Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously.
She’d better not fall onto Xuan’s body—otherwise, Su Hua would make sure she died without a grave to bury her in…
Butler Wang was also watching the video on the computer.
He wasn’t the least bit worried.
Young Master Lin had enough sense—he would never let that woman touch him.
The next second.
Su Hua saw Lin Xuan in the video kick out with his foot.
A pleased expression flickered across Su Hua’s delicate features.
"Xuan, so well-behaved," she murmured, lips curving.
Soon, however, her attention snapped to Wang Shiyun. This woman… was coveting her Xuan.
As Su Hua continued watching the video, she noticed the woman talking nonstop with Xuan.
They knew each other.
Su Hua tightened her grip on her phone. Aside from the arranged marriage between Xuan and Shen Qianqian, there had never been any other connections.
But this woman knew Xuan…
She would definitely try every trick to seduce him.
Su Hua checked Lin Xuan’s current location and abruptly stood up.
Purple River Villa…
Had he gone there with that woman?
A storm of fury churned in Su Hua’s eyes.
She’d better not try to steal Xuan away…
Su Hua strode out.
"Prepare the private jet," she ordered coldly.
"Madam Su, where are we heading?" the pilot asked, confused.
"Purple River Villa."
The pilot: "…"
Purple River Villa wasn’t even that far—less than an hour by car. Why bring out the private jet?
A servant couldn’t help but ask, "Butler Wang, why is Miss Su in such a hurry?"
Butler Wang replied matter-of-factly, "To catch a cheating bastard."
"Huh?" The servant’s jaw dropped.
After a moment, realization struck. "Butler Wang, you mean… Young Master Lin is cheating?"
"Exactly," Butler Wang nodded.
"Young Master Lin actually betrayed her?!" The servant paced anxiously. "We’re doomed, completely doomed! For over a year, Miss Su’s temper has been so mild—us servants have been living in peace!"
"If Young Master Lin betrays her, she’ll fly into a rage, and we’ll all suffer for it!"
Given Miss Su’s temperament, she would never let Xuan slip away with another woman so easily.
She’d just drag him back to Night Manor by force.
Were they about to relive those two years when Young Master Lin had desperately tried to escape Su Hua’s grasp, while she radiated a terrifying, suffocating aura day and night?
"Butler Wang, think of something!" the servant urged frantically.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Butler Wang rapped the servant’s head.
"If it were really about catching him cheating, Miss Su wouldn’t have left with that expression."
"Right…" The servant thought back to Su Hua’s demeanor when she left—she had seemed relieved.
Definitely not the face of someone about to catch an affair.
Back when Su Hua used to hear about Lin Xuan and Qin Ruoyao together, her expression had been downright apocalyptic.
Butler Wang explained, "Miss Su probably trusts Young Master Lin. But if another woman is eyeing him, and worse, if they already know each other… do you think Madam Su would just sit back and do nothing?"
Miss Su couldn’t tolerate even a speck of dust in her eyes.
And Lin Xuan was her bottom line—she would never allow anyone to take him from her.
"But Butler Wang, why did you say she was catching him cheating earlier…?" the servant frowned.
Butler Wang rolled his eyes. "It’s called hyperbole. Isn’t that how people talk online these days? You youngsters should spend more time on the internet and keep up with the times."
The servant: "…"
So now she was outdated?
Was this really how hyperbole worked?
On the way to Purple River Villa, Su Hua called Jiang Qing.
"Investigate Wang Shiyun’s background immediately," she commanded.
After a pause, she added, "Focus on digging up anything scandalous. And mobilize the Dark Rose intelligence network—S-rank priority."
"Understood, Madam Su," Jiang Qing acknowledged.
Even through the phone, she could imagine how dark Su Hua’s expression must be.
Wang Shiyun was finished.
And Young Master Lin? Heh. His kidneys were about to be finished too.
After hanging up, Jiang Qing wasted no time—Su Hua’s urgency was palpable. She immediately contacted the head of the Dark Rose intelligence division.
"Emergency mission! Emergency mission!"
Red warning lights flashed in the office.
It had been ages since they’d issued an alert of this level!
The head swiftly checked his screen.
Bright red text glared back at him:
[Investigate Wang Shiyun from Yundu City Nursing Vocational School. Priority: uncovering compromising material—e.g., romantic entanglements with multiple men.]
The head responded instantly: [Received!]
He had expected some high-profile target.
Instead, the dossier revealed… an utterly ordinary vocational student.
The head stared at the file, dumbfounded.
This qualified as an S-rank investigation?!
Since Purple River Villa was under Su Corporation’s holdings, Su Hua contacted the manager and demanded the surveillance footage.
As she watched, a low chuckle escaped her lips.
"Oh? So her dancing is that captivating?"
The pilot remained focused on flying.
Su Hua suddenly narrowed her eyes. "Do men enjoy watching women dance?"
"Uh…?" The pilot was baffled.
Where was this coming from?
"Answer honestly!" Su Hua snapped.
The pilot had no choice. "Well, I can’t speak for others, but I do like it. Especially when they wear… less."
Su Hua frowned.
Should she take up dancing?
She had spent years forcing Lin Xuan to stay by her side.
Now she realized—keeping a man devoted required more than coercion. It needed tender tactics, ways to ensnare his heart and soul.
Dancing in revealing clothes, perhaps?
A slow, crimson smile curved Su Hua’s lips.
Now that was an idea.
Luo Yuan had wanted to enjoy the show, not get drunk. After another small sip, he swayed.
"Wang Dahe, let’s keep—"
Before he could finish, his head thudded onto the table.
Wang Dahe, thoroughly wasted, grabbed Luo Yuan’s collar. "No sleeping! More drinks!"
"Ugh, lightweight."
He turned to Lin Xuan next. "Xuan, your turn! Drink up!"
"Fine, fine," Lin Xuan sighed, obliging.
Two cups later, he too collapsed.
"Brother Dahe," Wang Shiyun piped up eagerly. "Lin Xuan’s drunk. Let me help him to a room."
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," Wang Dahe slurred.
Even sober, he wasn’t the sharpest. Drunk, he was practically oblivious.
Wang Shiyun smiled, about to reach for Lin Xuan—
When Cheng Yi and Cheng Er materialized.
"Miss Wang, we’re the young master’s bodyguards. We’ll handle this."
No way were they letting this woman lay a finger on their boss.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
