Seduction

Shen Mao was dumbfounded.

Lin Xuan actually dared to kiss Boss Su?

He truly had no sense of self-preservation.

Everyone knew Boss Su kept men at arm’s length—those who so much as brushed against her had their hands broken.

Now, Lin Xuan was truly done for.

Honestly, Lin Xuan was an idiot. From the tone of Boss Su’s earlier words, she had seemed quite interested in investing in Tianmu Group.

Had Lin Xuan just offered enticing terms, Boss Su would have surely invested in his company.

But instead, he not only downplayed his own company’s worth but also tried to seduce Boss Su with his looks—even going so far as to kiss her.

Wasn’t Lin Xuan just digging his own grave?

Boss Su would undoubtedly fly into a rage. Tianmu Group would go bankrupt, and Lin Xuan himself would be left wishing for death under Boss Su’s torment.

The secretary whispered to Shen Mao in relief, "Chairman, it seems Lin Xuan only managed to establish Tianmu Group by seducing women."

"Exactly. No doubt about it," Shen Mao sneered.

A sudden wave of dread washed over him.

Thank goodness Qianqian hadn’t married Lin Xuan—she would have been miserable.

"Now that Lin Xuan has gone and offended Boss Su on his own, I don’t even need to lift a finger to deal with him," Shen Mao mocked. "What a fool."

Shen Mao and his secretary prepared to watch as Lin Xuan was thrown out of the hotel by Su Hua’s people.

Several minutes passed.

"Chairman, something’s not right," the secretary murmured, noticing the oddity. "Why hasn’t Boss Su pushed Lin Xuan away yet? Even Secretary Jiang is just sitting there, doing nothing."

It looked as though Boss Su was letting Lin Xuan kiss her willingly…

Without hesitation, Shen Mao scoffed, "Boss Su and her secretary must be in shock. They’ve probably never encountered someone like Lin Xuan before and haven’t reacted yet."

The secretary muttered under her breath, "Is that really it?"

But this was too strange.

Boss Su had previously declared she would no longer collaborate with Shen Corporation—yet today, she had suddenly proposed a partnership.

Not only that, she had walked straight into Lin Xuan’s private room and sat beside him.

When Shen Mao tried to have Lin Xuan thrown out, Boss Su had stopped him.

And there was more!

Given Boss Su’s temperament, she would never tolerate interruptions during a business discussion—yet she had repeatedly allowed Lin Xuan to cut in.

All of Boss Su’s reactions suggested she had come here today solely for Lin Xuan.

"Chairman," the secretary cautiously pointed out, "do you think Boss Su might actually… enjoy being kissed by Lin Xuan?"

"Enjoy it? How is that possible?" Shen Mao scoffed. "Lin Xuan is younger than her. Not only does Boss Su avoid men like the plague, but even if she were to take an interest in someone, it wouldn’t be him."

The secretary fell silent.

The chairman seemed too blinded by rage to listen to reason. There was no point in arguing further.

"Lin Xuan, you have some nerve!" Shen Mao slammed the table and stood up. "How dare you treat Boss Su like this!"

The intimate moment was shattered.

Lin Xuan rarely acted so boldly with Su Hua in front of others—it had taken considerable resolve to kiss her just now.

Now, snapping back to reality, he awkwardly retreated to his seat.

Su Hua’s aura turned icy.

"Enough!" Her voice dripped with danger.

"Boss Su, let me teach this brat a lesson for you," Shen Mao said, assuming her anger was directed at Lin Xuan.

He shot Lin Xuan a triumphant look.

You’re finished, Lin Xuan.

Shen Mao pulled out his phone, ready to summon the bodyguards waiting outside.

But then Su Hua spoke.

"Secretary Jiang, shut him up."

"Yes, Boss Su."

Jiang Qing complied without hesitation.

Shen Mao thought the order was meant for Lin Xuan—until Jiang Qing stepped in front of him.

"Chairman Shen, my apologies. Boss Su wants you to be quiet."

"Secretary Jiang, you must have misunderstood. Surely Boss Su meant Lin Xuan."

"No mistake. It’s you."

Without further explanation, Jiang Qing clamped a hand firmly over Shen Mao’s mouth.

The secretary shrank back, too terrified to utter a word, desperately trying to make herself invisible.

Just as she had suspected—Boss Su was here for Lin Xuan.

"Hua Bao, let’s go back," Lin Xuan muttered, avoiding eye contact.

"You started this, Ah Xuan. Did you think you could just run?" Su Hua nipped at his ear.

Shen Mao’s eyes bulged in disbelief.

Since when were Boss Su and Lin Xuan this close?

Su Hua suddenly stood and strode over to Lin Xuan, draping her slender arms around his neck.

"Kiss me," she commanded, leaving no room for refusal.

Lin Xuan sighed but obliged, lowering his head to capture her lips.

The temperature between them soared.

Su Hua’s cheeks flushed a delicate pink, making her all the more alluring.

The kiss was slow, deep, and achingly tender.

The entire time, Jiang Qing kept Shen Mao’s mouth sealed, ensuring not a single sound disrupted the moment.

Shen Mao could only gape in shock, his mind reeling.

What the hell was happening?

Not only was Boss Su not punishing Lin Xuan—she was sitting in his lap, kissing him passionately.

What kind of spell had Lin Xuan cast? Even Qianqian had fallen for him at first sight.

Su Hua didn’t pull away until twenty minutes later, leaving one last teasing bite on Lin Xuan’s neck.

A vivid mark bloomed on his skin, along with a smudge of her lipstick.

She traced the bruise with her fingertips, satisfaction glinting in her eyes.

"Ah Xuan, we’ll continue this later," she murmured, her voice husky.

Then, just like that, she returned to her seat, her demeanor shifting back to that of the untouchable CEO.

Only the lingering flush on her cheeks betrayed her desire.

Her gaze darkened with frustration.

If not for needing to deal with Shen Mao, she would have ordered Jiang Qing to clear the room and pounce on Lin Xuan right then.

Finally, Jiang Qing released Shen Mao.

"Boss Su, you and Lin Xuan… you’re…?" Shen Mao stammered, still struggling to process what he’d seen.

Su Hua smirked. "Lin Xuan’s performance was… satisfactory. I’ve decided to invest in Tianmu Group."

Shen Mao’s face paled.

"Boss Su, Tianmu Group is just a startup. Investing in them is a gamble—you could lose everything!"

"That’s pocket change to me. I can afford to lose it," Su Hua replied dismissively.

Shen Mao’s heart sank further.

Boss Su’s words made it clear—she was investing in Tianmu Group and abandoning Shen Corporation.

Without Su Corporation’s backing, Shen Corporation was doomed.

He had to find a way to salvage this.

A thought suddenly brightened Shen Mao's eyes.

Got it!

"Boss Su, don’t be fooled by Lin Xuan’s righteous and self-disciplined appearance. The truth is, he already has a girlfriend. You should be careful not to fall for his hypocritical act—he’s not sincere with you. He’s only after your money," Shen Mao said obsequiously.

"Girlfriend?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Shen Mao nodded. "The other day when I went to Su Corporation to see you, I ran into him carrying a takeout box. He admitted to me himself that he has a girlfriend."

"Oh, and he even introduced her to my daughter."

Su Hua nodded. "I know about that. During that time, Shen Qianqian stormed into my company, demanding that I fire a woman for offending her. That woman must be Lin Xuan’s girlfriend, right?"

"Boss Su," Shen Mao said apologetically, "I’m truly sorry about that. Qianqian was being immature. I went to Su Corporation several times, but you must have been too busy—I never got the chance to meet you."

Su Hua parted her red lips. "Not too busy. I just didn’t want to see you."

Shen Mao’s face stiffened in embarrassment.

Su Hua tapped the desk lightly, her expression cold. "As I recall, after Shen Qianqian barged into my company and threatened me to fire that woman, I terminated all cooperation with Shen Corporation."

"Boss Su, I apologize."

Thinking Su Hua was bringing up the past because she was still angry, Shen Mao hurriedly offered more apologies.

"I’ve already disciplined Qianqian severely. Besides, she was recently kidnapped by someone—no one knows who—and now she’s mentally unstable. The doctors say she was assaulted by multiple men. She’s disfigured and covered in injuries."

Shen Mao pulled out his phone and showed Su Hua a photo of Shen Qianqian.

It was a picture he had taken when she was first admitted to the hospital. Shen Qianqian lay on a stretcher, drenched in blood, with the word "slut" carved glaringly into her face.

Lin Xuan’s gaze flickered to the image on the phone, his face filled with shock.

Who had done this to Shen Qianqian?

Brutal.

But well-deserved.

Given Shen Qianqian’s arrogant and domineering nature, she must have offended plenty of people. No wonder someone retaliated.

Truly, evil has its own reckoning.

Su Hua subtly observed Lin Xuan’s reaction, noting not a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

A satisfied smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Ah Xuan, you’re behaving well—knowing better than to show pity for another woman.

"Boss Su, look how badly my daughter has suffered. She’s already been punished. Surely you’re satisfied now?" Shen Mao said ingratiatingly.

Su Hua let out a light laugh but remained silent, her icy gaze fixed on him.

Shen Mao pressed on, "Boss Su, I swear everything I’ve said is true. Lin Xuan has a girlfriend. If you don’t believe me, you can investigate."

Right now, Shen Mao was desperate to expose Lin Xuan as a scumbag in Su Hua’s eyes.

That way, she’d lose interest in him and refuse to invest in Tianmu Group.

"I’ve known about his girlfriend for a long time," Su Hua said calmly.

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