Lin Xuan said, "You don't need to thank me too much. The reason I did this was to deal with Lin Li. Helping you was just in passing."
He didn't have the kind heart to save irrelevant people.
"President Lin, no matter what, I am still very grateful to you."
Feng Yaya said, "It's noon now, just in time for lunch. Let me treat you to a meal so I can properly express my gratitude."
"There's no need for lunch," Lin Xuan declined.
He couldn't go out to eat alone with a girl. If Hua found out, no matter the reason, she would drag him into bed as a form of punishment.
He couldn't afford any more trouble right now.
Once more.
He felt his kidneys would be completely ruined.
Furthermore, compared to eating out, he much preferred to quickly eat some takeout in his office and then get a good sleep.
"Alright then."
A hint of disappointment appeared on Feng Yaya's face.
"Then we'll eat together when there's a chance in the future."
"Mm."
Lin Xuan nodded and left.
The moment Lin Xuan turned around, Feng Yaya's eyes revealed an undisguised look of infatuation and deep affection.
Just now, she was afraid her love would be too obvious and cause Lin Xuan to distance himself from her, so she had always hidden her emotions very well when facing him.
She needed to capture Lin Xuan's heart step by step.
It didn't matter that Lin Xuan didn't want to eat with her right now. Their company currently had a lot of cooperation with Tianmu Group.
She would have plenty of opportunities to interact with Lin Xuan in the future.
She would definitely be able to win Lin Xuan over; it was only a matter of time.
The look in Feng Yaya's eyes was caught by Lei Hui.
Lei Hui was an experienced man, how could he not know what that look meant.
Lei Hui shook his head.
There was going to be another heartbroken person in this world.
He had to admit, his boss was truly charming, casually getting liked by outstanding women.
Of course, the boss's most impressive feat was capturing President Su's heart.
Back in the car.
The medical experts sighed with emotion, "This president of Tianmu Group is too amazing. Not only does he have a strong talent for business, but he is also very gifted in medicine. I finally know why he leads students at Shangqing University to research a specific drug for cancer."
"That's right, that's right. I wonder what kind of woman could become Lin Xuan's girlfriend."
Hearing this, the corners of Feng Yaya's lips curled up slightly.
One of the medical experts noticed.
Something's up!
Could it be that Junior President Feng has taken a fancy to Lin Xuan?
Speaking of which.
Lin Xuan helped Junior President Feng see Lin Li's true colors. Lin Xuan was also handsome and capable.
It was very normal for Junior President Feng to fall for Lin Xuan.
Also, Junior President Feng used to be very plump, and now she had turned into a goddess. It was probably because of Lin Xuan that she made the change.
Speaking of which, Junior President Feng and Lin Xuan were quite a good match. He just didn't know if they could work out...
Lin Xuan returned to the lounge and continued his sweet sleep.
He was completely unaware that he had been eyed by yet another woman.
Lei Hui came to Lin Xuan's office.
Seeing that Lin Xuan was awake.
Lei Hui spoke up, "Boss, do you have time to solve the problems for those employees? Those employees look for me every day, and I'm really getting a headache from being pestered."
Lin Xuan nodded and said, "Have them all come to my office."
Forget it.
Better to help them solve it early.
If it wasn't solved, it would pile up, and they wouldn't be able to escape it later anyway.
"Okay, Boss, I'll go instruct them right away," Lei Hui said beamingly.
At the same time, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
He could finally send them away.
On Jiang Yutong's side, she was still perseveringly sending gifts to Lin Xuan.
Without exception, they were all returned by Lin Xuan.
"So hard, it's so hard."
Jiang Yutong leaned back in her office chair, dejected.
This matter of acknowledging a younger brother was truly too tormenting.
But she just didn't want to give up.
Fortunately, she had already bought a villa near Yeyuan.
From now on, she would be able to pester him more.
Having stayed at Shangqing University for so long, it was impossible for Jiang Yutong not to know Su Hua's identity.
She was worried this would agitate her grandfather, so she didn't dare tell Old Master Jiang.
Therefore, Old Master Jiang had been kept in the dark the whole time.
The day the villa was handed over, Jiang Yutong moved in.
Jiang Manting also lived in this villa.
On this day.
Lin Xuan drove his car out of Yeyuan.
Then he saw a row of people standing together, holding up a banner.
It read:
[Little Brother Lin Xuan, hurry up and agree to be my little brother. Big sister will always dote on you.]
Such a stunt, unsurprisingly, was Jiang Yutong's doing.
The veins on Lin Xuan's forehead twitched wildly.
Jiang Yutong had actually found his address and snuck in.
Is it really never-ending?
Lin Xuan stepped on the gas and continued driving outwards.
He found the residential area's security guard.
"Jiang Yutong, an outsider, snuck into our neighborhood. Throw her out."
"I am truly sorry. This Jiang Yutong is a homeowner in our neighborhood, I don't have the authority," the security guard said apologetically.
"Homeowner?" Lin Xuan was stunned.
The security guard nodded, "Yes, she is the homeowner of Dihao Imperial Palace No. 7."
Lin Xuan: "..."
Isn't that right next door to Yeyuan?
In order to acknowledge him as her brother, Jiang Yutong had actually bought the house next door to Yeyuan.
First the company, then the school, and now his home.
Jiang Yutong was really pestering him 360 degrees without any blind spots, wasn't she.
He had to say.
Jiang Yutong had succeeded.
If it were any other method, he really wouldn't have agreed to her, but it just had to be this...
Lin Xuan took a deep breath.
He continued driving back.
On his way back, Jiang Yutong appeared not far from the entrance of Yeyuan.
Lin Xuan was driving a convertible sports car.
Jiang Yutong smilingly introduced herself to Lin Xuan, "Hello, Mr. Lin. I am your new neighbor, Jiang Yutong."
"Hello, what a coincidence. You actually live right next door to me," Lin Xuan twitched his lips.
This Jiang Yutong really was like a dog-skin plaster; no matter how he tried to shake her off, he couldn't.
Forget it.
He might as well agree to their Jiang family.
If he didn't agree for a day, the Jiang family wouldn't let it rest for a day.
It was just that he didn't want to right now.
Lin Xuan expressionlessly continued driving and entered Yeyuan.
Su Hua hadn't gone to work for half a month, and the accumulated work was simply too much.
Adding on the current work.
Su Hua couldn't finish processing it all in a week, leaving early and returning late every day.
After so many days, Lin Xuan had rested enough as well.
"Dahe, do you want to go for a drive?" Lin Xuan asked.
Wang Dahe looked overjoyed, "Xuan, it's been more than half a month, you finally remembered your good brother?"
Lin Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose.
During this time, he had been locked up in Yeyuan every day by Hua for 'punishment'. How could he have the mind to think about anything else?
Lin Xuan: "Adopted son, just one word: go, or not?"
Wang Dahe nodded, "Go! Definitely going!"
"Xuan, drive your Pagani."
"Sure," Lin Xuan nodded.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.”
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.
