"I'm heading back to the company first. Wan'er, come with us to handle company matters. The movie is about to release, so we need to focus on its promotion," Lin Chang said.
This film was Starlight Group's major production—a sci-fi movie with an investment of 800 million yuan.
After the box office failure of Tianxian Yuan and the relocation of their high-tech industrial project, they had suffered significant losses.
He was counting on this movie to recoup their losses.
Moreover, Lin Xuan's film was set to release on the same day. Lin Chang intended to use this movie to crush Lin Xuan's momentum and boost their company's stock price.
Even though his entire body still ached, he had to personally oversee the film's promotion—otherwise, he wouldn’t feel at ease.
"Understood."
Lin Qingwan nodded.
Upon hearing that Lin Xuan had been rescued, what surged in her heart wasn’t joy, but an overwhelming sense of loss.
She hadn’t expected Lin Xuan’s girlfriend to actually save him.
From now on, Xiao Xuan would probably never return. He would forever hold hostility toward her, his eldest sister, and she would never get the chance to make amends…
Lin Qingwan followed Lin Chang back to the company.
Jiang Shuqin said solemnly, "Li'er, don’t worry. Mom will make sure you get justice for this."
"Mom," Lin Li murmured, biting his lip. "Let’s just drop it. I’ve been occupying my brother’s identity all this time. It’s only natural he’d want to teach me a lesson."
"Li'er, what nonsense are you saying? You are my son. You’re the only son I recognize," Jiang Shuqin insisted.
"Thank you, Mom, for always protecting me."
Tears welled up in Lin Li’s eyes.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Shuqin’s heart ached even more. She silently swore that this time, she would make Lin Xuan pay.
How dare he bully Li'er like this? Who did he think he was? Did he even deserve to?
Soon, Jiang Shuqin devised a plan.
If the police refused to act, she would escalate the matter and force them to intervene!
Starlight Group.
Lin Chang asked, "How’s our movie promotion going?"
"Dad, don’t worry. Everything is proceeding as planned," Lin Qingwan replied. "Since our lead actor is a highly popular young idol, his fans are actively promoting the film for us. Combined with our company’s marketing and theater promotions, the movie has gained massive traction. Many people have already expressed interest in watching it in theaters."
"Good." Lin Chang nodded in satisfaction.
"What about Wolf Warrior from Skyline Films?" he asked next.
"Still no movement," Lin Qingwan answered. "Maybe they’re planning to rely on Douyin for promotion again, like before?"
Lin Chang scoffed. "Lin Xuan still thinks he can beat us using his old tricks. He doesn’t realize that movies and TV series are entirely different."
From what he knew, Lin Xuan hadn’t built any cinemas—he had simply arranged for Wolf Warrior to be screened in a nearly bankrupt theater.
That theater was tiny, with extremely limited seating.
Even if Lin Xuan’s movie performed well, its impact would be minimal.
Besides, Starlight Group’s film wasn’t bad either. Their audience numbers would far surpass Skyline Films’, and their influence would undoubtedly overshadow Lin Xuan’s movie.
Lin Chang leaned back in his executive chair, a confident smile playing on his lips.
This time, Starlight Group would emerge victorious.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin Xuan was still tied to the bed by Su Hua, who slept peacefully against his chest.
Lin Xuan wore an utterly resigned expression.
He had no idea where Hua Bao had learned so many techniques, but she had teased and pleasured him to the point of near ecstasy.
More importantly—three days.
Hua Bao had played with him for three whole days!
And she showed no signs of stopping.
If this continued, he wouldn’t last.
Lin Xuan deeply regretted his decision. He should have told Hua Bao about the incident from the start instead of sending Cheng Da to seek Grandpa Jiang’s help.
Then he wouldn’t have ended up locked in this "dark room."
Su Hua stirred awake at some point, her face still resting against his chest. Her slender, delicate fingers idly toyed with his hand.
Noticing his bare fingers, she slid his ring back onto his finger.
A satisfied smile curled her lips as she admired it.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan said weakly, "can you let me go now? It’s been three days. I’ve deeply reflected on my mistakes, and I promise I’ll never do it again."
These past few days had been torture.
The worst part? Hua Bao had been the one in control the entire time! Since he was bound to the bed, she only loosened the chains when absolutely necessary.
He was supposed to be the man, and Hua Bao the woman—yet for three days, their roles had been completely reversed.
And the fact that he’d enjoyed it so much…
Lin Xuan felt like his dignity as a man had been utterly obliterated by this little temptress.
"Master, are you in such a hurry to leave because I haven’t been satisfying you enough?" Su Hua arched a delicate brow.
"No, no!" Lin Xuan shook his head frantically. "I’m just worried that too much indulgence might harm your health."
Su Hua’s crimson lips curved. "It’s fine. If I can die like this, with A-Xuan by my side, I’ll have no regrets."
Lin Xuan: "…"
Fine.
Hua Bao was determined to keep him imprisoned. Resisting was pointless.
"Master," she purred, "let me continue serving you, hmm?"
The little temptress coiled around him again.
Su Corporation.
Jiang Qing was drowning in work.
A senior executive asked curiously, "Secretary Jiang, why are you the only one here these days? Where’s President Su? Why hasn’t she come to work?"
Jiang Qing shot him a resentful look.
She didn’t answer, but her thoughts were loud and clear: At home, pampering her little boyfriend, of course.
While the boss indulged in pleasure, the employees suffered.
"Old Wang," another executive pulled him aside, "why even ask? President Su is a workaholic—she used to come in even with a 39-degree fever. If she’s not here, there’s only one possible reason."
Old Wang’s eyes widened. "Old Xie, you mean… Young Master Lin?"
"Exactly," Old Xie nodded. "Him."
"Impressive. Young Master Lin actually managed to distract President Su so much she’s skipping work," Old Wang mused in awe.
Meanwhile, a crowd of reporters gathered outside Skyline Films.
"Old Xia? What are you doing here?" one journalist asked in surprise.
"Old Li? Same question—why are you here?"
"I received an email saying there’d be a spectacle involving Skyline Films’ CEO, Lin Xuan. That’s why I came."
"Me too!"
Unsurprisingly, all the reporters had been deliberately invited by someone.
Jiang Shuqin appeared at the entrance of Skyline Films.
Her gaze swept over the towering building, her eyes icy with malice.
She had tolerated Lin Xuan for far too long.
Since he dared to lay a hand on Li'er, she would no longer spare him any maternal sentiment!
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