Lin Xuan is Actually This Amazing

"What? You're saying Lin Xuan solved Master Oli's problem?" Shao Xingfan's face was filled with shock.

He had only heard someone mention it in passing before, and he had marveled at the fact that their country had finally produced a computer genius.

At the time, he had been too busy to ask who it was.

Could it really be Lin Xuan?

"Yes, didn’t you know?"

The employee quickly nodded. "Well, if you had known, you wouldn’t have made that bet with the boss."

"Bro, that must’ve stung. Let me give you some advice—never question our boss, no matter who you doubt."

Shao Xingfan stood frozen in place, unable to snap out of his daze.

Lin Xuan went to meet Shen Mao.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qing knocked and entered the CEO’s office at Su Corporation.

"President Su, Young Master Lin has gone to meet Shen Qianqian’s father, Shen Mao."

"What does he want with Xuan?" Su Hua’s brows furrowed tightly.

"President Su, as per your instructions, we’ve been keeping an eye on Shen Qianqian and Shen Mao. After being tormented, Shen Qianqian has lost her sanity and keeps muttering Young Master Lin’s name."

Jiang Qing answered respectfully. "She begged Shen Mao to drive you away from Young Master Lin so she could marry him instead."

She shook her head.

Shen Qianqian was truly obsessed—even in her madness, she was still fixated on Young Master Lin.

"President Su, I believe Shen Mao is meeting Young Master Lin because of Shen Qianqian’s condition. He probably wants to pressure him into marrying her," Jiang Qing speculated.

A dark fury swirled in Su Hua’s beautiful eyes.

Jiang Qing could feel the temperature in the room plummeting.

The president was truly furious this time.

The Shen family was about to be utterly destroyed.

"Coldly, Su Hua asked, 'Is everything ready regarding Shen Corporation?'"

"Everything is prepared," Jiang Qing confirmed with a nod.

Su Hua: "Launch a full-scale attack on Shen Corporation. I want them bankrupt within three days."

"Understood."

Jiang Qing immediately made the necessary calls.

Then, she watched as Su Hua stood up and strode toward the office door.

"President Su, you have an important partnership signing with Xuguang International soon," Jiang Qing reminded her.

Su Hua paused. "Which is more important—a business deal or my boyfriend?"

Jiang Qing: "..."

Wasn’t Young Master Lin completely devoted to President Su? There was no way the Shen family could steal him away.

Besides, just one call from President Su would shut Shen Mao down immediately.

Couldn’t she handle both?

Su Hua’s gaze was icy. "That father-daughter pair is trying to take my man. It’s time I paid them a visit."

An assistant approached.

"President Su, the chairman is here."

"Hmm."

Su Hua responded indifferently. "Tell him I have urgent matters to attend to. He can come back another time."

"Understood." The assistant nodded.

Just as Su Hua was about to step into the elevator, Su Guoxiong emerged from it.

"Wait."

He called out to stop her.

Su Hua halted.

Su Guoxiong leaned on his cane as he approached her. "Hua'er, where are you off to in such a hurry?"

His expression was almost pitiful.

He had made the trip here specifically to see his beloved granddaughter, only for her to slip away.

"Chairman Su, President Su has urgent business to handle," the assistant explained respectfully.

"I’ve seen her schedule. She has nothing for the next forty minutes. Hua'er, humor this old man and stay for a chat." The old man huffed, his mustache bristling.

He didn’t want to disturb the young couple at their home, so he had come to the company instead.

It had been too long since he’d spent time with his granddaughter, and he just wanted to talk.

No matter what, he wasn’t letting her leave today.

Su Hua: "Someone is trying to steal your future grandson-in-law. I need to deal with it."

Jiang Qing thought to herself:

That’s an instant kill against the chairman.

"What?!" Su Guoxiong’s eyes widened. "Who dares to lay a hand on my future grandson-in-law?"

Su Hua pressed her lips together. "Shen Qianqian, the daughter of Shen Corporation’s chairman, has set her sights on Xuan. Today, her father Shen Mao went to see him—likely about this matter."

"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

The old man was seething.

His granddaughter had never shown interest in men before. Now that she’d finally fallen for someone, and he liked Lin Xuan too—

Lin Xuan was destined to be his grandson-in-law!

"Hua'er, go at once! Don’t mind me. And make sure you teach them a lesson!" Su Guoxiong fumed.

How dare they try to snatch his future grandson-in-law? Had they lost their minds?

"Don’t worry. I’ll handle it thoroughly." A cold glint flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.

She stepped into the elevator.

Su Guoxiong, still fuming, returned home with his cane.

Even after arriving at the Su family mansion, he couldn’t swallow his anger. Gnashing his teeth, he barked, "Someone!"

"Yes, sir?" The butler hurried over.

Su Guoxiong: "Have Shen Mao from Shen Corporation ambushed and beaten in a sack!"

How dare he try to steal his grandson-in-law? The man had a death wish!

"Sir, what did he do to offend you?" the butler asked, puzzled.

"He’s trying to take Xuan away to be his son-in-law!" the old man snapped.

"What?!"

The butler’s eyes burned with fury.

How dare they lay a finger on their young master’s future husband!

"Sir, I’ll arrange for him to be taught a lesson at once," the butler said coldly.

Jingsheng Hotel.

Shen Mao had been waiting at his seat for some time. He checked his watch, his expression growing darker by the minute.

His secretary frowned. "Chairman, Lin Xuan is half an hour late. Does he really have so little respect for you?"

"Probably thinks his status as a rising business star gives him the right to snub me," Shen Mao sneered.

If it weren’t for Qianqian, he would’ve walked out long ago.

Right now, Qianqian’s sanity depended on Lin Xuan. He had to endure this—but once she recovered, he’d make sure Lin Xuan regretted this.

As Lin Xuan entered the hotel, Jiang Yutong happened to be walking out. When she caught sight of his face, her pupils constricted violently.

"President Jiang, what’s wrong?" her secretary asked in confusion.

"Did you notice how much that man resembles my father when he was young—and even my grandfather?" Jiang Yutong asked.

The secretary thought for a moment.

She nodded. "There is a resemblance."

"Do you think… he could be my father’s illegitimate child?" Jiang Yutong speculated.

"That’s impossible. After Madam passed away, the chairman never got close to another woman. How could he have a secret son?" The secretary shook her head.

"You’re right. It must just be a coincidence."

Jiang Yutong dismissed the thought and returned to her company.

As the second daughter of the Jiang family, she currently managed a cosmetics firm.

"President Jiang, here are the sales reports for our products." A senior executive handed her a document.

Jiang Yutong flipped through the pages, her frown deepening. "Why are the numbers so low?"

"DR Cosmetics recently launched a new product line, which has severely impacted our sales," the executive reported.

"Show me their new products," Jiang Yutong ordered.

"Right away."

The executive pulled up a file on her phone and handed it over.

Jiang Yutong’s expression darkened.

"This…"

Their company researches whatever new products GR Cosmetics is developing—seems Lin Qingwan is determined to drive their business into the ground.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan walked into the private room Shen Mao had arranged for him.

"Chairman Shen, long time no see."

Lin Xuan offered a casual greeting before pulling out a chair and sitting down, his expression far from friendly.

"Using my company as leverage to threaten me—must be urgent business. Go on, what is it?" Lin Xuan crossed his legs, his tone dripping with indifference.

Shen Mao bristled at Lin Xuan’s attitude.

Originally, Lin Xuan had been the one eager to meet. Now, he was putting on this act—clearly, he’d caught wind of something and assumed Shen Mao had no choice but to beg for his cooperation.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Mao forced his voice into something calmer. "Lin Xuan, you’ve met Qianqian before."

"I have." A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuan’s eyes.

Shen Mao continued, "She had an accident recently. Her mental state… isn’t stable. She keeps saying she wants to marry you."

"Oh?" Lin Xuan arched a brow. "So today’s meeting is about me marrying Shen Qianqian."

"Exactly." Shen Mao nodded. "The doctors say you’re her obsession. If you marry her, she’ll recover."

"Chairman Shen, I already told you at Su Corporation—I have a girlfriend." Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a smile, but his voice was icy. "You know that, yet you still want me to marry Qianqian. Are you suggesting I abandon my girlfriend?"

Shen Mao chuckled dismissively. "Lin Xuan, a man should weigh his options. Women mean nothing in the face of real benefits. Once you rise to power, you can have any woman you want."

He dangled the bait. "Qianqian is my only daughter. Marry her, and you’ll inherit Shen Corporation."

Shen Mao knew exactly how capable his daughter was.

Handing the company to her was out of the question.

Lin Xuan had the skills—he could expand Shen Corporation into something greater. And when Shen Mao grew too old to manage things, he’d simply discard Lin Xuan and find Qianqian a more pliable puppet.

"Sorry, Chairman Shen. My girlfriend and I are unshakable. Even if you handed Shen Corporation to me today, I wouldn’t leave her." Lin Xuan picked up his glass and took a leisurely sip.

"Lin Xuan." Shen Mao’s patience snapped. His lips twisted into a cold smirk. "Think carefully. Will you marry my daughter or not? Do it, and Shen Corporation is yours. Refuse, and don’t blame me for coming after Tianmu Group."

"Oh, I’ll marry her." Lin Xuan straightened, his expression deadly serious.

Shen Mao smirked in triumph.

No matter how tough Lin Xuan acted, he couldn’t resist such an offer.

"Sign this agreement." Shen Mao tossed a document across the table.

Lin Xuan skimmed the contents, then let out a humorless laugh.

"Fine. I’ll marry Shen Qianqian immediately. And the second I take control of Shen Corporation, I’ll kick her out. Does that work for you, Chairman Shen?"

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