"Are you all that free?"
Su Hua walked over, her expression icy.
"Miss," the maids quickly lowered their heads and called out respectfully.
The freezing aura surrounding Su Hua made the maids shiver.
They felt extremely uneasy.
The Miss's expression today looked truly terrifying.
It was their fault for neglecting their duties just to ask the doctor for his WeChat.
However, given the Miss's usual temperament, she shouldn't have been this angry over such a trivial matter.
Su Hua spoke coldly, "It is working hours, and you are crowding around a man asking for his WeChat?"
The maids kept their heads down and said, "We are sorry, Miss. We know we were wrong."
Su Hua added coldly, "All of your bonuses for the next three months will be deducted."
None of the maids dared to voice a single complaint.
Instead, they were secretly rejoicing that the Miss hadn't fired them.
If they were fired, it would be very difficult to find another job as easy and well-paying as the one at Night Manor.
"You may leave now," Su Hua said.
"Yes."
Not daring to linger any longer, the maids quickly dispersed.
Su Hua walked up to Lin Xuan.
"Sir, I apologize. It was my failure to properly discipline the manor's servants," Su Hua said.
"It's fine," Lin Xuan shook his head.
His current identity was Doctor Xiaoyao. Being pestered by these women didn't affect him much.
"Doctor Xiaoyao," Su Hua raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, you seem to attract just as much romantic attention as my boyfriend. He is also surrounded by countless women who want to replace me and become Xuan's woman."
It was just that they were destined to fail.
"Miss Su, attracting romantic attention isn't something we can control. As long as your boyfriend doesn't get close to those women, it will be fine," Lin Xuan said.
Su Hua lowered her eyes.
How could she not know this logic?
But whenever she saw those women pestering her Xuan, she just couldn't control herself.
"Miss Su, I will take my leave now," Lin Xuan said.
"Doctor Xiaoyao, let me walk you out," Su Hua offered.
"No need," Lin Xuan quickly shook his head. "I wouldn't want to trouble you, Miss Su."
If he let Hua walk him out, Hua would definitely find a lot more to say to him.
The more he spoke, the more likely he was to make a mistake.
Hua was observant and knew him all too well.
If she noticed any clues, he would be finished.
Without waiting for Su Hua to say another word, Lin Xuan hurriedly left the living room.
Su Hua watched Lin Xuan's retreating back, the corners of her lips curling up unconsciously.
Butler Wang looked at the expression on Su Hua's face and couldn't help but say, "Miss, why do I always feel like you treat this doctor differently?"
Su Hua looked at Butler Wang. "How is it different?"
Butler Wang replied, "I feel like you really dislike him interacting with other women. Also, I rarely see you talk to outsiders about the matters between you and Young Master Lin, yet you told him quite a lot."
Of course, showing off their affection was an exception; she was always eager to display her sweetness with Young Master Lin in front of outsiders.
Su Hua curled her lips and said, "Because to me, he is very special."
"Huh?"
Butler Wang was dumbfounded.
What did the Miss mean by that? What did she mean by special?
Could it be that the Miss had taken a fancy to him?
At this thought, Butler Wang shook his head frantically.
Impossible, he must be overthinking it! The Miss only liked Young Master Lin; how could she ever fall for another man?
It must be because he could cure the Miss's illness, which was why she felt he was different.
Right!
That must be it!
"Go prepare lunch," Su Hua said as she sat down on the living room sofa. "Make some of the dishes that Xuan loves to eat," she instructed.
"Yes," the servant replied respectfully.
Su Hua picked up her phone and called Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan had just gotten into his car.
Su Hua's call came through right then.
Lin Xuan let out a slight sigh of relief.
Thank goodness. When he appeared in front of Hua as Doctor Xiaoyao, she hadn't tried to call him.
Lin Xuan answered the call and placed the phone to his ear.
"Hua, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan switched back to his original voice.
Hearing the familiar voice, Su Hua's eyes curved slightly in a smile.
She still preferred Xuan's original voice.
"Xuan, when are you coming back? If you haven't finished your work yet, I want to come find you," Su Hua said.
"No, no need, Hua. You don't have to come to the company to look for me," Lin Xuan quickly shook his head and said.
If Hua went to Tianmu Group, she would find out that he hadn't been to the company at all this entire morning.
When that happened, he wouldn't even know how to explain it to Hua.
"Hua."
Lin Xuan continued, "I am almost done with my work now. I'll hurry back soon, so just wait for me at home."
"Alright," Su Hua's eyes curved into a smile. "Then I will wait obediently for Xuan to return."
Lin Xuan hung up the phone.
He peeled off his human skin mask, went to a hair salon to quickly change back to his original hairstyle, and also changed his clothes.
After doing all this, Lin Xuan asked a subordinate from his Golden Dragon Gang, "Can you tell if there is any difference between my current look and my previous one?"
The subordinate looked at Lin Xuan for a good while before shaking his head and replying, "No."
Lin Xuan let out a slight breath of relief.
"Take me back."
The subordinate of the Golden Dragon Gang was full of curiosity.
He wondered what kind of game the gang leader was playing with his girlfriend. Couldn't he just treat his girlfriend directly? Why did he have to go through all the trouble to disguise his identity?
Was this some kind of new roleplay?
When Lin Xuan returned to the living room of Night Manor.
Looking at Lin Xuan, Butler Wang suddenly realized that the doctor who came to treat the Miss today bore some resemblance to Young Master Lin in certain aspects, such as his figure and temperament.
No wonder the Miss treated that doctor differently. It turned out he was just benefiting from his resemblance to Young Master Lin.
"Hua."
Lin Xuan sat down next to Su Hua and asked, "Have you eaten lunch yet?"
Su Hua looked at Lin Xuan, pursed her lips, and said, "Doctor Xiaoyao came to treat me today. Shouldn't Xuan's first priority be asking about my health?"
"Could it be that I am not that important in Xuan's heart?"
Lin Xuan's expression stiffened.
He had actually forgotten about that.
"Hua," Lin Xuan casually made up an excuse, "I already confirmed your condition with Doctor Xiaoyao and knew that you would be cured very soon, so I didn't ask you."
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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.”
