At this moment, in the CEO's office.
Su Hua couldn't focus on her work at all. She held a pen absentmindedly, lost in thought.
Her mind was filled with one question: Why had Xuan been so distant lately?
Before, he would come to the company to accompany her every two or three days. But now, five days had passed, and he still hadn’t shown up.
Had Xuan fallen for someone else?
Did he think she wasn’t good enough? Had he grown tired of her?
Su Hua’s mood was terrible.
Just then, her phone rang. She was about to decline the call, but when she saw the name "Xuan" on the screen, she hesitated, then pressed accept.
"Xuan."
"Hua Bao? What are you doing?" Lin Xuan’s voice was gentle.
"At the company," Su Hua replied, pressing her lips together.
"Hua Bao, remember to leave work on time tonight. I’ll make your favorite dishes and wait for you at home."
At home… waiting for her.
In the past, Su Hua had always been consumed by work. To her, home was just a cold, empty place.
But now, that home had Xuan in it.
"Mm," Su Hua nodded.
Lin Xuan could sense her mood lifting slightly, and he quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a medical inspiration flashed through his mind.
His eyes lit up.
"Hua Bao, I’ll hang up now. Remember to take breaks while working."
Lin Xuan hastily ended the call and immediately retreated into his space, flipping through an otherworldly medical book.
Listening to the monotonous beeping from her phone, Su Hua’s mood soured even further.
Xuan’s attempt to comfort her this time felt so half-hearted…
She had read in a book that couples go through a "low tide" phase after being together for a while. Was Xuan in that phase now?
Had he grown tired of her?
A chilling aura emanated from Su Hua. She desperately needed to vent.
And the most effective way for her to vent was… to torment someone.
"Shen Qianqian."
Su Hua narrowed her eyes.
She wanted to deal with her now.
Picking up the office phone, she called out, "Jiang Qing, come in."
"President Su." Jiang Qing knocked and entered.
The moment she stepped inside, she felt an icy chill in the air. Then she saw Su Hua’s frosty expression.
Jiang Qing: "???"
Was it her imagination?
Why did it seem like President Su was still furious?
Had even Young Master Lin, the human fire extinguisher, failed this time?
What on earth had happened?
President Su and Young Master Lin hadn’t even argued. Jiang Qing couldn’t fathom what else could have angered her boss this much.
"How may I assist you, President Su?" Jiang Qing asked respectfully.
Su Hua tapped her fingers lightly on the desk. "Are the people Shen Qianqian sent to capture me still nearby?"
"Yes," Jiang Qing nodded. "Shen Qianqian’s men have been keeping watch outside our company’s entrance. They’re probably waiting for you to appear."
Why was President Su suddenly asking about this?
Did that mean she planned to take action against Shen Qianqian?
The thought made Jiang Qing’s eyes gleam.
If true, that would be fantastic.
She had long despised Shen Qianqian.
She couldn’t wait to see how President Su would torment her love rival—no, Shen Qianqian couldn’t even be called a rival, since Young Master Lin didn’t spare her a single glance.
Of course, there was another important point: if President Su vented her anger on Shen Qianqian, then she, Jiang Qing, would be safe.
"If they’re still here, that’s perfect," Su Hua said, her eyes glinting dangerously.
"How do you plan to deal with them, President Su?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.
"First, lure their bodyguards to Emperor’s View Villa and capture them. Then, draw Shen Qianqian there as well," Su Hua instructed.
"Yes, President Su."
Jiang Qing silently lit a metaphorical candle for Shen Qianqian in her heart.
President Su was in a foul mood.
This time, Shen Qianqian had walked straight into the line of fire.
Su Hua walked out of Su Corporation alone.
Her breathtaking beauty caught the attention of a man named Wang You, who was sitting on a flower bed curb, munching on a steamed bun.
"Brother Chen, it’s—it’s…"
Wang You, the bodyguard, nearly choked on his bun in excitement, his words stumbling as he pointed at Su Hua.
"What’s with the stuttering? Can’t you speak properly?" Chen Fang glared at him.
"Brother Chen, look! It’s the woman the young mistress wants us to capture—she’s here!" Wang You was so thrilled he could cry.
After more than twenty days, they had finally caught sight of her!
This was too good to be true.
Chen Fang initially thought Wang You was joking and decided that if this was a prank, he’d teach him a lesson later.
But when he followed Wang You’s finger and saw Su Hua, his eyes lit up.
It really was her!
"We have to capture her this time! Let’s finish this mission quickly!"
Chen Fang grabbed his walkie-talkie. "Target spotted. Everyone, move in."
"License plate YA12345. Don’t lose her."
If they failed again, they’d have to keep lurking here for who knows how many more days—and endure the young mistress’s scolding.
Unbeknownst to them, a few inconspicuous cars were tailing them from behind. Meanwhile, at Emperor’s View Villa, a group of shadow guards had already taken positions in advance.
Shen Qianqian’s men followed Su Hua’s car relentlessly.
Chen Fang puffed on a cigarette and grinned. "Aside from how hard it was to track her down, this mission’s a piece of cake."
"Yeah, the young mistress hates this woman so much. Once we succeed, she’ll reward us handsomely."
The bodyguards could already picture Shen Qianqian showering them with money.
They burst into loud laughter.
Su Hua’s car entered a secluded villa with no fencing. The moment she stepped out, they surrounded her.
Chen Fang and Wang You got a close look at Su Hua’s stunning, porcelain-like face, and their eyes glazed over.
Her photos had already been striking, but in person, her beauty was downright mesmerizing.
And her skin—it was as flawless as fine china.
It must feel incredible to touch.
"Brother Chen, this woman would be a real treat," Wang You licked his lips, his gaze ravenous as he stared at Su Hua.
Chen Fang couldn’t tear his eyes away from her exquisite features.
Beautiful!
Unbelievably beautiful!
"Brother Chen, why don’t we have some fun with her first before reporting to the young mistress?" Wang You suggested.
"Fine by me."
Chen Fang nodded.
"Sweetheart, we’ll make sure you enjoy this."
They lunged at Su Hua.

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