Liu Yuan was staring with lust at the woman in Lin Xuan's arms.
Her figure was truly captivating.
Though he couldn’t see her face clearly, he imagined it must be just as alluring.
If only she could be his mistress...
Liu Yuan’s thoughts began to wander.
Qin Ruoyao furrowed her brows. Why did this woman’s voice feel so strongly familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before?
“Ah Xuan, let me down,” Su Hua said softly.
“Alright.”
As soon as Su Hua’s feet touched the ground, her legs gave way, and Lin Xuan quickly wrapped an arm around her waist.
Su Hua leaned close to Lin Xuan’s ear and whispered, “Ah Xuan, you were amazing back in the hotel suite.”
Lin Xuan’s expression turned slightly awkward.
Could he really admit that he had been tirelessly training his physique in his private space and consuming some otherworldly supplements to achieve such stamina?
“I really like this side of you, Ah Xuan,” Su Hua said, her beautiful eyes brimming with amusement.
“I want to see just how much endurance you have. Let’s continue when we get back, okay?”
Lin Xuan: “!!!”
Again?!
Su Hua stood with her back to Qin Ruoyao.
Qin Ruoyao frowned, her curiosity piqued. Who exactly was this woman?
“Miss Qin, it’s been a while.”
Finally, Su Hua turned around, revealing her stunning face to Qin Ruoyao.
Qin Ruoyao’s eyes widened in shock.
It wasn’t some random woman—it was Su Hua!
How could it be her?
Su Hua usually dressed in a mature, professional manner, exuding an air of authority.
Why was she now dressed like a young college student?
And what about the things she had just said to Lin Xuan...
A chill ran down Qin Ruoyao’s spine.
Su Hua smirked, taking slow, deliberate steps toward Qin Ruoyao.
“You wanted Ah Xuan to be your lover, hmm?”
“Qin Ruoyao, do you even deserve him?”
Qin Ruoyao paled, shaking her head. “No, I didn’t mean it that way. I misunderstood. I thought Lin Xuan was cheating, so I said those things.”
“Miss Su, I didn’t mean to offend you.”
Qin Ruoyao pleaded for mercy.
She had nothing left now. Someone like Su Hua could easily destroy all the efforts she had made with just a snap of her fingers.
Liu Yuan’s eyes were glued to Su Hua, his heart racing.
Beautiful!
She was absolutely stunning!
He had never seen such a perfect woman before!
Liu Yuan approached Su Hua, handing her a business card. “Miss, I’m Liu Yuan, the chairman of Xufeng Technology.”
“I also invest in a film company that produces movies and TV dramas. If you’re interested, I can help you break into the entertainment industry. There are countless roles waiting for someone like you.”
“If you play your cards right, with your looks, you’ll become a huge star!”
Su Hua’s face turned cold. “Step aside.”
“Miss, you should really think about what I’m offering. Being a star is incredibly lucrative, and you’ll have fans adoring you,” Liu Yuan said with a smile.
“Step aside,” Su Hua repeated, her tone icy.
Liu Yuan lost his patience. “You bitch, don’t push your luck!”
The hotel manager rushed over, witnessing the scene.
He immediately ordered, “Escort everyone else out.”
“Yes, sir.”
Soon, only Su Hua, Liu Yuan, and their respective entourages remained in the hotel lobby.
Liu Yuan reached out to grab Su Hua.
Su Hua’s eyes turned cold.
Just as her bodyguards were about to intervene, Lin Xuan suddenly appeared and kicked Liu Yuan to the ground.
“Hua Bao, don’t dirty your hands.”
Su Hua’s aura of hostility vanished instantly, and her crimson lips curved into a smile.
Being protected by Ah Xuan felt wonderful.
“Alright, I’ll listen to you, Ah Xuan,” Su Hua said obediently, nodding.
Liu Yuan lay on the floor, clutching his stomach. “What the hell are you doing? Do you even know who I am? How dare you treat me like this!”
He glared at his bodyguards. “What are you idiots standing around for? Beat him up!”
The bodyguards charged forward.
Within seconds, they were all knocked to the ground by Lin Xuan and Su Hua’s bodyguards, writhing in pain and unable to get up.
Lin Xuan picked up a knife and walked over to Liu Yuan.
“Was it this hand you were planning to touch Hua Bao with?”
“Ah—!”
A blood-curdling scream echoed through the lobby.
Lin Xuan drove the knife straight into Liu Yuan’s palm.
Qin Ruoyao’s eyes widened in horror.
Since when had Lin Xuan become so terrifying?
She glanced at Su Hua, who was smiling faintly, as if she found Lin Xuan’s actions endearing and indulgent.
Qin Ruoyao shuddered.
These two were monsters!
Su Hua’s gaze shifted back to Qin Ruoyao, staring at her intently.
Qin Ruoyao’s body trembled uncontrollably.
It wasn’t until Lin Xuan returned to Su Hua’s side that Su Hua finally looked away.
Su Hua gave a faint smile.
“Ah Xuan, I’m tired. Carry me out of here, okay?” Su Hua’s voice carried a hint of coquetry.
“Of course.”
Lin Xuan scooped Su Hua up in a princess carry.
The hotel manager was baffled.
Were they really just going to let them go like that?
This was completely unlike Su Hua’s usual demeanor.
Even Su Hua’s bodyguards were puzzled.
Since when had their boss become so “merciful”?
These two had crossed her, yet she hadn’t done anything to them.
“You’ll regret this! I won’t let you get away with it!” Liu Yuan spat through gritted teeth.
No one had ever dared to treat him like this before!
And now his hand was ruined because of them!
Su Hua raised an eyebrow. “Su Hua of Su Corporation. Feel free to come after me.”
Su Corporation... Su Hua, the CEO of Su Corporation?
Liu Yuan’s eyes widened in shock.
How could it be her?
He turned to the hotel manager, his voice trembling. “She’s Su Hua? Is that true? Is it?”
Wasn’t the CEO of Su Corporation known for her aloofness and indifference to men?
How could this woman, who was now nestled so tenderly in a man’s arms, be her?
The hotel manager nodded. “Yes, it’s her.”
Liu Yuan’s face went pale.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua left the scene.
Qin Ruoyao finally let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness Su Hua hadn’t done anything to her.
Liu Yuan stumbled over to Qin Ruoyao. “Why didn’t you tell me she was Su Hua?”
“Mr. Liu, I didn’t know you were interested in Su Hua,” Qin Ruoyao said defensively.
“You bitch! If you hadn’t gone over to talk to that Lin Xuan, I wouldn’t have offended her!” Liu Yuan hissed through clenched teeth.
“Mr. Liu, it’s not that big of a deal, is it? Your company doesn’t rely on Su Corporation, does it?”
“What do you know?”
Liu Yuan glared at her. “If she holds a grudge and decides to go after my company, how long do you think it’ll last? And we were planning to collaborate with Su Corporation! Now that I’ve offended them, that deal is completely ruined!”
They had been counting on that partnership to boost their stock prices and expand their market.
“It’s that serious?” Qin Ruoyao was stunned.
“Mr. Liu, I didn’t mean to.” Qin Ruoyao quickly grabbed Liu Yuan’s hand. “Mr. Liu, didn’t you want to try those things in bed? I’ll agree to it.”
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?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
