The Male Fox Spirit

Qin Ruoyao's mother gently stroked her daughter's hair. "Ruoyao, let it go. It's time to start a new life."

Qin Ruoyao clenched her fists tightly.

Start a new life?

She had already dropped out of Qinghua University, leaving her with only a high school diploma. She couldn't break into the entertainment industry, so was she supposed to settle for a mundane job earning a meager two or three thousand yuan a month?

She couldn't accept it.

She was supposed to be a prodigy, a golden child!

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In a dimly lit room in the United States, a stunning woman dressed in black sat impassively on a golden nanmu chair intricately carved with serpent motifs, exuding an air of regal authority.

A deep gash ran down her arm, blood dripping steadily onto the floor.

Su Hua's indifferent gaze swept over the ten men kneeling before her.

They stared at her in terror.

They had thought she was just an ordinary CEO, nothing more. That's why they had accepted the mission to kill her.

But she was no ordinary woman—she was the infamous "Dark Rose."

The mere mention of Dark Rose struck fear into the hearts of many.

They were a notorious underground organization from the Golden Triangle, yet in just one day, their entire group had been wiped out—some killed, others captured, with no one spared.

"We apologize for our ignorance. We had no idea who you were. Please, Ms. Su, show us mercy. We will serve you faithfully from now on," one of the men pleaded, kowtowing frantically.

They begged for their lives.

Su Hua watched them with an icy calm.

Then, a faint, almost beautiful smile curved her lips. To the men, however, it was the smile of a demon.

Her crimson lips parted as she spoke softly, "No one who falls into my hands ever leaves alive."

She licked her lips.

Young Master Lin didn't like her getting blood on her hands, so she had restrained herself for a long time.

But here, abroad, she didn't have to worry about him seeing her brutal side. She could finally let loose.

She loved blood.

She loved watching people die in despair.

It made her blood boil with excitement.

She had grown up among the dead, and her thirst for blood had been ingrained in her since childhood.

Su Hua picked up a knife and walked slowly toward the men. Each step made their trembling bodies shake even more.

She stopped in front of the leader.

Under his petrified gaze, she began slicing into his flesh, one cut after another, each deep enough to reveal bone.

"Ahhhhh—" His agonized screams filled the room, growing weaker until they faded into silence.

Jiang Qing shook her head.

"Provoking Ms. Su? That's just asking for death," she muttered.

When Su Hua had had enough, she decapitated him with a single swing of her blade. Blood sprayed everywhere.

Some of the men fainted at the sight.

*Clang.*

Su Hua tossed the knife onto the floor, the metallic sound echoing through the room.

The remaining men flinched at the noise.

"Ms. Su, here," Jiang Qing said respectfully, handing her a handkerchief.

Su Hua took it and began wiping the blood from her hands and face with an elegant grace.

For the men kneeling before her, every passing second was filled with unbearable dread.

Death could come at any moment.

"Cut off their heads and send them to Su Sheng as a gift," Su Hua ordered coldly, tossing the bloodied handkerchief aside.

"Yes," Jiang Qing replied. She signaled to the others, who swiftly carried out the order. One by one, heads rolled to the ground.

Su Hua stepped outside.

Surveying the carnage, she let out a low chuckle. "Su Sheng really went all out to get rid of me, didn't he?"

"Ms. Su, you should let Dr. Wang tend to your wound first," Jiang Qing urged.

Wang Li, holding a medical kit, chimed in, "Yes, ma'am, let me take care of it."

"Not now," Su Hua replied impassively.

This minor injury was nothing to her.

"We'll head to the next location first. We can deal with this later."

Her eyes gleamed with a cold light.

This trip abroad was solely to eliminate these threats.

Of course, she hadn't told Young Master Lin the truth, only that she was on a business trip.

"Ms. Su, while your injury isn't severe, it's best to treat it as soon as possible. That way, it'll heal faster. If Young Master Lin finds out, he might worry," Jiang Qing added.

A direct hit.

Su Hua paused for a moment.

"Fine," she said, pursing her lips and nodding.

Jiang Qing's expression said it all: invoking Young Master Lin always worked.

Wang Li was stunned.

Ms. Su was actually letting her treat the wound?

Wang Li quickly got to work, cleaning and bandaging the injury.

Suddenly, Su Hua's expression shifted. "Will it leave a scar?"

Young Master Lin adored her body, and she didn't want any unsightly marks marring it. While there were scar-removal treatments, they took time.

Wang Li's hands froze mid-bandage, her face a picture of surprise.

Ms. Su was worried about scarring?

Since when did she care about her appearance so much?

"It will, but don't worry, Ms. Su. With our special medicine, the scar will fade quickly. The reason your old scars took over a year to disappear was because they were treated too late."

"I see."

Su Hua's furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

"How quickly is 'quickly'?" she pressed.

"With our organization's unique medicine, at least fifteen days," Wang Li answered.

Fifteen days...

Su Hua's expression darkened, her entire aura turning icy.

Wang Li: "???"

What now?

Once the wound was bandaged, Su Hua walked over to the decapitated body of the man who had injured her. She narrowed her eyes dangerously.

This was the one who had dared to harm her.

"Chop his body into pieces and feed it to the dogs," Su Hua said, her voice dripping with menace.

"Yes," Jiang Qing acknowledged.

Su Hua strode ahead.

Wang Li pulled Jiang Qing aside and whispered, "Secretary Jiang, what's going on with Ms. Su? Why did she suddenly let me treat her? And why is she so concerned about scarring and recovery time? What's happening?"

This was beyond unusual.

How had Ms. Su changed so much in just a few months?

Hong Yuanjie happened to pass by and sneered, "It's the work of a male fox spirit."

Wang Li: "???"

A male fox spirit?

"Secretary Jiang," Wang Li's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "what male fox spirit?"

"Nothing much. Ms. Su just has a boyfriend now, and she doesn't want him to worry," Jiang Qing explained.

"What?! A boyfriend?!" Wang Li's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

Ms. Su was in a relationship?

And she actually cared about his feelings?

Was the sun rising in the west now?