Going to the Dance Studio

Su Hua's brows were knit tight.

She didn't want Xuan looking at so many other women...

Su Hua logged into a search engine and started looking up how to stop the Hu Yin app from recommending videos of beautiful women.

After finding the answer, Su Hua went back to Hu Yin.

Every time she scrolled to a video of a beauty, she clicked "Not Interested."

After doing this for a dozen videos, finally! Hu Yin stopped pushing them to her.

Su Hua's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

"Hua," Lin Xuan said cautiously. "It's getting late. Why don't you get back to work? Once you're done, we can head back to Night Garden sooner."

Su Hua narrowed her eyes at Lin Xuan. "Is it that Xuan doesn't want me looking at your phone? Could it be there's something unspeakable in here that Xuan doesn't want me to see? Photos or videos of pretty girls, or perhaps..."

"No, no," Lin Xuan shook his head hurriedly. "Hua, I don't have any ulterior motives. I was really just thinking about your unfinished work, that's why I said that."

"If it's about work, there's no rush. I don't actually have much to do right now." Su Hua raised a shapely eyebrow.

If Jiang Qing, who was running around dizzy with work outside, heard Su Hua say this, she would definitely be like: ??? President Su, no work to do... are you sure?

Lin Xuan knew that at a time like this, he had to obediently go along with Hua.

The more he tried to stop Hua, the more suspicious she would become.

Forget it.

Just let Hua look at the phone; she wouldn't be able to find anything anyway.

His secrets mainly concerned his identities as the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang and the Carefree Doctor.

He had specially configured his phone.

Unless he unlocked it himself, it was impossible for anyone else to see his communications with the Golden Dragon Gang.

Su Hua didn't seem to be doing anything else; she just sat on the sofa, holding Lin Xuan's phone and continuing to watch videos on Hu Yin.

Time ticked by.

There were thirty seconds left until the agreed time with Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing's message arrived quickly.

[President Su, we've done as you asked. The next message I send will be a link. Just copy the link into Hu Yin.]

Su Hua copied the link over.

Then she deleted her chat history with Jiang Qing.

Su Hua stared at the phone and suddenly frowned. "This woman looks a bit like that internet celebrity..."

"Oh? Let me see."

Lin Xuan leaned in to look.

Sure enough, it was that woman!

The beauty filters were simply too exaggerated.

Short, fat, dark-skinned, and covered in spots—an ugly woman had been forcibly filtered into a fair-skinned, beautiful woman with long legs.

If someone hadn't exposed it, it would be hard to connect her with that internet celebrity.

"Hua, how did you find this video?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.

Su Hua replied, "I stumbled upon it while scrolling."

Lin Xuan noticed a line of small text:

You opened a video sent by user 'Miserable Wage Slave Little Jiang'.

That name must belong to Secretary Jiang.

So this video must have been shared with Hua by Secretary Jiang, not something Hua found herself.

Lin Xuan's expression turned a bit odd.

With just a little thought, he realized that while Hua appeared to be scrolling through videos earlier, she was actually waiting for this video produced by Jiang Qing to appear...

Hua wanted him to see this woman's true appearance.

Lin Xuan began to critique, "This woman is fat, dark, and ugly. Once the beauty filter is on, even her own mother wouldn't recognize her. You really can't trust these online beauties."

"My Hua is much more real and beautiful."

This was Lin Xuan's honest thought.

In his heart, Hua was the most beautiful person in the world.

"Mhm."

Su Hua was very satisfied with Lin Xuan's answer, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Hua, look, it's getting late. Are you going to continue working, or should we head straight back to Night Garden?" Lin Xuan asked.

Just as Su Hua was about to answer, Manager Chen knocked and walked in.

"President Su, I have some work to report to you."

He glanced cautiously at the expression on Su Hua's face. Although Su Hua was expressionless, Manager Chen sensed that her mood was actually quite good.

Manager Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, good.

It seemed Young Master Lin had successfully coaxed President Su.

Young Master Lin really had skills, able to soothe President Su so easily.

"Go ahead," Su Hua nodded.

Knock, knock, knock.

Jiang Qing entered.

She placed a fruit platter on the coffee table. "President Su, Young Master Lin, I prepared some fruit for you. Please enjoy."

After setting down the fruit, Jiang Qing left.

Su Hua and Lin Xuan sat together on the sofa and began listening to Manager Chen's report.

"President Su, our department is planning to..." Manager Chen was reporting.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan used a fork to pick up a piece of fruit and held it to Su Hua's mouth.

"Hua, have some more watermelon. It's hot out, and watermelon is the most refreshing thing to eat." Lin Xuan fed Su Hua.

Su Hua bit into the watermelon with her pearly white teeth.

Manager Chen couldn't help but steal a glance at Lin Xuan and Su Hua.

He had to admit.

Young Master Lin and President Su were truly a perfect match.

It was the first time he had seen such a compatible couple.

Especially President Su—a She-Devil who dominated the business world—actually revealed such a soft, feminine side when facing Young Master Lin.

Before President Su started dating, he never would have dared to imagine this.

Facing this version of President Su, he had gone from jaw-dropping shock in the beginning to numbness now.

He finally understood.

President Su only showed this different side in front of Young Master Lin.

After Manager Chen finished his report, he said, "President Su, that is the general situation regarding this project."

"Mn, good work." Su Hua nodded. "Everyone in your department can take tomorrow off."

"Thank you, President Su!"

Manager Chen beamed with joy.

A President Su in a good mood was indeed different; she didn't nitpick and was generous enough to give them time off.

"You may leave now," Su Hua ordered.

"Yes, President Su."

Manager Chen left the office, smiling from ear to ear.

Lin Xuan spoke up, "Hua, it's almost time to clock out. Let's head back."

"No rush."

Su Hua's red lips moved close to Lin Xuan's ear. "Before we go back, Xuan is going to come with me to a certain place first."

The veins in Lin Xuan's temples throbbed.

Why did he have such a bad feeling about this?

"Okay," Lin Xuan agreed.

He exhaled a breath.

Aside from agreeing, he had no way to refuse.

Lin Xuan followed Su Hua to the dance studio.

The studio was spotless, without a speck of dust, showing that Hua still came here often to practice.

Looking at the familiar dance studio, memories surfaced in Lin Xuan's mind of the things Hua had enticed him to do in this very room before.

Thanks to 'She's Really Better Than Me', 'Ou Fei of Mount Hujie', 'Luo Mingming', and other darlings for the gifts~

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