"Let me tell you, later if the higher-ups ask about Jiang Yutong's situation, we'll just say she was very, very, very scared, scared half to death."
"Okay, that works. Anyway, they won't be able to tell if Jiang Yutong was actually scared when she was locked up."
Meanwhile.
Jiang Yutong pondered as she walked.
Capturing her, threatening her, but not hurting her.
Who on earth arranged this?
It definitely wasn't arranged by her enemies like Lin Qingwan. If it were them, they would have certainly tortured her half to death.
A figure popped into Jiang Yutong's mind.
Was it Little Xuan?
Yes.
It must be Little Xuan.
It should be that Little Xuan didn't want her pestering him anymore, so he found someone to scare her, making her back off.
Also, those people who threatened her said she shouldn't pester Little Xuan anymore, otherwise, she would definitely suffer.
It must be Little Xuan, without a doubt.
Look at this.
Little Xuan really did still care about his cousin.
Look at what Little Xuan had done to torture the people of the Lin family who offended him.
As for her, Little Xuan only arranged for people to scare her without hurting her at all.
This showed that deep down, Little Xuan still cared about her as his cousin.
Jiang Yutong stroked her chin. "It seems I need to keep up the good work and continue pestering Little Xuan."
She believed the day she and Little Xuan acknowledged each other wasn't too far away.
Worried that her grandfather and older sister would be anxious, Jiang Yutong specifically found a place to wash up and change into a fresh set of clothes before returning to the Jiang family home.
The servants of the Jiang family were extremely excited.
They ran excitedly into the villa.
"Master, Eldest Miss," the servants said in agitation, "Second Miss has returned!"
Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Manting hurried out.
Seeing Jiang Yutong, they were also thrilled.
"Tongtong," Jiang Manting frowned and asked. "Where did you go? Why couldn't we reach you all night? And our people couldn't find where you went at all."
"Eldest Sister, don't worry. Last night I got drunk at the bar, so I contacted a nearby friend and slept at her place. Rest assured, I'm fine," Jiang Yutong reassured them.
"That's good." Jiang Manting carefully looked Jiang Yutong over. Aside from her heavy dark circles, she really didn't look like anything bad had happened. She breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Grandpa Jiang said sternly, "From now on, if you want to drink, drink at home. You are not allowed to drink too much outside, understood?"
Jiang Yutong nodded. "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't do it next time."
This incident had also taught her a lesson.
Fortunately, it was Little Xuan's people who kidnapped her. What if it had been someone else?
"Oh right, Grandpa, please send five or six bodyguards to protect me. Make sure they are highly capable," Jiang Yutong said.
Grandpa Jiang frowned and asked, "Tongtong, why do you need so many bodyguards? Did something happen?"
"No, Grandpa, don't overthink it. It's just that didn't I recently bankrupt Lin Qingwan's company? You know what her family's character is like. I'm worried she might take revenge, so just in case, I want these bodyguards to protect me," Jiang Yutong explained.
"So that's how it is."
The anxiety in Grandpa Jiang's heart settled.
"Alright," he nodded. "I will arrange some highly skilled bodyguards for you."
Night Garden.
Lin Xuan was sleeping comfortably in bed.
Fully dressed, Su Hua left the room and picked up her phone.
"Secretary Jiang, how was Jiang Yutong handled?" Su Hua asked.
Jiang Qing answered respectfully, "President Su, please rest assured. Jiang Yutong was scared half to death by us, and now she has been sent back to the Jiang family. I reckon she won't dare approach Young Master Lin for quite some time."
"Mhm."
Su Hua nodded in satisfaction.
She hung up the phone.
"Miss, should I wake up Young Master Lin and have him accompany you to the company?" the butler asked.
"No need." Su Hua shook her head. "He exhausted himself last night, let him keep sleeping."
Since Jiang Yutong wouldn't be pestering Xuan anymore, she didn't need to confine Xuan all day to keep her company.
The internet said that absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Couples spending all day together would get sick of each other.
Although she wished she could stick to Xuan every single moment, she didn't want Xuan to feel even a hint of annoyance towards her.
Worried that Young Master Lin would be exhausted?
A gossipy gleam appeared in Butler Wang's eyes.
Did she mean it in the way he thought she did?
Regardless, preparing a perfect restorative tonic soup couldn't possibly be wrong.
Su Hua went to the company.
Butler Wang entered the kitchen and began brewing the perfect restorative tonic soup for Lin Xuan.
When Lin Xuan woke up, he saw several missed calls.
He first contacted Wang Ba.
"You called me yesterday, what was the matter?" Lin Xuan asked.
Wang Ba replied, "Boss, it's nothing major. I mainly wanted to tell you that your girlfriend is protecting you too well. That guy Su Sheng has no idea about your identity. He's been asking around for news about you these past few days."
Lin Xuan spoke up, "If that's the case, then find a way to let him know."
What he wanted was for Su Sheng to take the initiative to deal with him, letting Su Sheng know who he was in order to lure him out.
He had to completely eradicate the threat of Su Sheng for Hua.
"Alright, Boss."
Wang Ba rubbed his fists together, eager to try in his eyes.
When the boss took action, there was hardly anything that didn't succeed.
That kid Su Sheng was finished.
He was quite curious about what methods the boss would use to deal with Su Sheng.
Dealing with Su Sheng should be a matter for a few weeks, or even a month from now.
Before that, he still wanted the boss to take him to stir up some trouble, otherwise he would die of boredom.
"Boss."
Wang Ba asked with a smile, "Do you have any other plans during this time, aside from Su Sheng?"
"I do." Lin Xuan said.
Wang Ba's eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed, "What is it?"
Lin Xuan: "Accompanying my girlfriend."
Wang Ba: "..."
"Boss," Wang Ba began to advise earnestly, "Let me tell you, being completely obsessed with love isn't advisable. Besides romance, as a man, you should also focus properly on your career..."
Sigh, the boss was great at everything, except that he liked being a hands-off manager.
If the boss came to the Golden Dragon Gang often, the Golden Dragon Gang would probably have surpassed Night Rose by now and become the number one underground mob organization.
"Boss, women also really like successful men. If you build up your career, for example, by developing the Golden Dragon Gang well..."
Wang Ba was still chattering away.
Lin Xuan simply hung up the phone.
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?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
