Lin Jingyue felt a chill run through her body. "Who exactly is it? This scheme is too terrifying."
Lin Jingyue suddenly recalled the scene of a waiter pouring wine for her at the dining table.
His appearance overlapped with someone in her memory.
"I know who it is," Lin Jingyue said, her emotions agitated. "It's Chen Mo! Chen Mo orchestrated all of this!"
She never expected Chen Mo to do such a thing.
Thank goodness she never got together with Chen Mo. She was her parents' only daughter; Chen Mo's pursuit of her was probably just for her family's wealth.
He had said he was willing to marry into her family. He most likely wanted to get into her family's company and then, step by step, transfer all of their assets away.
Too terrifying.
It was truly terrifying.
Fortunately, she had finally seen his true colors and broken things off with him.
Lin Xuan frowned deeply.
To think it was actually Chen Mo's doing.
He remembered this Chen Mo.
He had rejected Chen Mo from joining the chip lithography machine technology project. Later on, Chen Mo rallied people from Yundu University to slander him.
Hua must have taken action and gotten Chen Mo expelled. Knowing Hua's temper, Chen Mo probably lost his job too.
Chen Mo likely held a grudge against him because of this incident.
Chen Mo was truly the living embodiment of the saying: you bring disaster upon yourself.
With his talent and abilities, he could have had a bright future, but he just had to go out of his way to frame him.
"Lin Xuan," Lin Jingyue looked up at him and said apologetically, "Chen Mo probably targeted you because of me. I am truly sorry for dragging you into this."
Lin Xuan asked curiously, "What is your relationship with him?"
"He pursued me for a long time. I was actually starting to waver, but because he framed you, I saw his true character clearly and told him to stop pestering me. He probably holds a grudge against both of us because of this."
"So that's how it is," Lin Xuan nodded in sudden realization.
That made sense.
Lin Xuan glanced at the watch on his left wrist and said, "Lin Jingyue, it's getting late. You should leave first. If someone comes in later and sees the two of us alone together, I'm afraid there will be gossip."
A lone man and woman, both having been drinking, staying together in a hotel room, even if nothing happened between them, many people wouldn't believe it.
He didn't care what others thought of them; the key issue was Hua.
Hua would definitely be insanely jealous, and the consequence would be the doom of his kidneys.
"Alright."
Lin Jingyue nodded. "Lin Xuan, I'll take my leave then. Take care."
Knowing that Lin Xuan had his own plans, Lin Jingyue didn't say much else and left immediately.
Lin Xuan returned to the bed and lay back down.
Now he just needed to wait. Wait for the culprit to walk right into the trap.
Lin Xuan picked up his phone.
"Boss, what are your orders?" Wang Ba's voice came through the phone.
Lin Xuan said, "I'm currently at the Imperial City Hotel. Arrange for a few ugly, old women to be brought over and kept on standby. Wait for my further instructions."
"Understood, Boss."
Wang Ba could tell that his boss was about to stir up trouble again.
It was just a pity that he was currently abroad. If he had been in Yundu, he definitely would have flown over immediately to watch the show.
In another private dining room.
Su Hua spoke, "Mr. Wang, let's conclude our discussion on the partnership for today. We can find another time to go over the details."
"Alright, President Su," Mr. Wang nodded.
He sighed in admiration inwardly once again.
It was truly rare to see a high-ranking executive like President Su be so amiable.
"President Su, would you like me to see you off?" Mr. Wang offered.
"No need, I'm not heading back just yet. I still have things to attend to," Su Hua said with a curl of her lips.
"May I ask what it is?" Mr. Wang asked curiously.
Su Hua smiled faintly, "I'm going to look for my boyfriend."
Jiang Qing's face revealed a look of sudden realization.
She knew it; President Su had changed the meeting location to the Imperial City Hotel entirely because of Young Master Lin.
"President Su, you and your boyfriend are truly affectionate," Mr. Wang said. "In that case, I won't disturb you and your boyfriend any longer."
Mr. Wang really wanted to tag along and see exactly who Su Hua's boyfriend was. He wondered what kind of outstanding man could make President Su adore him so much.
Speaking of which, among the younger generation, he felt the most impressive one was Lin Xuan. He was highly attractive and a business genius. He and President Su would actually be quite a good match.
However, it was probably impossible for President Su to be with a man younger than herself.
Mr. Wang couldn't help but think.
If the two of them were really together, they would definitely make a perfect couple.
"President Su, I'll take my leave."
Mr. Wang left the private room.
Su Hua then made her way to private room 605.
Her gaze swept across the people present, trying to find Lin Xuan's figure.
But her Ah Xuan was nowhere to be seen.
Su Hua frowned deeply.
The students from Shangqing University looked at Su Hua, sighing inwardly.
It was a pity that President Jiang had something to do tonight and couldn't make it.
If she had come, they felt like there would have been a great show to watch.
The principal asked, "President Su, did you come looking for Lin Xuan?"
"Yes, that's right," Su Hua nodded slightly. "Where is Ah Xuan?"
The principal replied, "He got drunk, so I already had someone escort him to a hotel room to rest."
Wang Dahe raised his hand and said, "President Su, Xuan is in room 803. This is his room card."
Wang Dahe handed the room card over to Su Hua.
"Mhm."
Su Hua nodded.
She left the private room.
Back inside the private room, Luo Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Dahe, aren't you the one who loves sucking up to President Su the most? Now that President Su is here, aren't you going to follow her?"
Wang Dahe rolled his eyes hard.
"Why would I follow her? This is private time for President Su and Xuan. If I tag along, wouldn't I just be a massive third wheel?"
Luo Yuan nodded in sudden realization.
He finally understood why a guy like Wang Dahe was able to receive so many rewards from President Su.
He was just too good at playing the game.
"Dahe," Luo Yuan spoke up. "Take me under your wing. Teach me. I want to get rewards from President Su too."
Wang Dahe said, "It's very simple."
"Wait." Luo Yuan took out his phone and opened his notes app.
"You can speak now."
This was all valuable information; he had to make sure he recorded it properly.
Wang Dahe began to explain, "It goes like this. If Xuan ever gets bullied by anyone, you must remember to tell President Su. If any woman dares to get close to him..."
"I should tell President Su that too, right?" Luo Yuan interrupted.
"No, no, no," Wang Dahe shook his head. "Do not tell President Su. If you tell President Su, Xuan will be in deep trouble, and President Su won't be happy about it either."
Backstabbing a bro was something he absolutely could not do.
He still had a bottom line.
Between Xuan and President Su, he couldn't afford to offend either side.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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?"
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.”
