“No, I have a feeling. This time, Lin Xuan isn’t pretending. He’s figured it out,” Jiang Qing said with certainty.
“Secretary Jiang, how can you tell?” Shao Xingfan pressed.
Jiang Qing glanced at him. “A woman’s intuition.”
Shao Xingfan: “…”
What the hell kind of intuition is that!
Back at Night Garden.
Su Hua got out of the car and glanced at her hand, her delicate brows furrowed, a faint chill lingering around her.
“Su Hua, why aren’t you moving?” Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
Su Hua pursed her lips, just looking at him.
Since his rebirth, Lin Xuan had become particularly attuned to Su Hua’s emotions. He could tell that she wasn’t in the best mood. Just moments ago in the car, she had been fine. Why had she suddenly turned so cold?
Seeing that Su Hua wasn’t moving, Lin Xuan had no choice but to go over and take her hand, leading her forward.
The icy aura around Su Hua dissipated.
Lin Xuan was stunned.
Could it be that Su Hua had been upset because he hadn’t held her hand?
Su Hua was known for her decisiveness in the business world, her icy beauty a defining trait. Who would have thought that someone like her could be so… childish?
The onlookers stared at Lin Xuan in shock.
Was this really Young Master Lin?
“Damn! I didn’t expect Young Master Lin to be so handsome. When I saw him a few days ago, I thought he wasn’t good enough for Miss Su. But now? Lock them in, bring the marriage bureau here!”
“Hey, have you noticed that when Young Master Lin is by Miss Su’s side, her mood seems to improve significantly?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve noticed that too. It’s incredible. Who would’ve thought Miss Su would ever bend for a man?”
After dinner, Lin Xuan brought out the couple’s watches. “Su Hua, I saw these watches while shopping and thought they’d suit you, so I bought them. Of course, I didn’t have the money—I used your black card’s sub-card.”
He only had three hundred bucks to his name, his pockets emptier than his face. He had no choice but to use Su Hua’s money for now. Tonight, he would start his grand plan to make money!
“Su Hua, once I’ve earned enough, I’ll buy you gifts with my own money.”
“Mm,” Su Hua’s lips curved into a smile. “Let me put it on for you.”
Lin Xuan personally fastened the watch onto Su Hua’s wrist. Su Hua noticed that Lin Xuan was wearing an identical watch.
Hers was white, his was black—a perfect pair, clearly meant to be a couple’s set.
A glimmer of light sparkled in Su Hua’s eyes.
“By the way, Butler Wang, send someone to move the desk from my old bedroom into Su Hua’s and my room.”
He needed the desk to write his novel.
Su Hua instructed, “Move the desk into my study.”
“Won’t I disturb you if I use the computer there?” Lin Xuan hesitated. If the desk was moved into Su Hua’s study, it would mean that whenever they were at Night Garden, he’d have to be with Su Hua, this yandere, all the time. The pressure was real.
Su Hua: “You won’t.”
“But…” Lin Xuan tried to argue further, “Your study has a lot of confidential company matters. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to be there.”
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously. “A Xuan, don’t want to be with me?”
“No! Absolutely not!” Lin Xuan shook his head frantically.
“Good boy,” Su Hua reached out and ruffled his hair.
Lin Xuan: “…” Wasn’t this usually something a guy did to a girl?
It seemed that in their relationship, Su Hua was always the one taking the lead.
No, he had to step up, make money, build his own influence. He was determined to be the man who could stand above Su Hua!
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