“Are you talking about Auntie Wang, Wang Yajun?” Lin Qingyan frowned.
“Yes, her,” Lin Qingwan nodded.
“Impossible!”
Lin Qingyan denied it without a second thought. “Dad having an affair with Auntie Wang? That’s a joke!”
“Lin Xuan, what are you trying to achieve by making up all this?”
Lin Xuan was growing impatient. “Enough with the nonsense. Are you coming or not?”
Of course, they had no choice but to go.
“Alright, Xiao Xuan, we’ll go with you,” Lin Qingwan agreed, “but I have one condition.”
“Go on,” Lin Xuan said, leaning back with his hands behind his head, one leg crossed over the other, his tone casual and dismissive.
“If what you’re saying isn’t true, will you come back home and treat everyone better? Stop being so confrontational with us all the time,” Lin Qingwan said.
“Lin Qingwan, oh Lin Qingwan,” Lin Xuan sneered. “You’re really desperate to have me back, aren’t you?”
“When I was in the Lin family, you either ignored me or scolded me, always assuming I was the one at fault.”
“Now that I’ve left, you’re suddenly here, talking about making it up to me. Is this just to ease your so-called guilt? I bet if Lin Li and I ever clash, you’d still side with him without hesitation.”
“Xiao Xuan!” Lin Qingwan’s face turned pale as her thoughts were laid bare. “Since you’re unwilling to make any effort, then please leave. We don’t have time to waste on your so-called affair drama.”
Lin Qingwan never believed Lin Xuan’s words from the start.
In her eyes, Lin Chang had always been a good father and husband. How could he possibly have an affair?
“You’re right. Why am I wasting my breath here?” Lin Xuan chuckled bitterly.
He picked up his phone and sent a message.
His bodyguards stormed in, overwhelming the Lin family’s security and staff, who were no match for these highly trained professionals.
Within two minutes, they had reached the dining room.
“Who are you? What do you think you’re doing?” Jiang Shuqin demanded, her face pale. “Breaking into someone’s home like this is illegal, don’t you know that?”
She pointed toward the door. “Get out of here right now!”
The bodyguards didn’t even glance at Jiang Shuqin.
They bowed respectfully to Lin Xuan. “Young Master Lin.”
“Xiao Xuan, are these your people?” Lin Qingwan asked, frowning.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
“Lin Xuan!”
“You ungrateful child!” Jiang Shuqin gritted her teeth. “What are you trying to do by bringing these people in here?”
“Relax, I’m not here to cause trouble,” Lin Xuan said with a light smile. “I told you, I’m just taking you to see a good show.”
“Since you’re unwilling to come willingly, I’ll have to insist.”
Lin Xuan turned around.
“Take all three of them away.”
“Yes, Young Master Lin.”
The bodyguards began to restrain them.
“Xiao Xuan, you can’t do this to me! Ugh—”
A bodyguard stuffed a cloth into their mouths.
“Mmmph—”
They struggled frantically, but it was useless.
They were forced to follow Lin Xuan out of the Lin residence, while other bodyguards went to destroy the surveillance cameras.
They parked near Wang Yajun’s villa.
Lin Xuan, sitting in the passenger seat, pointed to a Mercedes-Benz. “Mrs. Jiang, take a look. Isn’t that your husband’s car?”
Jiang Shuqin followed his gaze.
The Mercedes parked in front of the villa was indeed the same model as her husband’s.
But it must be a coincidence, right?
Her eyes fell on the license plate, and her pupils contracted sharply.
It was her husband’s car!
Wasn’t he supposed to be working overtime?
Why was his car parked outside Wang Yajun’s villa?
Jiang Shuqin’s mind flashed back to Lin Xuan’s words—her husband was having an affair with her best friend.
No, that couldn’t be.
Jiang Shuqin shook her head.
These were the two people she trusted the most. How could they betray her?
Lin Chang loved her.
Wang Yajun was her best friend, devoted to her comatose husband. Besides, if it weren’t for Jiang Shuqin, Wang Yajun would never have joined Starlight Group and would likely be living a miserable life. Wang Yajun wasn’t the type to be ungrateful.
There was no way they would betray her.
Maybe her husband had come to Wang Yajun’s place for some business matter.
She must be overthinking it.
Yes!
She was overthinking it!
Did Lin Xuan really think he could sow discord between them with just a car?
How ridiculous!
“I know you don’t believe it. You’re probably coming up with all sorts of excuses to convince yourself otherwise,” Lin Xuan said with a smirk.
“This is just the appetizer. The main event is yet to come.”
Jiang Shuqin felt a wave of unease spread through her as she listened to Lin Xuan’s confident tone.
She wasn’t so sure anymore. Could Lin Xuan actually be telling the truth?
Lin Xuan didn’t rush inside.
He was waiting for Du Hui to send him a message.
Inside the villa, Wang Yajun and Lin Chang had finished dinner. Wang Yajun stood at the sink, washing the dishes.
She dried them with a cloth and placed them into the sterilizer.
As soon as she finished, Lin Chang wrapped his arms around her from behind.
Wang Yajun smiled knowingly.
She knew exactly how to entice Lin Chang.
“Chang, I still have dishes to wash,” Wang Yajun said, turning around to wrap her arms around his waist. “What are you doing in the kitchen? Could it be you can’t wait?”
“You’re right, I can’t wait,” Lin Chang said, breathing heavily. “Tell me, are you dressing like this just to seduce me?”
“And are you falling for it?” Wang Yajun teased with a giggle.
“You little minx!”
Lin Chang scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the second floor.
He had initially planned to take her to her own room, but then he changed his mind. He pushed open the door to Du Hui’s room.
“Chang, why are you bringing me here?” Wang Yajun asked, frowning.
“How about we do it right next to your husband? Let him see how his wife moans beneath me.”
Wang Yajun found the idea thrilling.
“Alright, whatever you say, Chang.”
The sound of their passionate moans filled the room.
Under the covers, Du Hui clenched his fists tightly.
That bitch!
Wang Yajun, that ungrateful bitch!
He’d make sure she paid for this!
Du Hui pressed the communication device Lin Xuan had given him. When Lin Xuan received the message, a smile spread across his lips.
“It’s time.”
Lin Xuan turned to his bodyguards. “Take them inside.”
Jiang Shuqin, Lin Qingwan, and Lin Qingyan were escorted into the villa.
Those shoes…
Jiang Shuqin’s eyes fixed on the pair of leather shoes by the entrance.
As they stepped inside, Lin Xuan pointed to a suit jacket draped over the couch.
“Mrs. Jiang, take a good look. Isn’t this your husband’s suit?”
Jiang Shuqin’s eyes widened.
It was identical to the one Lin Chang had been wearing that day.
This suit, which she had personally dressed him in just this morning, how could it be at Wang Yajun’s house?
And his phone.
It was here too! Boldly placed right on the table!
Lin Xuan watched with great amusement as Jiang Shuqin’s expression turned grim.
“Take them to the second floor,” Lin Xuan instructed.
As they approached, faint, suggestive noises reached their ears.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.”
