Seeing Su Hua’s expression, a few words flashed through Lin Xuan’s mind.
His kidneys were about to flee…
No, that wasn’t it.
He hadn’t been gone for long, and he’d kept this matter well hidden. How did Hua Bao end up here?
Lin Chang had clearly already spoken to them.
The fact that the police had let him go so easily must have been Hua Bao’s doing.
Lin Xuan steeled himself and stepped forward.
“Hua Bao, why are you here?”
His voice lacked its usual confidence.
“Come with me,” Su Hua said coldly, her face expressionless.
With that, she turned and walked back to the car.
Lin Xuan followed behind her, not daring to say a word.
As soon as they entered the Rolls-Royce and the door closed, the stunning yet icy woman pinned Lin Xuan down onto the backseat.
The driver quickly raised the partition.
When the young lady was angry, the consequences were severe. If she was angry at someone else, that person would likely be lucky to escape with their life intact.
But if Young Master Lin provoked her… well, she would never hurt him physically or emotionally. She’d only…
Ahem. Best not to dwell on that.
The partition divided the car into two spaces.
In the backseat, Su Hua’s slender fingers traced Lin Xuan’s brows, his nose, and finally lingered on his lips.
Lin Xuan didn’t dare move.
Having spent enough time with Hua Bao, he knew her mood was off. The only thing he could do now was submit.
Time ticked by, each second stretching endlessly.
Lin Xuan’s heart pounded uneasily.
Five minutes passed before the woman finally spoke.
“Why was A-Xuan at the police station, hmm?”
Her tone dripped with danger.
Lin Xuan answered honestly, “I beat up Lin Li. Then Lin Chang showed up, so I beat him up too.”
He worried Hua Bao might find him terrifying—after all, he’d always maintained a gentle, refined image in front of her.
He didn’t want her to dislike his violent side.
So he omitted the part where Lin Chang and Lin Li had been left bloodied, with all forty fingernails and toenails forcibly removed by his orders.
“I didn’t hide my identity, so they knew it was me. I figured they’d report it to the police.”
Cheng Da had already relayed this to Su Hua. Hearing it again, her expression remained unreadable.
Her fingers idly played with the buttons on Lin Xuan’s shirt.
Unsure of her mood, Lin Xuan continued, “Just as I expected, they filed a report. That’s why I was at the station today.”
“But Hua Bao, don’t worry. I’ve erased all the evidence. They can’t prove I did it. Still, Lin Chang might use his connections against me. I’ve already planned for that. Remember the man I saved? He happened to be Jiang Liangjun, the former chairman of Jiang Corporation.”
“Three days ago, he visited Tianmu Group to thank me. One of his promises was that the Jiang family would fulfill any request within their power.”
“Hua Bao, you know Jiang Lao used to be in the military and politics—he has extensive connections. I thought I’d use this favor to get him to pull me out of jail if needed.”
After his explanation, Su Hua’s dangerous aura didn’t fade. If anything, it grew colder.
Lin Xuan’s voice grew quieter. “Hua Bao, I’ve got everything under control. I won’t put myself in danger.”
Su Hua’s expression remained icy.
Having said all he could, Lin Xuan wracked his brain.
Why did Hua Bao still look so terrifying?
He scrambled for a solution.
“Asking Jiang Lao for help, hmm?” Su Hua narrowed her eyes.
“Yes,” Lin Xuan answered meekly.
“Hah—” Su Hua let out a low, humorless laugh.
Lin Xuan frowned.
Was there a problem?
Did Hua Bao not want him involved with the Jiang family?
Or was she against him seeking Jiang Lao’s help?
Then it hit him.
So that’s why she was angry!
“Hua Bao—”
Before he could explain, Su Hua’s voice cut in, “A-Xuan, am I really so untrustworthy? You’d rather ask an outsider for help than come to me?”
Just as he’d guessed.
“Hua Bao, I just didn’t want you to worry,” Lin Xuan explained.
There was also the fact that if she looked into it, she’d see how brutally Lin Li and Lin Chang had been tortured—hardly fitting his usual refined image.
He wanted to maintain that gentle facade in front of her.
The whole ordeal had only taken three hours, and she wasn’t even off work yet.
He never expected her to show up at the station.
“A-Xuan.” Su Hua pressed her lips together. “I worry about your safety. And… you can rely on me.”
She’d fought tooth and nail to become the head of the Su family precisely so she could use her power to protect him—to ensure no harm ever came to him.
“I’ll remember,” Lin Xuan said obediently.
His response eased some of the coldness in Su Hua’s demeanor.
She wanted to be the first person he thought of, no matter the situation.
She wanted to be his everything.
If he couldn’t realize that on his own, she’d make sure he learned.
The tension in the car remained thick.
Trying to lighten the mood, Lin Xuan said, “Hua Bao, while dealing with Lin Li, I accidentally discovered something interesting.”
Su Hua stayed silent, toying with his fingers expressionlessly.
She longed to slip a wedding ring onto them—proof that he was hers.
But not yet…
Those people were in the way. How she wished she could wipe them all out.
Lin Xuan continued excitedly, “Hua Bao, did you know Lin Li’s been castrated? That thing of his—who knows who cut it off.”
Tsk, tsk. How tragic.
No children, only twenty-two, and already a eunuch.
Now he understood why Lin Li had paid the Black Tiger Gang to do the same to him—misery loves company.
At his words, Su Hua’s expression shifted subtly.
“A-Xuan thinks that person was cruel?” she asked quietly.
“Cruel? Hell no!” Lin Xuan laughed. “Not cruel at all! They did a damn good job!”
What a joke!
He’d planned to do the same to Lin Li. Calling the other person cruel would mean admitting he was just as vicious.
Su Hua’s eyes curved slightly.
A-Xuan didn’t think she was cruel.
“By the way, Hua Bao, where’s Qin Ruoyao now?” Lin Xuan asked.
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
