She Cried

Su Hua stepped out of the bathroom.

Lin Xuan hurriedly approached her, phone in hand, and explained, "Su Hua, these are the chat records between me and Qin Ruoyao from this afternoon. Yes, I did contact her, but I swear there was nothing inappropriate between us."

Su Hua glanced at the messages and was visibly taken aback.

"Su Hua, I’ve made up my mind. I won’t have feelings for Qin Ruoyao anymore. I’ll stay by your side and do my best to be the man you deserve," Lin Xuan declared earnestly.

"Mm," Su Hua responded, her earlier hostility completely dissipating.

Su Hua leaned in, her red lips brushing against Lin Xuan’s ear, "Ah Xuan, if you’re acting, keep it up. If today wasn’t a misunderstanding, I’ll cut off all your means of communication."

Lin Xuan sighed helplessly.

Well, Su Hua still thought he was putting on an act.

But it was understandable. Before Su Hua went abroad, they had been in a heated argument. As soon as she left, he had rushed to marry Qin Ruoyao, forcing Su Hua to abandon a major deal and return to stop the wedding.

He really was a handful.

Lin Xuan sighed again. Fine, he’d prove his sincerity through actions in the future.

"Su Hua, about the bite mark on your shoulder… let me apply some medicine for you," Lin Xuan said guiltily, eyeing the wound on her delicate shoulder. He had been bold enough to bite her.

But Su Hua didn’t seem angry. In fact, she had been even more excited, leaving him utterly drained.

Jiang Qing walked into the Night Garden with a contract in hand.

"Butler Wang, where is President Su?" She had tried calling Su Hua several times for a work matter but got no response, so she decided to come to the Night Garden in person, bringing along a contract for Su Hua to sign.

It was strange. Their president was a workaholic, even going to the office with a 39-degree fever. Yet, this afternoon, she hadn’t shown up or informed anyone.

"Miss is resting in her room," Butler Wang replied.

"Resting at this hour? Is President Su feeling unwell?" Jiang Qing asked with concern.

"Not exactly," Butler Wang coughed lightly. "She’s just a bit tired. Young Master Lin is with her, so you don’t need to worry, Secretary Jiang."

Jiang Qing frowned. "Butler Wang, how could you let President Su be alone with Lin Xuan? That’s too dangerous!"

Butler Wang reassured her, "Secretary Jiang, Young Master Lin has changed a lot. He won’t do anything to Miss. You can rest assured."

Jiang Qing looked at him skeptically.

Lin Xuan had been forced into marriage by President Su. Shouldn’t he hate her? Why would he treat her kindly?

Butler Wang added, "Besides, if Young Master Lin were to harm Miss, would she even resist?"

Jiang Qing fell silent.

She wouldn’t resist…

At that moment, Su Hua descended the stairs, wearing a white slip dress with a sheer shawl draped over her shoulders. Her dark hair cascaded down her chest, giving her an air of serene beauty.

Jiang Qing was momentarily stunned.

President Su had been abducted at a young age and trained into a cold, ruthless killing machine. At sixteen, she returned to the Su family, only to live in constant danger. She had climbed to the position of head of the Su Financial Group by stepping over countless corpses.

She was always on guard against assassination attempts. Once, she was stranded on a deserted island for two months, and twice, she nearly died.

If President Su hadn’t gone through all that, she might have been a carefree socialite, always with a smile on her face.

Su Hua reached the bottom of the stairs and asked, "What’s the matter?"

"President Su, there’s a matter at the company," Jiang Qing reported the situation honestly.

Su Hua nodded. "Alright, proceed according to their company’s requirements."

"President Su, there’s also this contract for you to sign."

"Sure."

As Su Hua signed the contract, Jiang Qing stood behind her and accidentally caught sight of something—a fresh bite mark on her shoulder.

Recalling what Butler Wang had said about Lin Xuan being with President Su, Jiang Qing suddenly connected the dots.

So, President Su and Lin Xuan had been…

Two words came to Jiang Qing’s mind: a seductive distraction, and a ruler neglecting her duties.

After Su Hua finished signing the contract, Jiang Qing didn’t linger, though she did glance a few times at Lin Xuan, who was coming down the stairs.

President Su cared for no one in this world except Lin Xuan. She could only hope that Lin Xuan wouldn’t betray her sincerity.

For the next two days, Lin Xuan and Su Hua coexisted peacefully.

That evening, Su Hua was lounging on the sofa in the bedroom, flipping through a financial magazine.

Fresh out of the shower, she looked as radiant as a lotus flower, her damp hair resting on her shoulders, and her black sheer dress accentuating her alluring curves.

Lin Xuan gathered his courage and walked in. "Su Hua…"

"What is it?"

At the last moment, Lin Xuan chickened out. He had intended to ask Su Hua for his freedom, but he knew it would provoke her possessive nature.

Instead, he said, "Su Hua, it’s not good for your health to leave your hair wet. Let me dry it for you."

Lin Xuan picked up the hairdryer and began drying Su Hua’s hair, her soft, ink-black strands slipping through his fingers.

He hadn’t noticed before how beautiful and silky her hair was. He must have been blind!

Once her hair was dry, Su Hua gently pinned Lin Xuan to the bed, her hair falling onto his face, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance.

This position…

"Gulp." Lin Xuan could hear himself swallowing hard.

Su Hua lifted his chin with her fingers, her red lips parting slightly. "Ah Xuan, you’re so good to me. I really feel like devouring you."

Was she talking about… that kind of devouring?

Lin Xuan felt a surge of anticipation.

But… Su Hua was always so intense that he wasn’t sure he could handle it.

Su Hua’s eyes gleamed with a manic intensity. "That way, we could become one, inseparable for eternity."

Her expression was deadly serious, her crimson-painted fingers tracing his throat.

Lin Xuan stammered weakly, "Um, there’s no need to devour me. I can provide emotional support, Su Hua. Don’t you like me alive and well?"

She did.

Su Hua’s gaze darkened.

But she was terrified. Terrified that this was all a dream, and when she woke up, he would still be the man desperate to escape her.

Su Hua chuckled softly. "Alright, I’ll give you that chance."