Thick-skinned as a City Wall

Lin Xuan had written two hundred thousand words in his space, along with an outline, and then submitted the manuscript to Feiyue Novel Website, the largest paid platform for novels.

After finishing all this, he emerged from his space.

When he woke up, he noticed the blanket covering him. Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned—had Su Hua covered him with it?

He glanced in Su Hua's direction and saw her focused on her computer, completely absorbed.

He couldn’t help but be captivated.

People often say that men look most attractive when they’re working, but the same applies to women. Su Hua, engrossed in her work, exuded a unique charm.

Lin Xuan cursed himself inwardly for being blind.

In his previous life, how had he failed to notice Su Hua’s beauty?

Su Hua had a great figure, came from a good family, and was undeniably beautiful. She was also incredibly kind to him. Sure, she was a bit obsessive, but wasn’t she the perfect girlfriend?

"Ding ding ding." The sound of a message notification from Lin Xuan’s QQ rang out.

Lin Xuan opened his phone and saw that it was a message from Li Siyu, Qin Ruoyao’s lackey.

**[Li Siyu: Lin Xuan, what’s going on? It’s been days, and you haven’t come to see Ruoyao. Do you still want to pursue her?]**

Li Siyu didn’t know about the marriage between Qin Ruoyao and Lin Xuan.

She continued sending messages.

**[Li Siyu: You’re not good-looking, and you don’t have money. If you want Ruoyao to like you, you need to be persistent, got it?]**

**[Li Siyu: Ruoyao has been in a bad mood lately. You should take this chance to cheer her up. By the way, she’s taken a liking to a bracelet that costs a thousand yuan. I’ll send you the location and a picture. Buy it first, and I’ll deliver it to her for you. She’ll be thrilled when she gets it.]**

Lin Xuan sneered.

The bracelet was probably something Li Siyu wanted for herself. She had often taken advantage of his feelings for Qin Ruoyao, making him treat her to meals, buy her bubble tea, and give her gifts. The ridiculous part was that he had actually fallen for her tricks.

The money he earned from working two jobs and his scholarship had all been squandered by Li Siyu and Qin Ruoyao.

Back then, he must have had a hole in his brain to let them treat him like an ATM.

In this life, they wouldn’t get a single penny from him!

Lin Xuan replied: **[No money!]**

Li Siyu frowned: **[Lin Xuan, aren’t you working during these two months of summer vacation? Or did you spend all your money? How are you going to pursue Ruoyao without money? Aren’t you the young master of the Lin family? If you’re broke, go ask your family for money!]**

**[I’m telling you, you’ll never win Ruoyao over like this!]**

Lin Xuan was disgusted and shot back: **[Is Qin Ruoyao even worth pursuing? She’s trash.]**

Li Siyu’s eyes widened in shock. How dare Lin Xuan say such a thing about Ruoyao!

**[Li Siyu: Lin Xuan, I’ve already screenshotted what you just said. If you don’t want me to tell Ruoyao, you’d better bribe me. How about covering my meals for next month?]**

Lin Xuan replied: **[I envy your thick skin. It’s thicker than a city wall—bulletproof and safe!]**

After sending that, Lin Xuan blocked Li Siyu. Trash like her was better off out of sight.

Li Siyu was furious.

How dare he call her thick-skinned!

She tried to send another message to confront Lin Xuan, only to find that he had blocked her.

"Ah—!"

"Lin Xuan, what kind of trash are you? A brainless loser like you dares to question me?"

Li Siyu was so angry that she immediately screenshotted Lin Xuan’s message calling Qin Ruoyao trash and sent it to her.

**[Li Siyu: Ruoyao, Lin Xuan has gone too far! He actually called you trash! When school starts, you need to teach him a lesson.]**

Qin Ruoyao’s expression darkened, and a sense of unease crept into her heart.

Ever since the wedding, she had felt that Lin Xuan had changed.

Qin Ruoyao had always looked down on Lin Xuan, thinking he wasn’t good enough for her, but she had enjoyed the way he fawned over her. It gave her a sense of accomplishment.

Meanwhile, at the Lin family mansion.

Lin Qingwan, feeling a bit dizzy, had taken the day off work. After taking her medicine, she was heading back to her room when she noticed several servants entering Lin Xuan’s room.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qingwan asked, frowning.

"Miss, Madam instructed us to clear out all of Young Master Lin Xuan’s belongings from the room," the housekeeper replied.

The thought of Lin Xuan leaving the Lin family made Lin Qingwan’s heart ache.

"Hold off for now. Let me take a look first," Lin Qingwan said hoarsely.

"Yes, Miss."

Lin Qingwan entered Lin Xuan’s room for the first time and was immediately taken aback.

The room was shockingly small—less than one-seventh the size of hers, barely six or seven square meters.

The decor was also incredibly simple: just a chair, a single bed, a desk, and a tiny wardrobe.

"Has Lin Xuan been living here all this time?" Lin Qingwan asked, unable to believe it.

"Yes, Miss. Ever since Young Master Lin Xuan returned to the family at thirteen, Madam arranged for him to stay here. She said she didn’t want him to grow spoiled by a life of luxury, so she insisted on raising him humbly," the housekeeper, Wang Ma, explained with a sigh.

Wang Ma had witnessed everything over the years. No one in the Lin family cared about Lin Xuan. The slightest mistake would earn him scoldings or beatings, and the young ladies often mocked him behind his back.

For Lin Xuan, the Lin family wasn’t a home—it was a living hell.