Jiang Qing trembled slightly upon hearing Su Hua's instructions.
Lin Li should be grateful that he could still serve as Young Master Lin's plaything.
Otherwise, given Su Hua's temperament, this time he was caught, it might have ended with him becoming a corpse rather than just losing his manhood.
"Yes, I'll notify them right away to make Lin Li wish he were dead," Jiang Qing replied.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan pushed open the bathroom door, looking puzzled. "What are you giving me to play with?"
Su Hua set her phone down calmly.
Barefoot on the soft carpet, she walked up to Lin Xuan, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered seductively by his lips.
"Just some games for couples."
"Gulp." Lin Xuan could clearly hear himself swallowing hard.
To others, Su Hua was the serious, no-nonsense female CEO.
Only Lin Xuan knew just how wild and seductive Su Hua could be.
He had no idea where she came up with so many tricks.
As he looked at the woman before him, her eyes alluring and playful, a sense of anticipation rose in his heart.
What was she planning to do this time?
"Ah Xuan," Su Hua lowered her voice, "Be a good boy and wait for me here, okay?"
She let go of Lin Xuan and walked into the walk-in closet.
"Ahem." Lin Xuan cleared his throat, sitting on the bed and pretending to play with his phone, though his eyes kept darting toward the closet.
Wang Dahe excitedly messaged Lin Xuan.
[Bro]: Xuanzi, I've got some explosive news for you—Qin Ruoyao had a miscarriage!
Qin Ruoyao had a miscarriage?
Lin Xuan was intrigued: [What happened?]
[Bro]: Heard she got hit by a car. Karma's a bitch, huh? Serves her right!
Lin Xuan frowned.
Things like this didn't just happen by coincidence. Qin Ruoyao's miscarriage was likely tied to Lin Li.
Lin Xuan smirked.
Tsk tsk tsk, what a classic case of dogs eating dogs.
[When did this happen, bro? How did you find out?] Lin Xuan asked curiously.
Wang Dahe, with a piece of bread in his mouth, furiously typed on his phone.
[Just tonight. Wang Xiaoli from our class had a fever and went to the hospital. She saw Qin Ruoyao being wheeled into the maternity ward. Her dad works at the hospital, so she got the scoop.]
[Qin Ruoyao probably thought she could marry into the Lin family with this kid. Now her dreams are shattered. And Lin Li must be devastated without the child.]
Lin Xuan replied thoughtfully: [Maybe Lin Li got rid of the kid himself.]
Wang Dahe: ???
Got rid of it himself?
[Bro]: Holy shit, that's insane!
[Bro]: Xuanzi, do you know something we don't?
[Bro]: Stop holding out on me, man. You're killing me with curiosity.
At this point, Lin Xuan's attention was no longer on his phone. He was staring dumbfounded at the woman before him.
Su Hua's soft hair cascaded over her shoulders as she wore a sheer white chiffon dress.
She wasn't wearing anything underneath!
The alluring sight beneath the chiffon dress was faintly visible.
Further down were her long, slender, and perfectly proportioned legs, leaving much to the imagination.
Damn!
He was about to get a nosebleed.
This half-revealed, half-concealed look was the most tantalizing.
Lin Xuan struggled to look away.
[Yellow Imp: Dude, you've done this so many times already. What are you being shy for? Man up and go for it!]
The Yellow Imp was cheering him on wildly.
Meanwhile, the White Imp sat in a corner, drawing circles on the ground.
Their master used to be so pure, but now Su Hua had corrupted him, leaving no room for the White Imp.
Wah wah wah~
Lin Xuan was still hesitating.
Should he go for it? Really?
Su Hua noticed Lin Xuan's reaction and curled her crimson lips into a smile. She stepped softly on the carpet, slowly approaching him.
"Hua... Hua Bao," Lin Xuan's heart was racing.
Su Hua pushed Lin Xuan onto the bed, her soft body pressing against his. "Ah Xuan, be a good boy tonight, okay?"
"Try on all those outfits for me."
She had collected quite a few outfits this time, and they could try them on one by one.
"Damn it, Xuanzi, where'd you go?" Wang Dahe muttered, frustrated with his phone.
How could he just disappear mid-conversation?
Wang Dahe was dying to know what Lin Xuan meant about Lin Li getting rid of the kid himself. What was that about?
Unable to wait any longer, Wang Dahe called Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan, busy dealing with the seductive woman, tried to swipe his phone to hang up.
But to his horror, he accidentally hit the answer button instead.
Wang Dahe was about to speak when he heard Su Hua's muffled, restrained voice.
"Good boy, kiss me..."
Holy crap.
That was CEO Su's voice!
And this was Xuanzi's phone.
Were they...?
Ahem.
Wang Dahe immediately hung up.
No wonder Xuanzi wasn't responding. He was with CEO Su, and it sounded like she was the one taking the lead.
Explosive.
From the sound of it, CEO Su was on top...
They sure knew how to have fun.
Lin Qingwan also received a report from her subordinates about the investigation into Skyline Group.
She carried the report into Lin Chang's study.
"Dad, here's the report on Skyline Group," Lin Qingwan reported. "Currently, Skyline Group is involved in the entertainment industry, literature, and short video platforms."
"Many of their artists were either blacklisted by us or couldn't make it in our company."
"They're producing TV dramas and movies. Oh, and I heard they've submitted two animated films for review."
Lin Chang's expression grew darker as he read the report.
Look at this!
Lin Xuan's actions and the scope of his company's operations were clearly targeting Starlight Group.
"Dad, I think Xuan is quite impressive. In just a few months, he's built the company to this level."
"Impressive?" Lin Chang sneered. "What good is that? I'm his father, the one who raised him, and yet he's deliberately undermining our company!"
No wonder Lin Xuan had refused to return to the Lin family—he had his own backing now!
"Lin Xuan, oh Lin Xuan," Lin Chang's eyes were filled with coldness. "Since you don't care about family ties, don't blame me for what comes next."
"You think starting a company makes you untouchable? I'll clip your wings."
Once Skyline Group collapses and he faces setbacks, he'll naturally remember the benefits of the Lin family.
"Dad, what are you planning to do to Xuan?" Lin Qingwan asked with a frown.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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.”
