Keep Pestering Him

Lin Xuan pressed his aching temples. "There are so many men in the world, and with the strength of your Jiang family, there should be plenty of people willing to be your younger brother. Why do you have to pester me?"

Jiang Yutong replied, "Although there are millions of men younger than me in this world, not just anyone is qualified to be my younger brother."

"Little Xuan, I, Jiang Yutong, will only recognize you as my younger brother in this life. I won't pay attention to anyone else."

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Suit yourself then."

"Here, a gift."

Jiang Yutong handed the gift bag in her hand to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan said, "I don't need it."

Damn it.

He regretted it.

He regretted seeking out Jiang Yutong for cooperation and joining forces with her to deal with Lin Qingwan.

It was at that time that Jiang Yutong set her sights on him and wanted him to be this younger brother.

Lin Xuan had wavered several times.

However, whenever he thought of everything the Lin sisters had done to him, he suppressed the stirring in his heart.

He lacked nothing now.

He had money, a company, reputation, and Hua accompanying him by his side.

He no longer needed anything else, especially that bullshit familial affection.

Lin Xuan said expressionlessly, "Second Miss Jiang, just take these back. I don't need them."

After speaking.

He walked past Jiang Yutong and left.

Jiang Yutong sighed.

Alas.

Little Xuan still didn't appreciate it.

However, before coming over, she had anticipated this result.

Little Xuan was not so easily moved; she could only think of other methods.

She believed that one day, Little Xuan would definitely recognize her as his older sister.

Jiang Yutong stroked her chin and began to think.

She felt that just pestering Little Xuan wouldn't really work; she had to combine it with other methods.

Jiang Yutong sent a private message again to Fufu Stabbed Me, who had given her advice on Weibo.

[I've been pestering him for a long time, but he still refuses to recognize me as his older sister. I feel like he's getting a bit annoyed with me. Quick, tell me, are there any other ways?]

[If you really help me win back my younger brother, I'll give you ten million! I, Jiang Yutong, always keep my word!]

Seeing this message, Lei Hui stroked his chin.

He replied to Jiang Yutong with a leisurely expression.

[Pester him! Keep pestering him! If he acts annoyed with you, it means he is clearly wavering. Believe me, he is not far from recognizing you. By the way, I suggest you continue to investigate his residence. When he's at home, absolutely do not let him off the hook.]

He didn't give Jiang Yutong these suggestions for the money.

He just wanted to find a big backer for the company.

Is that so?

Jiang Yutong stroked her chin.

Slapping the table: [Alright, Fufu Stabbed Me, I'll listen to you. I will continue to pester him.]

If Lin Xuan knew that Jiang Yutong's shameless pestering was suggested by Lei Hui, he would definitely roast him mercilessly.

Uncle Lei, I'm really blessed to have you.

Jiang Yutong immediately went to find Jiang Manting.

"Sis," Jiang Yutong said with a beaming smile.

"Spit it out, what is it?" Jiang Manting glanced at her younger sister.

With a smile like that, she was definitely up to no good.

She definitely had something to beg her for.

"Sister, my pestering of Little Xuan recently has had a great effect. I don't want to give him a chance to breathe, so please use the forces under your command to help me find out where Little Xuan lives," Jiang Yutong said ingratiatingly.

"Okay."

Jiang Manting nodded without hesitation.

In the past, unless it was someone who had offended their Jiang family, she wouldn't easily investigate the other party's residence.

But this was a way to win back Little Xuan.

Whatever Tongtong said, went.

Jiang Manting fell into deep thought.

Little Xuan's girlfriend was Su Hua, and the two of them should be living together, so she only needed to check Su Hua's residence.

Over the next few days.

Lin Xuan came to the company every day. Besides solving problems for the employees, he basically just slept or crossed his legs while playing on his phone.

Lei Hui looked amazed.

In the past, the boss wouldn't come to the company even once a month, but this week, he actually came every day.

Was this still their boss?

Could the boss be possessed by something?

"Boss."

Lei Hui couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you coming to the company every day now?"

Lin Xuan: "This is my company, and I want to develop it well."

He couldn't exactly tell Lei Hui that he was doing it to hide from Hua.

He was worried that Hua would lure him into bed again, so he deliberately came to the company to hide.

Lei Hui glanced at Lin Xuan. "Boss, do you think I believe that?"

"Unless you can bring out another game proposal for us to make."

The two games, PUBG and Honor of Kings, had allowed them to dominate most of the mobile game market.

There were also WeChat mini-program games like Jump Jump and Sheep a Sheep, which were also huge hits.

Every game the boss brought out became a massive hit.

Lei Hui was really looking forward to the next game Lin Xuan would bring out.

"It's already prepared. Take it and study it."

Lin Xuan tossed a folder to Lei Hui.

Lei Hui couldn't wait to pick it up and check it out.

"Black Myth: Wukong?"

Seeing the contents inside, Lei Hui revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

This game had multiple different endings. During the playthrough, every choice made could lead to a different ending.

Not bad at all.

As expected, anything the boss produced was a masterpiece.

This game would definitely be a smash hit.

"Boss, I'll go gather the employees from all departments right now to study this game." Lei Hui impatiently left the office.

For the rest of the day, all the people who usually looked for Lin Xuan to ask questions were gone.

Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

It was finally quiet.

Actually, Lin Xuan had planned to bring out this game after some time.

Wasn't it because he was worried they would bother him that he brought it out early?

Wang Ba called to contact Lin Xuan.

"What is it?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Boss," Wang Ba said, "Su Sheng's group is still constantly thinking about making a move on you. They even sent a lot of extra manpower to deal with you, but in the end, they were all taken out by President Su's people."

"Mhm." Lin Xuan nodded.

Hua had always been secretly protecting him; he knew this.

"Boss, everything you mentioned before, I've already arranged. When do you plan to deal with Su Sheng and the others?"

Wang Ba couldn't wait to deal with Su Sheng.

Lin Xuan rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Let's wait a few more days."

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