President Su Is Angry

After class, Professor Wang walked over to Lin Xuan's desk. Wang Dahe nudged Lin Xuan's shoulder. "Xuan, wake up. Professor Wang is looking for you."

Lin Xuan pulled his consciousness back from his thoughts.

"Professor Wang?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Professor Wang staring at him with an eerie expression.

"What... what's the matter?"

Lin Xuan frowned. Why did Professor Wang's gaze seem so strange?

"Lin, I don’t recall assigning much homework to your class. And you, in particular, have the privilege of not needing to do any," Professor Wang said, his tone dripping with resentment.

Damn it.

He hadn’t done anything wrong, yet Boss Su had scolded him, telling him not to assign so much work.

"You’re right, Professor Wang. You haven’t given us much homework," Lin Xuan nodded.

"Then why did you tell Boss Su that I piled assignments on you? She specifically called me out about it today."

Professor Wang felt like he had become an unwilling participant in this couple’s little game.

Lin Xuan guiltily rubbed his nose.

"Sorry."

"Professor Wang, I won’t use you as an excuse again."

It had been a spur-of-the-moment lie. That day, Hua had nearly lured him back to bed, and he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist. So, he had made up an excuse—that he needed to finish his programming homework.

But Hua had taken it to heart.

Professor Wang clutched his chest. "Lin, have some sympathy for your professor. My poor heart can’t handle your girlfriend. After all, my job is in her hands."

"Got it," Lin Xuan nodded. This time, he was clearly in the wrong.

Fine. Next time, he’d just use work at the company as an excuse.

Professor Wang smiled warmly. "Good kid. Oh, and Lin, don’t forget to put in a good word for me with Boss Su."

"Mm."

Lin Xuan nodded.

Three days later.

Professor Wang was still in his office, reading, when another professor walked in. "Congratulations, Professor Wang! You’ve been promoted from associate to full professor!"

"What?" Professor Wang’s eyes widened in shock.

He had the qualifications, but he’d only been at Shangqing University for a year—far from meeting the usual requirements for a full professorship.

Yet the university had given him one of the two annual unconditional promotions...

Professor Wang recalled how, just two days ago, he’d asked Lin Xuan to speak well of him to Boss Su.

So, this was Boss Su’s doing.

It had to be!

There was no way such a coincidence could exist otherwise.

Lin Xuan’s connections… were truly formidable.

In the following days, whenever he had time, Lin Xuan immersed himself in studying medicine in his private space.

The medical knowledge from the other world had no records of Hua’s condition. He had to master the relevant medical theories himself and devise a treatment plan for her.

He needed to find a cure as soon as possible.

Hua’s illness couldn’t be delayed.

Though she rarely had episodes now, he wanted her fully healed. He feared that if this dragged on, it might leave lasting damage.

With Lin Xuan so busy, he barely had time to spend with Su Hua, let alone visit Su Corporation.

One day, Su Hua messaged Lin Xuan.

He replied with a kissing emoji.

Su Hua stared at their chat, her delicate brows furrowing tightly.

That was it?

In the past, Ah Xuan would shower her with sweet nothings.

Her face darkened, and a chilling aura radiated from her.

"Boss Su."

A senior executive stepped in and immediately sensed the oppressive atmosphere in the office.

One glance at Su Hua’s stormy expression told him everything.

This was bad timing.

"B-Boss Su, I see you’re busy. This project isn’t urgent, so… maybe I’ll come back this afternoon?" The executive desperately wanted to flee.

"Hand it over," Su Hua’s icy gaze pinned him in place.

"Y-Yes."

The executive’s face fell.

He was doomed.

No escape now.

He handed the project proposal to Su Hua and began explaining.

Su Hua scribbled notes with her pen, her expression unreadable.

The executive kept wiping sweat from his forehead.

Those twenty minutes felt like an eternity.

Thud!

Su Hua tossed the proposal back at him.

The executive’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest.

"Redo this. I want it back in one day," she said coldly.

"Yes, Boss Su."

Trembling, he picked up the documents.

This was terrifying. Boss Su was downright terrifying.

Ever since she started dating Young Master Lin, she’d been unusually kind to the staff.

They hadn’t seen her this furious in ages.

And he just had to be the unlucky one to walk into it.

The executive practically sprinted out of the office.

Outside, he ran into Jiang Qing and immediately pulled her aside. "Secretary Jiang, why is Boss Su in such a bad mood? Did she fight with her boyfriend?"

"Fight?" Jiang Qing frowned. "No, not at all."

If they had, Young Master Lin would’ve rushed over to smooth things over.

Besides, hadn’t Boss Su shared a sweet goodbye kiss with him before work?

"No? That’s strange. I’ve noticed a pattern—Boss Su’s mood is entirely dictated by her boyfriend. If she’s this upset today, how could they not have fought?"

The executive muttered under his breath.

"Secretary Jiang, I’d better get going. Boss Su wants my department to revise this proposal within a day. It’s tight."

Best to leave before Boss Su emerged and caught him again.

"Take care, Supervisor Huang."

Jiang Qing watched him leave, her frown deepening.

What was really going on?

Supervisor Huang wasn’t wrong—Boss Su’s emotions were tied to Young Master Lin.

Had they actually quarreled?

Jiang Qing cracked the office door open slightly and peeked inside. Sure enough, Su Hua’s expression was thunderous.

She didn’t dare look further and quietly closed the door.

Today, she was supposed to accompany Boss Su on an inspection. If Boss Su stayed in this mood, she would be the next victim. No—Supervisor Huang had already taken the first hit, judging by how he’d been shaking when he left.

She was next.

She had to improve Boss Su’s mood.

Jiang Qing’s first thought was to call Lin Xuan—the ultimate fire extinguisher.

"Young Master Lin," she called, her voice dripping with exaggerated sweetness.

"Secretary Jiang? What’s up?"

"I just wanted to ask—did you and Boss Su have a fight today?" She cut straight to the point.

"A fight?" Lin Xuan frowned. "No. Why?"

"Are you sure?" Jiang Qing was baffled. "Then why is Boss Su scowling like the world’s ending?"

Nothing else could make Boss Su this furious.

"Hua’s in a bad mood? Hold on, I’ll call her."

"Thank you, Young Master Lin."

Jiang Qing exhaled in relief.

Young Master Lin was Boss Su's personal fire extinguisher—whenever he stepped in, there was no flame of Boss Su's temper he couldn't put out.

Jiang Qing, reassured, went back to handling her work.

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