My College Teacher is My Children's Mom-Chapter 615: Misery for the Mighty!

Lin Feng had sent over an old hen. It needed to be slowly stewed in a clay pot; the point wasn’t to eat the meat, but to drink the rich broth.

Da Bao knew that when he was cooking in the kitchen, his few good friends would definitely come over to mooch a meal. So he made a large portion, and Lin Feng had provided more than enough.

"If you guys don’t come back for the summer break, I’ll just send the stuff over to you then," Lin Feng had told them.

When he said "send," he meant he would have his family’s private jet fly it over. He could pack up all sorts of things and bring the kids a taste of home.

"Wow, that smells amazing!"

"I can’t wait to dig in."

"Ever since you got here, we’ve fallen in love with Chinese food. It’s just incredible."

After freeloading for several meals, even the most thick-skinned among them felt a bit embarrassed. Thinking they were smart enough, they decided to learn from the internet, taking the opportunity to learn a bit about the culture and history as well. But they quickly gave up. It was better to stick with ready-made food; their own cooking wasn’t even fit for a dog.

Da Bao served them, looking after them like a big brother, even though they were actually a year or two older than him.

"My god, this is incredible! How did you make it?"

"Yeah, it looked like you didn’t do much, just let it simmer on its own..."

"That’s it, I have to marry a girl from your country one day. I want to eat this kind of food all the time!"

Everyone chattered excitedly, but Da Bao just smiled. When they learned that Lin Feng had specifically mailed it to them, they all felt quite sheepish and, after finishing the meal, proactively cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

「」

Meanwhile, at Stan, Er Bao was propping her chin on her hands as she did her homework. She had no classes that afternoon, but there was a mountain of assignments, which meant she could only go out to have fun in the evening.

In the kitchen, a chicken was stewing as well, but she didn’t need to watch it herself. Her food-loving friends were keeping an eye on the stove, popping over every so often to report.

"Is it ready? Can we eat yet?"

"It’s been twenty minutes! The meat must be tender by now. We can eat it, right?"

Er Bao finally got up, and the others cheered. They were all straightforward and brash, so they and Er Bao were two peas in a pod. However, Er Bao was colder by nature. Her life was a simple, straight line between the gym, school, and the cafeteria. She had no interest in dating and was focused only on making money. Besides her studies, she had her own app, website, and live-streaming platform to manage.

So, she was extremely, extremely busy. Too busy to pay them much mind, which gave her a cold and aloof image.

Later, when everyone found out that Er Bao had an older brother and a younger brother, they went absolutely wild. Sisterhood went out the window; they all wanted to become her sister-in-law!

Er Bao plated the food, took a picture, and sent it to the family group chat. Coincidentally, Da Bao and San Bao were eating the exact same dish. Si Bao had to go to her coach’s house that evening, so she was getting a ready-made meal cooked for her.

"Are you going out tonight?" one of her friends asked.

"Yeah, I heard there’s an event going on. Want to come with?"

Er Bao wasn’t interested. "I’m going to the gym tonight."

It wasn’t the first time they had eaten food sent from home, and their reactions were always comically exaggerated. Er Bao couldn’t help but laugh. "Do you have to be so dramatic?"

They unanimously agreed that for the sake of these delicious meals, they had to stay on her good side. Lin Feng would send things over every so often. Chicken and duck were staples, and the cured meats were to die for, not to mention all the snacks he made from scratch. He sent them all over as if shipping were free.

「」

That evening, Er Bao slung her bag over her shoulder and headed to the gym. As she greeted the person at the front desk, she faintly heard them whispering about her. She paid it no mind, changing her clothes, stowing her things, and heading to the treadmill with her phone.

"That’s her. I heard she studies at Stan!"

"A lot of the guys here are trying to woo her..."

Er Bao had long grown accustomed to the stares from the opposite sex. She got on the treadmill, put in her Bluetooth headphones, and started to run. A few young men nearby exchanged glances, wanting to make a move. The most handsome and tallest among them walked over. He was a fellow student from Stan and had had a crush on her for a long time.

"Hi, how are you?"

With unwavering focus, Er Bao ignored him and continued her run. Undeterred, the guy moved to a more conspicuous spot, smiling as he tried to get her attention.

Er Bao gave him a breezy, dismissive glance. "Don’t bother me."

He just smiled. "I just want to get to know you."

This is so tiring. Er Bao hated this kind of situation.

After a ten-minute warm-up, her sparring coach arrived, and she greeted him politely. She had hired him as a private coach because she wanted to revisit the Taekwondo she had learned as a child with Da Bao and Si Bao. Initially, seeing how slender she was, the coach had given her a substantial discount, assuming she just wanted to learn a few self-defense moves.

But on their very first day, she fought him to a draw. She nearly shattered his confidence. Thinking he had just underestimated her, he talked himself out of it, believing he could still win. But the third time they fought to a draw, the coach had some painful soul-searching to do. He couldn’t afford to lose face like this, so he began practicing diligently in private. As a result, Er Bao started coming to the gym more frequently.

The guys watching from the sidelines were stunned. They never expected the strikingly beautiful Er Bao to be such a formidable fighter. She was seriously fierce.

A friend clapped the admirer on the shoulder. "Bro, I think you should just give up on a girl like that." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Yeah, she might actually beat you to death if you make her angry."

What a pity. She’s so beautiful, but... she’s unbeatable...

The admirer, however, grew even more excited. "Oh my god, how can she be so beautiful *and* so powerful? Don’t you guys think she’s just perfect?"

Men in love are blind. The others winced in sympathy at the coach’s pained expression, feeling his phantom pains. They all shuddered.

Bro, if you actually manage to win her over, you’re a legend! But hey, if you like her, then go for it. Good luck!

Er Bao and the coach sparred for half an hour, stopping only when they were both completely exhausted. The coach pursed his lips and silently turned to leave. He needed to rest. He was so tired... and so sore.

As Er Bao was leaving the gym, the admirer persistently followed her, only to be instantly shut down by one of her glares.

"Please don’t follow me," she warned, her voice icy. "Otherwise, I won’t be able to control my urge to beat you up. See that? You’ll end up just like my coach."

With that, she walked away without a backward glance.

The admirer watched her go. "She’s so cool."

His friends: "!!!!"

With so many beautiful women at their school, why did everyone have to be obsessed with her? Was it the challenge?

「」

Back in her dorm, Er Bao opened a video call on her phone. San Bao’s troubles were no less than her sister’s. Boys were constantly falling over themselves to impress her, using any excuse to get close. She wasn’t as skilled a fighter as Er Bao, but she could hold her own and wouldn’t let any guy get the upper hand. Every time she went out, she armed herself with weapons like a stun baton and a baseball bat for self-defense.

"It’s cold out."

"Not interested. Go away."

"Do you have any idea how annoying you are?"

"You’re so ugly. Where do you get the confidence to think you’re handsome?"

Gradually, San Bao developed a reputation for being sharp-tongued, and her words cut deep. But that didn’t stop a horde of guys from pursuing her.