Lin Xuan quickly scrolled through the messages on his phone.
He just wanted to curse himself for being an idiot.
Such obvious manipulation, and he hadn’t noticed it in his previous life until the day he died. His brain must have been kicked by a donkey!
Lin Xuan changed Qin Ruoyao’s contact name and replied: ["Then let’s call off the engagement!"]
Qin Ruoyao’s eyes widened: ["You’re actually breaking off the engagement with me!"]
["Lin Xuan: Yes!"]
["Qin Ruoyao: Lin Xuan, do you even realize what you’re saying? Your words today will make me hate you. If you ever want to marry me again, forget it!"]
Lin Xuan rolled his eyes: ["Ask yourself honestly, can you even compare to her? I’d have to be a fool to choose you over her."]
In his previous life, he had indeed been a fool.
["You…"] Qin Ruoyao was livid, but she couldn’t find a single point to refute.
That woman simply stood there, radiating brilliance.
Qin Ruoyao had always prided herself on her looks, but compared to that woman, she was nothing! And that aura—it was maddeningly enviable! If they hadn’t crossed paths, she wouldn’t have felt this way, but the fact that she had taken Lin Xuan away was unbearable.
Qin Ruoyao, humiliated and furious, snapped: ["Fine! Lin Xuan, you said it yourself. Don’t come crawling back to beg for my forgiveness!"]
["Lin Xuan: Don’t worry, that day will never come."]
Lin Xuan had always been subservient to Qin Ruoyao, obeying her every word. This sudden change was something she couldn’t accept.
She was so enraged that she started smashing things in the room.
"How dare Lin Xuan speak to me like that? And to say I’m inferior to that woman in every way!"
"Has he forgotten how he used to fawn over me?"
"Lin Xuan, this isn’t over!"
"Ah, Ruoyao, stop breaking these things. They cost money," Qin’s Mother said, heartbroken as she looked at the mess on the floor.
"Mom."
Qin Ruoyao hugged Qin’s Mother and burst into tears: "How could Lin Xuan treat me like this?"
Qin’s Mother patted her back soothingly: "It’s alright, Ruoyao. Lin Xuan isn’t a good man anyway. We don’t need him. My precious daughter is as beautiful as a flower; you can have any man you want."
"If Lin Xuan dares to treat you like this, we’ll make him regret it."
Qin Ruoyao continued to cry uncontrollably: "Mom, how could he do this to me? And who is that woman?"
Su Hua was elegant, stunning, and seemed to have power and influence, making Qin Ruoyao seethe with jealousy.
Qin’s Mother’s eyes turned cold: "That boy Lin Xuan must be a freeloader, kept by that woman."
"But Mom, what does he have that makes him worthy of being kept by someone like her?"
She couldn’t understand why a man she had looked down on would be kept by such a woman. What was so special about Lin Xuan?
Qin’s Mother said, "Who knows? Maybe some people just have strange tastes. Ruoyao, deep down, Lin Xuan still likes you. A person’s feelings can’t change so drastically. Just wait and see. When school starts, he’ll come wagging his tail and apologizing to you."
"Really?" Qin Ruoyao’s eyes glistened with tears.
"Of course, Ruoyao. When he apologizes, don’t forgive him so easily!"
"Okay, Mom. I won’t." Qin Ruoyao’s eyes flashed with malice. If Lin Xuan did apologize, she would make sure to humiliate him thoroughly.
Lin Xuan tossed his phone aside and let out a sigh of relief.
"Feels good!" The script he had prepared before the wedding hadn’t gone to waste!
Lin Xuan hadn’t noticed that Su Hua had already entered his room while he was chatting with Qin Ruoyao.
Lin Xuan had set Qin Ruoyao as a special contact on QQ, so the notification sound for her messages was different from others.
Half of Su Hua’s face was hidden in shadow, her lowered eyes concealing endless coldness.
Lin Xuan muttered, "Why is it so cold?"
Then he noticed Su Hua by the door. Huh? When did she get back? And she didn’t seem to be in a good mood.
Su Hua’s temperament was unpredictable, but no matter the reason, it was always best to handle her with care.
Lin Xuan approached Su Hua nervously and asked, "Su Hua, is something wrong?"
As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Asking about a yandere’s mood? That was just asking for trouble.
Su Hua’s eyes seemed to be brewing a storm.
Silence. A suffocating silence.
Lin Xuan swallowed hard. Could someone tell him what was going on? What had he done wrong this time?
Outside the room, Butler Wang, who was passing by, heard a "thud" and stopped, turning to look at the door.
He remembered that the young lady had just entered Lin Xuan’s room.
Butler Wang chuckled and shook his head.
These young people nowadays were getting more and more adventurous. He was getting old; he couldn’t keep up with the times anymore.
Butler Wang specifically instructed the servants not to disturb Lin Xuan’s room, and the servants exchanged knowing glances.
Meanwhile, inside the room.
Lin Xuan’s back was pressed against the door as he looked at the woman in front of him.
"Gulp." He swallowed hard.
Was he being pinned against the wall by a woman?
Su Hua pursed her lips, her eyes filled with suppressed pain as she looked at him.
"Lin Xuan, why?" Su Hua suddenly closed the distance, her kiss carrying an unrelenting madness.
Lin Xuan’s lips stung, making him wince in pain.
Was Su Hua part dog? Why was she biting him so much?
"Why…"
A tear slid down Su Hua’s face and landed on Lin Xuan’s hand, scalding hot.
Lin Xuan opened his eyes to see Su Hua, like a lost little animal, desperately seeking warmth from him.
She was crying?
Lin Xuan frowned. What on earth had happened?
Su Hua pushed Lin Xuan onto the couch: "Lin Xuan, remember, you are my man. No one can take you away."
"I’m the one who possesses you, not Qin Ruoyao."
"You’ll never be with her…"
Another afternoon of madness followed.
"Ah Xuan, why? If you’re going to act, why can’t you just keep playing the part? Why did you have to contact her again…"
Lin Xuan vaguely heard Su Hua’s suppressed, pained voice whispering in his ear.
At that moment, Lin Xuan was completely consumed by the passion with the woman on top of him, leaving no room for thought.
It wasn’t until Su Hua went into the bathroom and the sound of running water filled the room that Lin Xuan finally realized.
Could it be that Su Hua’s madness was because she found out he had secretly contacted Qin Ruoyao this afternoon?
No wonder!
Lin Xuan picked up his clothes from the floor and casually put them on.
As he moved, the wounds on his body stung, making him hiss in pain. Su Hua was too wild; she always left him covered in scratches and bite marks.
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