighting!)

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