The first time he had come to this dance studio, it had been his birthday.
Hua had offered herself up as his present.
On that day...
Hua had worn an extremely revealing dance outfit, pirouetting across the carpet.
Every move she made was incredibly seductive.
That day, she had wrung him completely dry right here...
Their entangled silhouettes had left their mark in every corner of the dance studio...
Lin Xuan felt a sudden wave of apprehension.
Hua had brought him here; surely she wasn't thinking of...
She couldn't be.
That incident with the provocative internet celebrity had just happened, and Hua was currently jealous. When Hua got jealous, she was particularly ferocious in bed.
True, Hua was currently recovering, but she had a hundred ways to stroke his desire and then resolve it using other methods...
"Ah Xuan, wait here for a moment, okay?" Su Hua's red lips grazed Lin Xuan's ear as she whispered the ambiguous words.
She went into the changing room and changed into a bandeau top. The garment was short, revealing her slender waist. She also wore a miniskirt that barely reached the top of her thighs.
Underneath the skirt... she was wearing absolutely nothing.
The dance outfit was black.
It created a stark contrast against her fair skin, making her look even paler, almost like snow.
Lin Xuan swallowed hard.
He had to admit, Hua looked truly tempting like this...
"Ah Xuan..."
Su Hua placed both hands on Lin Xuan's shoulders.
"Didn't you say I should exercise my body? I'm exercising right now. Ah Xuan, remember to supervise me properly. Watch me closely so I don't slack off, understood?"
Without waiting for Lin Xuan's response, she took several steps back.
She began to dance under the lights.
Swaying her hips, twisting her waist.
Her gaze was enchanting, her posture alluring.
As her body moved, it highlighted her exquisite figure.
Lin Xuan noticed that in this dance, Hua was doing a lot of hip swaying, and even movements where she propped her hands on his thighs.
Lin Xuan suddenly remembered that internet celebrity's dance moves.
Weren't these moves Hua was doing almost exactly the same as that influencer's?
Could it be that Hua wanted to compete with that influencer in dancing?
Lin Xuan felt his guess was spot on.
This wouldn't do.
In the future, he couldn't scroll through videos of beauties anymore. He really couldn't handle it when Hua got jealous...
"Ah Xuan."
Su Hua came before Lin Xuan, panting slightly, and bent over.
Lin Xuan could clearly see the cleavage beneath her clothes, glistening with a thin layer of sweat.
Lin Xuan didn't dare look for long and quickly averted his gaze.
"Mmh, Hua danced very well," Lin Xuan nodded.
"When I was dancing just now, what was Ah Xuan looking at, hmm?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing, I was just looking around. Besides, Hua, didn't you ask me to supervise you? That's the reason I was staring at you," Lin Xuan said, his eyes darting away.
"Is that so?"
Su Hua raised her beautiful brow. "Why do I feel like Ah Xuan is lying? Ah Xuan was just looking at my..."
She whispered two words into Lin Xuan's ear.
The tips of Lin Xuan's ears turned red.
"Am I right?" Su Hua continued to breathe orchid-scented air into Lin Xuan's ear.
"Right," Lin Xuan answered uncomfortably.
"Does Ah Xuan want to..." Su Hua whispered another word into his ear.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
He didn't! He hadn't!
Su Hua curled her lips into a smile. "Shall I satisfy Ah Xuan?"
—Inside the darkened room, safe from prying eyes—
Lin Xuan and Su Hua had entered the dance studio.
Jiang Qing knew very well what they would be doing inside, and she knew they wouldn't be coming out anytime soon.
Consequently, she intercepted every high-level executive who came looking for Su Hua.
"I'm sorry, Director Jiang. President Su is currently busy with a very important matter and cannot step away at the moment. If you have business with her, you can come back another day."
"Alright then, I'll come find President Su tomorrow." Director Jiang's mood was a bit downcast.
Manager Chen had sent a message in the group chat saying that President Su was in a great mood and that all employees in their department had been given a day off.
He had figured he should come see President Su as well; that way, if he had made any mistakes, President Su wouldn't punish him since she was in a good mood.
Now it seemed his plan was going to fall through.
"Then, Secretary Jiang," Director Jiang asked, unwilling to give up, "When will President Su be free? Could you let me know later when she's available?"
Jiang Qing replied, "I'm afraid President Su won't have any time today."
After President Su and Young Master Lin did *that*, how could she possibly have time to deal with company affairs?
They would likely head back to Night Garden immediately after leaving the dance studio.
"Fine, thank you, Secretary Jiang."
Director Jiang had no choice but to leave.
Jiang Qing muttered under her breath, "Young Master Lin really is a male femme fatale."
She finally understood the old saying about the Emperor neglecting morning court.
Wasn't President Su the typical example of the Emperor neglecting her duties?
She used to love working so much she practically lived at the office, yet for Young Master Lin's sake, she abandoned her work time and time again.
If Young Master Lin was willing to stay with President Su all the time, it was entirely possible that President Su would never come to work again.
This time, Su Hua and Lin Xuan stayed in the dance studio for a full two hours.
Su Hua's face was flushed with two shades of red, and her eyes were misty.
One look was enough to tell it was the aftermath of passion.
She constantly rubbed her legs together.
Although she had taken care of Ah Xuan, she had to hold back herself because she couldn't engage in intercourse for over a month.
Su Hua's pearly white teeth bit into Lin Xuan's shoulder, her voice thick with desire. "Ah Xuan, just you wait."
Once her body recovered, she would come for him.
Lin Xuan's body couldn't help but shiver.
He could already foresee the days ahead once Hua's body recovered...
Sigh.
Hua was perfect in every way, except that her drive was just too strong.
"Ah Xuan, we can go back now," Su Hua said with a smirk. "I'm *hungry*..."
She emphasized the word 'hungry' heavily.
Lin Xuan knew exactly what she meant, but he pretended not to understand.
"Okay, Hua, let's go back," Lin Xuan nodded.
The two walked out of the dance studio.
Seeing the look on Su Hua's face, Jiang Qing couldn't help but think to herself:
*It was exactly as I expected.*
"Secretary Jiang?"
Lin Xuan asked in confusion, "Didn't you say it wasn't busy? Isn't it already past working hours? Why are you still at the company?"
Jiang Qing glanced at Su Hua.
*Not busy?*
*President Su, you actually said it wasn't busy?!*
Under Jiang Qing's resentful gaze, Su Hua remained expressionless.
Jiang Qing took a deep breath.
*This is the boss!*
*My meal ticket.*
To avoid being targeted by the boss, whatever the boss said was the truth. She couldn't expose her boss's shortcomings.
Jiang Qing could only chuckle and reply, "It isn't busy, Young Master Lin. I just left a bit of work unfinished, and since I suddenly remembered it, I came back temporarily to deal with it."

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!