Invitations Are Being Sent Out

"Little Xuan, if you and Hua'er don't have time to take care of the child in the future, just bring the child to Grandpa. Grandpa is retired now and has plenty of free time to help you watch the baby."

Before Lin Xuan could answer, Old Master Su's booming voice rang out from the doorway.

"You can't let him take care of the baby, let me do it."

Grandpa Jiang frowned and looked toward the door. Sure enough, he saw Old Master Su.

Grandpa Jiang's hostile gaze fell upon Old Master Su. Why did it feel like this Old Man Su was everywhere?

Old Master Su marched in proudly.

"Little Xuan, your Grandpa here is much healthier and tougher than Old Man Jiang. Old Man Jiang was so sick he couldn't even get out of bed before. If you let him watch the child, it will exhaust him. Better not let Old Man Jiang do it, let me."

"Old Man Su," Grandpa Jiang blew his beard and glared indignantly. "My health is perfectly fine now, I'm tough as nails. Little Xuan cured me. Are you trying to question Little Xuan's medical skills?"

Old Master Su glared back at Grandpa Jiang. "Aren't I just being considerate of your health? You're mistaking my good intentions for malice."

This was the first time Old Master Su and Grandpa Jiang had argued in front of Lin Xuan.

Before, whenever Lin Xuan was around, the two of them always pretended to have a great relationship, like close brothers.

Lin Xuan frowned.

Weren't they on really good terms?

Why were they arguing?

They looked just like a pair of enemies...

"Hmph," Grandpa Jiang let out a heavy, cold snort.

"Old Man Su, you, having good intentions? Don't think I don't know what you're up to. You just want to fight me for my great-grandchild."

Grandpa Jiang looked amiably at Su Hua and Lin Xuan.

"Little Xuan, Hua'er, just leave the child to me when the time comes. I promise to raise and teach them perfectly."

Old Master Su ground his teeth.

Why did this Old Man Jiang have to fight him over raising a child too?

Grandpa Jiang said, "Little Xuan, Hua'er, let me tell you, it's not a good idea to leave the child with Old Man Su. Just look at how his own biological son, Su Hai, turned out. Unfilial. He clearly received plenty of benefits, yet he's still coveting the Su family's property. Leaving the child with Old Man Su carries a huge risk."

Old Master Su's eyes widened. "That was because I was set up and did something foolish, resulting in his birth. I never taught that Su Sheng."

"What about you? Look at how Jiang Shuqin turned out under your teaching!"

Grandpa Jiang retorted, "I've already severed ties with Jiang Shuqin. She's no longer my daughter."

Old Master Su: "I'm just asking you, did she grow up by your side or not?"

Listening to the two of them bickering back and forth, Lin Xuan felt a massive headache coming on.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Su."

Lin Xuan said helplessly, "Pregnancy takes ten months. It's still a long time before Hua gives birth to the baby. We can talk about who will take care of the child later."

Grandpa Jiang and Old Master Su shot each other a hostile glare.

They both snorted coldly.

Then they both turned their heads away.

"By the way, Little Xuan."

Old Master Su walked over and sat down next to Lin Xuan.

"Little Xuan, now that you're having a child, isn't it about time to arrange the wedding?"

Having Little Xuan and Hua'er get married sooner would put his mind at ease sooner.

He couldn't help it.

Little Xuan was simply too outstanding; no matter where he went, there was always a group of women secretly crushing on him.

He needed to lock things down between Little Xuan and Hua'er as soon as possible.

Lin Xuan replied, "Grandpa, Hua and I have decided to get married on the ninth of next month."

"Good, good, good."

Old Master Su nodded with a smile.

The next day.

Lin Xuan personally brought the wedding invitations to the Su Corporation to hand them out.

The Su Corporation had too many employees.

It was impossible to invite every single one.

So, he gave invitations to some of the higher-ups, and as for the regular employees, Lin Xuan treated them to milk tea and wedding candies.

"Young Master Lin, congratulations. Wishing you and President Su a long and happy marriage, full of love."

"Thank you, we certainly will," Lin Xuan nodded with a smile.

Huo Shen returned to his department and looked at the wedding candies placed on the employees' desks.

He frowned.

The employees also noticed Huo Shen coming in, and their expressions were a bit peculiar.

Lin Xuan also saw Huo Shen, raised an eyebrow, and walked over.

"Director Huo, long time no see."

Although Huo Shen deeply hated Lin Xuan in his heart, hating him for stealing away the attention of Old Master Su and Su Hua, he still maintained a gentle and refined facade. "Young Master Lin, long time no see."

"I wonder what brings Young Master Lin to our department today?"

Lin Xuan took out an invitation.

The red invitation appeared in front of Huo Shen, with the words "Wedding Banquet" stamped in gold on it.

Huo Shen's pupils suddenly shrank.

This was...

Lin Xuan was very satisfied to see this expression on Huo Shen's face.

He curled his lips.

"The ninth of next month is the wedding for me and Hua. I'd like to invite Director Huo to attend."

Huo Shen clenched his fists.

They were actually getting married.

Huo Shen's eyes grew dark, but soon, a smile replaced the gloom on his face. He took the invitation. "Alright, I will definitely attend your wedding."

Lin Xuan smiled. "Then I will look forward to your gracious presence, Director Huo."

He walked out of Huo Shen's department.

The moment Lin Xuan turned around, Huo Shen's face instantly darkened.

He strode back to his office.

The employees had been quietly observing Huo Shen the whole time.

As soon as the door to Huo Shen's office closed, they couldn't help but gather together to discuss.

"Did you guys see the look on Huo Shen's face just now? It was terrifying."

"How could it not be terrifying? He has always wanted to replace Young Master Lin and become President Su's husband. Now that Young Master Lin and President Su are getting married, he's naturally unwilling to accept it."

"Seeing Huo Shen looking like that really makes me feel incredibly satisfied. Tsk tsk tsk, this Huo Shen actually thought he could climb the ranks and become President Su's man. He should look in the mirror and see how he could possibly compare to Young Master Lin."

"Seeing Huo Shen's ugly expression is truly satisfying."

None of these employees liked Huo Shen.

But they all really liked Lin Xuan.

They couldn't be happier that Lin Xuan and Su Hua were getting married.

They quickly shifted the topic to Su Hua and Lin Xuan.

"It hasn't been easy, our President Su finally gets her wish and is marrying Young Master Lin."

"Right, right, right. Now that Young Master Lin and President Su are getting their marriage certificate, we don't have to worry about Young Master Lin running away."

"Exactly, Young Master Lin can only be our President Su's man."

"Life right now is just way too happy. I almost forgot about the constant low pressure that hovered over our company all day long before President Su and Young Master Lin got together."

Back then, they were under a tremendous amount of pressure at work.

They also had to work overtime frequently.

Compared to before, their current days were practically heavenly.

They rarely needed to work overtime, and their salaries were high.

They knew very well that the biggest contributor to their current lifestyle was Lin Xuan.

Therefore, they hoped to tie Lin Xuan and President Su tightly together.

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