The employees of the Su Group all thoroughly despised Huo Shen.
However, since Huo Shen was a high-ranking executive in the company and had the backing of the old chairman, they couldn't pull any little tricks on him.
Besides, Huo Shen was a two-faced hypocrite—smiling at you on the surface, while secretly plotting who-knows-what to ruin you behind your back.
They only dared to gossip about him in secret.
Their favorite thing to watch was Young Master Lin putting President Huo in his place; nothing was more satisfying than that.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua spent a quiet day at the company just like that.
At nine o'clock in the evening.
The two of them were lying in bed.
Su Hua suddenly realized that once she was cured, Ah Xuan definitely wouldn't give her pleasure in those alternative ways as easily as before.
Lin Xuan was lying on his side.
Su Hua's hands crept up Lin Xuan's back and wrapped around him.
"Ah Xuan."
Su Hua blew gently into Lin Xuan's ear. "I feel uncomfortable."
Lin Xuan caught Su Hua's hands and coaxed her, "Hua, be good. You're starting your treatment tomorrow. Doctor Xiaoyao specifically instructed me to make sure you go to bed early."
"But if I'm in a bad mood, Ah Xuan, wouldn't that affect the treatment too?"
Su Hua's hands continued to roam restlessly over Lin Xuan's chest.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan could only say, "Hua, once you recover, I will satisfy you properly."
Su Hua's lips curled up. "Then promise me, Ah Xuan, how many days a month?"
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and replied, "Three days."
This number was just right.
Any less and Hua wouldn't be happy; any more, and he wouldn't want it.
"Then remember this, Ah Xuan," Su Hua said, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. "Including what you owe me from before, that makes twenty-one days for the first month after I recover."
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Hua actually remembered all of that!
Twenty-one days in a month, with a minimum of three hours a day.
He was doomed.
He was really going to be sucked dry this time.
"Hua." Lin Xuan's tone carried a hint of despair. "Is it really that much?"
"Then let me tell you how you racked up this debt, Ah Xuan."
Su Hua began to list them out in detail.
"That time we were in the Black Triangle, you seemed to be in touch with another woman, so you owe me four days."
"And then..."
Su Hua went over the list again and again.
"Stop, stop, stop."
Lin Xuan looked like he had nothing left to live for. "Twenty-one days it is, then."
Hua was perfect in every way, except that she got jealous easily and had an incredibly strong libido.
If possible, Hua would probably love to drag him into bed and do that all day long without ever getting bored.
"Okay, I'll be waiting."
Su Hua curled her lips, a flash of triumph crossing her eyes.
Ah Xuan had fallen for it again.
In reality, Ah Xuan hadn't promised her that many days; she had sneakily added a lot of them herself, and Ah Xuan hadn't even noticed.
Su Hua closed her eyes in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.
If they actually went by what Hua said, his kidneys would be ruined. It seemed he would have to use his identity as Doctor Xiaoyao to advise Hua to practice abstinence in bed after her recovery.
At this thought, Lin Xuan felt relieved.
Hua should be very mindful of her own health; otherwise, she wouldn't have restrained herself for the past month.
Hua would definitely follow Doctor Xiaoyao's instructions strictly.
Reassured, Lin Xuan drifted off to sleep.
The next morning.
Su Hua was still sitting on the living room sofa when Lin Xuan prepared to head out.
"Hua, I'm heading to the company first," Lin Xuan said.
Su Hua knew her Ah Xuan was going to put on his disguise.
She nodded and said, "Alright, I'll wait for you to come home."
It would be soon.
In less than an hour, Ah Xuan would be back again.
The Su Group.
Jiang Qing had just finished processing an urgent document.
She suddenly remembered that Lin Xuan was going to treat Su Hua today.
"No, I have to go and see this."
Rubbing her chin with an eager expression, Jiang Qing thought, "President Su knows that Young Master Lin is Doctor Xiaoyao. With Young Master Lin going to treat President Su, it's bound to be a good show."
She absolutely couldn't miss such a great spectacle.
Jiang Qing called Lin Xuan, asking with a smile, "Young Master Lin, when are you planning to go and treat President Su?"
Lin Xuan replied, "Including travel time, I should arrive at Night Manor in about twenty minutes."
Jiang Qing did the math.
It was a fifteen-minute drive from the company to Night Manor, just enough time to catch Young Master Lin treating President Su.
She really couldn't miss this show.
"Secretary Jiang, what's the matter?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
"Oh, nothing," Jiang Qing said with a smile. "Young Master Lin, go ahead with what you're doing. I have something to take care of, so I'll hang up now."
Jiang Qing moved a stack of documents onto her assistant's desk.
"Little Chen, handle all of these. I have something to do and need to head out for a bit. If there are any emergencies at the company, remember to call me. If it's not urgent, don't bother me."
"Secretary Jiang, where are you going?" the assistant asked.
"I'm going to watch a good show," Jiang Qing said excitedly.
She was very curious about how exactly President Su was going to treat this 'Doctor Xiaoyao.'
"Huh? A good show?" the assistant asked curiously. "Secretary Jiang, tell me quickly, what good show?"
Jiang Qing smiled mysteriously. "I'll tell you when the time is right."
At least not until Young Master Lin blew his cover in front of President Su.
"I won't say any more, I'm leaving now."
If she kept talking, she would probably arrive at Night Manor after Young Master Lin. By then, before she could even see President Su, President Su would kick her out.
And then she would miss the good show.
Jiang Qing got into her car and rushed to Night Manor as fast as she could.
Entering the living room, she saw Su Hua sitting on the sofa, reading a business magazine.
She appeared to be reading, but her mind was actually wandering. She seemed to be thinking of something happy, as the corners of her lips curled up from time to time.
"President Su."
Jiang Qing said respectfully, "These documents need your personal review."
Su Hua was in an exceptionally good mood today.
"Mhm." She took the documents Jiang Qing handed her and began flipping through them.
It took her only a minute to finish reading the documents.
She signed her name on them.
She handed the documents back to Jiang Qing, but Jiang Qing lingered, standing right where she was without leaving.
Su Hua's elegant brows furrowed slightly. "Why haven't you left yet?"
Jiang Qing said, "President Su, I seem to have forgotten something important. Let me think about what it was first."
Su Hua returned her gaze to the magazine, ignoring Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing breathed a small sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, President Su didn't insist on kicking her out.
If President Su had forced her to leave, she wouldn't have a good show to watch later.

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

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?"

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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”