Lin Xuan pushed open the door.
The room was pitch black, all the windows covered by curtains, not a single ray of light seeping through.
Su Hua sat on the sofa, exuding an overwhelming sense of isolation, as if she had cut herself off from the world.
Seeing her like this made Lin Xuan’s heart ache.
He stepped forward.
“Hua Bao, it’s me, your Ah Xuan,” Lin Xuan said softly.
Su Hua lifted her gaze, her frost-filled eyes settling on him.
Suddenly, her expression shifted, and she let out a low laugh. “Isn’t this my little bed slave?”
Lin Xuan: “…”
So this is all she remembers when she’s having an episode.
Su Hua rose from the sofa, her red lips brushing against the corner of his mouth. “Little bed slave, serve me well, hmm?”
She captured his lips in a kiss.
The bodyguard, witnessing this, tactfully closed the door behind them.
Lin Xuan had no choice but to obediently wrap his arms around her waist.
Hua Bao was in the middle of an episode.
He had to indulge her.
From an angle Lin Xuan couldn’t see, a triumphant glint flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.
This time, Su Hua was especially wild.
By the end, Lin Xuan was truly drained—not a drop left.
It wasn’t until 3 PM that the two of them finally fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Wang Dahe glanced at his watch. “It’s already 3 o’clock. Why haven’t Xuanzi and President Su gotten up yet?”
Luo Yuan had already guessed what Lin Xuan and Su Hua had been up to the night before.
He chuckled. “Isn’t this normal? Waking up late is to be expected.”
A man and a woman alone together, dry wood meeting fierce flames—of course they’d sleep in.
Another half hour passed before Su Hua and Lin Xuan finally appeared.
Wang Dahe and Luo Yuan immediately stood up from their seats, greeting in unison, “Sister-in-law!”
Su Hua had originally disliked the two of them.
But now, they were calling her “sister-in-law.”
“Hmm.” Su Hua couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at her lips. She extended her hand. “Cheque.”
The bodyguard promptly handed her one.
After filling it out, Su Hua passed one to each of them.
“Since you’re Ah Xuan’s friends, consider this a reward.”
Luo Yuan and Wang Dahe stared at the amount, dumbfounded.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand…
Holy shit.
A million!
“Thank you for your generosity, sister-in-law!”
The two of them grinned from ear to ear.
They had no qualms about accepting the money—Su Hua was the president of Su Corporation, after all. To her, this was mere pocket change.
Su Hua said, “Ah Xuan’s only woman is me. Understood?”
Wang Dahe thumped his chest. “Don’t worry, sister-in-law! We’ll keep an eye on Xuanzi for you. No little tramp will get close to him.”
Luo Yuan nodded vigorously. “Yeah, yeah! I’ll make sure Lin Xuan behaves.”
“Good.” Su Hua’s lips curled in satisfaction.
That two million was well spent.
Lin Xuan, who had been treated as invisible: “…”
Seriously? You two just agreed to spy on me right in front of my face?
So much for brotherhood—you’re just using me as an ATM.
After the meal, Su Hua and Lin Xuan returned to Night Garden.
While scrolling through his phone, Wang Dahe stumbled upon photos of Wang Shiyun getting cozy with various men—flooding the internet.
“Holy crap.” His jaw dropped. “Who did this?”
This was absolutely brilliant.
Soon, he came across a news report about a woman beaten unconscious. Though Wang Shiyun’s face was swollen beyond recognition, Wang Dahe recognized her immediately.
She’d been beaten this badly?
Su Hua’s figure flashed through his mind. Could this be President Su’s doing…?
Wang Dahe gulped.
From now on, he’d better cut back on the casual shoulder pats with Xuanzi. If President Su got jealous, it could be deadly.
Back at Night Garden, Lin Xuan retreated into his workspace to continue editing Sword of Legends.
The next morning, he delivered the finished product to Lei Hui.
Lei Hui blinked in confusion. “Boss, what brings you here?”
It hadn’t been long since his last visit. For the boss to show up again so soon was completely out of character.
Lin Xuan raised a brow. “What, I can’t come to the company?”
Lei Hui gave him a look, leaving the implication unspoken.
Under that gaze, Lin Xuan inexplicably felt guilty.
He tossed a USB drive to Lei Hui.
Lei Hui frowned. “This is…?”
Lin Xuan: “The fully edited Sword of Legends.”
Lei Hui’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull.
“Boss, you’re saying… Sword of Legends is already done?”
“Yeah.” Lin Xuan nodded. “You can start arranging voiceovers now.”
Lei Hui’s face was a picture of shock. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that Lin Xuan had finished editing the series.
Wait.
Hadn’t it only been two days?
How was this possible?
As he began reviewing Sword of Legends, his astonishment only grew.
The special effects were mind-blowing.
Nothing like the cheap, tacky CGI flooding the market…
“This…” Lei Hui stared at Lin Xuan in awe. “Boss, how did you pull this off?”
Lin Xuan casually came up with an excuse. "Hua Bao put together a team of computer geniuses from all over the world. They’ve been working day and night to get this done."
"Having a girlfriend like that is just too good," Lei Hui couldn’t help but say.
If he were the boss, why even bother working hard?
Wouldn’t it be better to just live off her?
Money earned through grueling effort could never compare to the sheer comfort of living the easy life.
Wait—
Thinking of something, Lei Hui’s expression turned resentful again. With the way the boss slacked off, could he even call it "hard work"?
"Yeah, it’s pretty great," Lin Xuan said with a smirk.
The moment Foxtail heard Lin Xuan had come to the company, he stormed straight into the general manager’s office.
Foxtail glared at Lin Xuan, his face full of accusation.
"What’s wrong?" Lin Xuan was baffled. Why did he look like he’d abandoned his wife and kids?
Foxtail gritted his teeth. "Lin Xuan, how dare you act clueless!"
"Have you even seen what your readers are saying? They’re about to revolt!"
He tossed his phone at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan picked it up and saw countless readers threatening him—some swore to hunt him down with 180-meter-long blades, while others vowed to lock him in a dark room and whip him with a leather strap if he didn’t write.
Foxtail glared harder. "Boss, no offense, but you used to update hundreds of thousands of words a day. Now you barely manage four thousand, and you keep leaving us on cliffhangers. The other day, you stopped right at the most agonizing part. I thought you’d update the next day, but no—you just went on hiatus!"
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose sheepishly.
Well, he’d been too busy getting tangled up with that little temptress Hua Bao to remember updating.
Foxtail clenched his jaw. "Boss, when are you going to pull yourself together and start updating tens of thousands—no, hundreds of thousands—of words a day again?"
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
