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?"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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."
