Seduction of Huabao (Bonus Chapter for Defeating the Whining Monster)

Hong Yuanjie clenched his fists tightly.

Indeed, there were some areas where Lin Xuan could influence their master.

But this also proved just how much the master cared about Lin Xuan.

The more the master showed concern for Lin Xuan, the more worried Hong Yuanjie became. He feared that those people would go to any lengths to capture Lin Xuan and use him to threaten the master.

He was afraid that the master would risk everything, even his own life, for Lin Xuan.

Fortunately, Young Master Huo was about to return. Young Master Huo had once saved the master, so the master surely cared about him.

Hong Yuanjie hoped that Young Master Huo could push Lin Xuan out of the picture.

A row of severed heads was placed neatly along the path leading to Su Sheng's base.

"Screech—" The driver slammed on the brakes, and the tires made a sharp, ear-piercing sound as they skidded across the ground.

"What's going on?" Su Sheng asked coldly from the back seat.

"Young Master, heads... there are many heads," the driver stammered, his face pale.

Su Sheng got out of the car to investigate.

He saw more than twenty severed heads.

One of his subordinates, looking grim, said, "Aren't these men from the Tian Sheng gang?"

"Young Master, it seems the assassination attempt on Su Hua has failed again," the subordinate added.

Su Sheng's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth. "Useless! They're all useless!"

"Young Master, none of the men we've sent out recently have returned alive. It's going to be very difficult to assassinate Su Hua and avenge the old master this way," the subordinate said with a frown.

"I think the only way to eliminate Su Hua is to find her weakness. That way, you can become the head of the Su Family."

"Weakness?" Su Sheng sneered at him. "A woman like Su Hua, who cares about nothing, a cold-blooded, ruthless demon—what weakness could she possibly have?"

The subordinate fell silent.

Indeed, Su Hua had always been untouchable. Otherwise, how could the old master have failed to deal with her for so many years?

A sense of helplessness rose in Su Sheng's heart.

How could he possibly eliminate Su Hua?

Su Sheng returned to his villa and sat on the sofa, lighting one cigarette after another.

"Young Master," a subordinate rushed in excitedly, "one of the old master's former subordinates has something important to report to you."

"Let him in," Su Sheng said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Young Master," the man, named Chen Li, knelt before Su Sheng.

He had been out gambling that day, which was why he had escaped Su Hua's recent purge of Su Hai's men.

For the past few months, he had been hiding, afraid that Su Hua's people would find him.

Finally, he had found the young master.

As long as he stayed with the young master, his life would be safe.

"Speak," Su Sheng said impatiently.

"Young Master, the old master was killed by Su Hua because he targeted someone," Chen Li said.

Su Sheng immediately sat up straight.

Su Hua would go to such lengths for someone?

"Who is this person?" Su Sheng pressed.

"I'm not sure, but I heard from my brothers that he's most likely Su Hua's lover," Chen Li reported.

Su Sheng burst into laughter.

If this was true, then Su Hua had a fatal weakness, and she would inevitably fall.

"Send people to investigate. I want to know everything about this man by Su Hua's side!" Su Sheng ordered.

If Su Hua truly cared about this so-called lover, he would capture him and use him to threaten her.

Su Hua had just wiped out an entire gang's stronghold. After cleaning up, she washed away the smell of blood and changed into a tailored business suit, transforming back into the powerful CEO who commanded the business world.

She boarded a plane back home.

When the plane landed and the car was heading toward Night Garden, Su Hua spoke up, "Jiang Qing."

"Yes, President Su. What do you need?" Jiang Qing asked.

"Is there any excuse I can use to explain the injury on my arm?" Su Hua asked, pursing her lips.

The straightforward Jiang Qing replied, "President Su, you don't need to explain it. Just keep wearing long sleeves, right?"

Su Hua frowned.

That wouldn't work.

If she wore long sleeves all the time, she wouldn't be able to get close to A-Xuan for over twenty days.

She couldn't bear to wait that long.

"Think of something else," Su Hua said.

Jiang Qing looked puzzled.

Wasn't her suggestion good enough?

"Then let's say someone tried to assassinate you, and you were injured in the process," Jiang Qing suggested.

The wound couldn't have been an accident.

The assassination excuse would work, as President Su was often targeted, and Young Master Lin was aware of that.

This explanation would be perfect.

"Fine," Su Hua's expression relaxed. "Jiang Qing, go to the prison and find the mute who tried to assassinate me. Cut off his fingers."

"President Su, why...?" Jiang Qing asked, confused.

"A-Xuan is too clever," Su Hua said softly. "If we're going to act, we need to do it thoroughly. I can't let A-Xuan find out I lied to him."

"Understood," Jiang Qing nodded.

Su Hua sat in the car, watching the trees pass by outside the window. She felt an urgent need to see her A-Xuan.

These past few days, she had been immersed in violence and bloodshed.

The smell of blood had excited her, but afterward, she felt an overwhelming emptiness.

She longed to see the ray of sunshine that belonged to her.

When Su Hua arrived at Night Garden, it was already evening. Lin Xuan should have been back by now.

But Su Hua didn't see the figure she had been longing for.

Her mood grew inexplicably irritable.

"Miss," Butler Wang quickly explained, "Young Master Lin is upstairs in his room."

Su Hua entered the bedroom but didn't see Lin Xuan. He must have been in the study.

After a long flight, she went into the bathroom to freshen up.

Finally, she put on a long-sleeved silk nightgown and opened the door that connected directly to the study.

Lin Xuan was lying on the couch, seemingly asleep, but in reality, his consciousness had entered a mental space.

Lin Xuan was focused on writing a game plan and didn't notice that Su Hua had returned.

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance filled Lin Xuan's nose, and his lips were met with a soft, warm sensation.

Lin Xuan's consciousness returned to the present, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman. Her eyes were filled with affection and longing.

Su Hua!

She was back!

Every time she returned from a business trip, Su Hua would cling to him, spending hours in bed, making up for the time they had been apart.

Lin Xuan thought of his plan to seduce Su Hua.

Maybe today was the day to put it into action.

That way, his kidneys—ahem—could get some rest.

"A-Xuan, if you're tired, you can keep sleeping," Su Hua murmured, though she showed no intention of letting him go.

Lin Xuan suddenly wrapped his arms around Su Hua's waist, flipped their positions, and pinned her beneath him.

A glint of surprise flashed in Su Hua's eyes.

Today, A-Xuan was being unusually proactive.

"A-Xuan, what do you want to do, hmm?" Su Hua's soft hands wrapped around Lin Xuan's neck.

Her eyes were seductive, filled with desire, and they reflected only Lin Xuan, as if he were her entire world.

Lin Xuan almost lost himself in Su Hua's gaze.

But he had a mission to accomplish!

Summoning his willpower, Lin Xuan whispered by Su Hua's ear, "I want... to seduce you, Hua Bao."

Thank you to "Knock Down the Crybaby" for the King of Gifts! Big bro, 6666!

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