After a long while, Su Hua finally pulled away from Lin Xuan's lips, her face flushed with a rosy, intimate glow.
"That kiss just now was your reward, Ah Xuan."
Jiang Qing couldn't help but roll her eyes internally.
Boss Su, are you sure you’re not just making excuses to kiss Young Master Lin?
Of course, these words were only muttered in her mind. Even if she were given a hundred extra ounces of courage, she wouldn’t dare say them to Su Hua’s face.
"It’s getting late, Hua Bao. Let’s head back," Lin Xuan said.
"Okay, whatever Ah Xuan says," Su Hua replied obediently, nodding.
"Ah—" She had only taken a few steps when her legs suddenly gave way, nearly sending her tumbling to the ground. Fortunately, Lin Xuan swiftly caught her by the waist.
Su Hua’s cheeks flushed as she murmured, "Ah Xuan, I’m fine. It’s just that my legs feel a little weak. Maybe it’s because we kissed for too long just now… My body’s gotten a bit sensitive, that’s all."
Sensitive?
Hua Bao really had become much more sensitive lately.
Lin Xuan didn’t question her words. "Then let me carry you, Hua Bao."
"Thank you, Ah Xuan."
A faint, triumphant smile flickered in Su Hua’s eyes.
Lin Xuan scooped her up into his arms, holding her bridal-style.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable.
With Boss Su’s physical stamina, how could her legs possibly go weak just from a long kiss?
This was clearly an act!
Back at the restaurant, when Young Master Lin had appeared, Boss Su had deliberately let Shen Qianqian spill tea on her, putting on the act of a pitiful victim—unlocking her "white lotus" skills.
Had Boss Su now become addicted to playing the delicate flower?
Su Hua nestled against Lin Xuan’s chest as he carried her to the car and climbed in after her. Immediately, she clung to him again.
Just as Lin Xuan thought she might try something, Su Hua simply rested her head against his chest, idly toying with his fingers.
Ah Xuan’s fingers are so beautiful…
Her lips curled slightly as the car glided smoothly into Night Garden.
"Little Wang, I need to talk to you. Come with me for a moment."
Once the car stopped, Jiang Qing, ever the perceptive secretary, quickly ushered the driver away.
"Got it."
Little Wang pulled the handbrake and stepped out.
Jiang Qing even made sure to have Butler Wang clear the estate of all servants, instructing them to stay in their rooms.
Butler Wang caught on immediately. "Right away, Secretary Jiang. I’ll handle it."
Inside the black extended Rolls-Royce…
"Hua Bao, are your legs still weak? Should I carry you out?" Lin Xuan remained oblivious to the shifting atmosphere.
The stunning woman smirked, her red lips curving seductively before she pressed against him like a temptress.
"Ah Xuan, let’s finish what we started in the private room earlier, hmm?"
Without giving him a chance to refuse, she began undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one, then took his hand…
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Meanwhile, Shen Mao was in a daze as his chauffeur drove him back to the Shen residence. Neither of them noticed that the usually busy road now held only five cars.
Two of them suddenly swerved, cutting off Shen Mao’s car from the front.
Another two blocked the rear.
The four vehicles had Shen Mao’s car completely trapped.
"Screech—"
The driver slammed on the brakes, tires screeching against the pavement.
Already in a foul mood, Shen Mao’s anger flared at this reckless maneuver.
He rolled down the window and shouted, "What the hell are you doing? Learn how to drive!"
"Chairman," the bodyguard gulped, "I think they did this on purpose."
The doors of the other cars swung open, revealing several sunglasses-clad bodyguards.
These men were clearly here for him.
Sensing danger, Shen Mao tried to roll up the window—but it was too late.
One of the bodyguards yanked his door open.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Shen Mao demanded, his voice tense.
"You’re Shen Mao, right? What do you think we’re here for? We’re here to teach you a lesson."
Without another word, the bodyguard pulled out a sack and threw it over Shen Mao’s head.
"Are you all useless?!" Shen Mao roared. "Get me out of here!"
His two bodyguards eyed the seven or eight towering men and swallowed hard.
There were too many of them—and they were clearly trained.
They didn’t stand a chance.
Terrified but fearing unemployment, the two reluctantly stepped forward.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sound of fists pounding flesh echoed as the two bodyguards were swiftly beaten to the ground, groaning in pain.
The assailants dragged the sack-covered Shen Mao out of the car.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Kicks and punches rained down on him.
"Ahhh—!" Shen Mao howled in agony, his screams piercing the air.
Soon, his face was swollen and bruised, his entire body burning with pain as he curled into a fetal position.
Old Master Su stepped out of the center car, leaning on his cane.
"Take that sack off him," he ordered coldly.
"Yes, sir."
The bodyguards obeyed, removing the sack from Shen Mao’s head.
Old Master Su glared down at him. "So, you’re the one trying to steal my granddaughter’s fiancé?"
Shen Mao was too disoriented to process the words.
Granddaughter’s fiancé? Who was he talking about?
"Who… who are you?" Shen Mao spat through gritted teeth.
"Who I am doesn’t matter. You dared lay hands on my future grandson-in-law—have you got a death wish?" Old Master Su snapped.
No one was allowed to covet Su Guoxiong’s chosen heir!
"Keep beating him. Make sure he remembers this lesson," Old Master Su commanded.
"Yes, sir!"
The bodyguards resumed their assault, fists and feet mercilessly striking Shen Mao until he was barely conscious, whimpering weakly.
"Enough. Stop before you kill him. Death would be too easy for him."
Given his granddaughter’s temperament, she surely had her own ways of dealing with Shen Mao.
Let her handle the rest.
Old Master Su had only stepped in because he couldn’t stand the audacity. But as he turned to leave, he still felt unsatisfied.
With a final swing of his cane, he struck Shen Mao’s groin.
"Ahhh—!" The half-dead man suddenly jolted awake, clutching his crotch and writhing in fresh agony.
Was it… broken?!
His two battered bodyguards struggled to their feet and hurried to help him up.
"Chairman, are you alright?" one asked anxiously.
"Just get me into the car!" Shen Mao hissed through clenched teeth.
Supported by his men, he limped back into the vehicle, his face twisted in pain and fury.
"Who the hell was that?" he growled.
Even if Shen Corporation was in trouble, he wasn’t someone just anyone could trample on!
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
