Your Wife Is Sick

With a "snap," the phone was completely destroyed.

Jiang Shuqin widened her eyes in shock. "Butler, what are you doing?"

"My apologies, Madam," the butler replied. "This was Master Lin Chang's order. He also said that if you have any objections, you can file for divorce."

"He wants to divorce me?!"

Jiang Shuqin's face turned pale as she collapsed into a chair.

Lin Chang actually wanted to divorce her!

He must have been fed up with her for a long time!

Jiang Shuqin clenched her fists tightly.

"Mom," Lin Li approached to comfort her. "Dad was just speaking in anger. You still have us."

Jiang Shuqin hugged Lin Li tightly as tears streamed down her face. "Yes, at least I still have you."

Meanwhile, at Tianmu Group.

Lei Hui seized the opportunity to release the promotional trailer for Wolf Warrior.

One word—

Epic!

Two words—

Absolutely epic!

Three words—

Freaking epic!

Netizens were stunned. No one expected the Wolf Warrior trailer to look this good—far superior to Starlight Group's so-called Void.

—As expected, anything from Tianmu Group, whether TV dramas or movies, is guaranteed to be top-tier!

—I’m definitely watching this film!

—Starlight Group's Void looks like it’ll fall way behind in quality, just like Celestial Love.

Theater owners, seeing the hype, knew Wolf Warrior was destined to be a hit.

They immediately reached out to Tianmu Group.

"President Lei, how about releasing your film in our theaters? Rest assured, we’ll give it prime screening slots and handle all the promotions," a theater manager fawned.

Lei Hui smirked coldly. "Manager Huang, if I recall correctly, your theater rejected our film before. What’s changed now?"

"President Lei, we were misled by some bad actors. You see—"

Before the manager could finish, Lei Hui cut him off.

"Manager Huang, I’m afraid it’s too late," Lei Hui said with a faint smile. "We’ve already signed an exclusive contract with Yingyi Cinemas. Wolf Warrior will only screen there. If you’re interested, we can discuss future collaborations."

Yingyi Cinemas had been on the verge of collapse due to fierce competition.

But their parent company had injected a massive investment, making them the majority shareholder. Now, Wolf Warrior would be the perfect tool to draw audiences back.

"Fine, we’ll talk next time."

The theater manager hung up with a grim expression.

"Lin Chang!" he muttered through gritted teeth. "I never should’ve trusted you!"

He deeply regretted it.

After seeing what happened to those major streaming platforms, he should’ve known opposing Tianmu Group never ends well.

Seven days and seven nights!

Lin Xuan and Su Hua had stayed in bed for an entire week!

Finally, Su Hua removed the restraints, leaving Lin Xuan utterly drained. He staggered into the bathroom and soaked in a long, soothing bath.

When he emerged, all the risqué costumes scattered on the floor had been cleared away—clearly tidied up.

Su Hua, now dressed in a short pink silk nightgown that barely reached her thighs, sat on the sofa flipping through a business magazine.

Hearing the bathroom door open, she set the magazine aside and approached Lin Xuan on tiptoe.

"Ah Xuan, I hope you’ve learned your lesson these past few days," she murmured.

"Because if you forget again, next time won’t be just seven days and nights… but forever."

Lin Xuan shuddered.

Judging by Su Hua’s expression, she wasn’t joking.

"I swear," he weakly raised two fingers in promise. "There absolutely won’t be a next time."

He was genuinely terrified.

This round alone had left him feeling hollowed out. A few more sessions like this, and he might actually die from exhaustion.

So, he’d never dare repeat his mistake.

"Good boy~" Su Hua rewarded him with a satisfied kiss on the lips.

"Consider this your prize."

Her eyes curved into crescents.

After dinner, Su Hua left for the office to handle business. Watching her go, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but reflect.

Seven days.

And for most of it, Su Hua had been the one doing the work. Yet here she was, energetic enough to head straight to the office afterward.

Meanwhile, he felt like a wrung-out rag, too weak to move.

This was completely unfair!

Lin Xuan ate his dinner in silence.

When he turned on his phone, countless missed calls flooded the screen—from Wang Dahe, Luo Yuan, Lei Hui, and Wang Ba.

His friends could wait.

Work matters could be postponed.

But gang business needed immediate attention.

Lin Xuan dialed Wang Ba first.

"Boss! Finally!" Wang Ba exclaimed. "I’ve got urgent news!"

"What is it?" Lin Xuan frowned.

"Boss… did you know your girlfriend is sick?"

"Your girlfriend’s the sick one—get to the point!"

Wang Ba hurriedly explained, "Boss, Su Corporation’s CEO—your girlfriend—sent someone to ask if you could treat her illness."

Lin Xuan frowned.

He’d secretly checked Su Hua’s pulse before. Aside from her occasional manic episodes, she didn’t seem to have any other health issues.

Was this about curing her outbursts?

"Boss, her secretary has contacted us multiple times. Should you treat her directly, or go under your alias, ‘Dr. Free Spirit’?" Wang Ba asked.

"Turn them down for now. Say I’m unavailable," Lin Xuan decided.

He hadn’t yet found a cure for Su Hua’s condition.

He needed more time.

That said, using his "Dr. Free Spirit" persona to treat her wasn’t a bad idea. Otherwise, explaining his medical skills would be tricky.

After ending the call with Wang Ba, Lin Xuan checked in with Lei Hui.

Listening to Lei Hui’s report, he frowned.

This wasn’t his doing—Su Hua must have intervened.

Honestly, being protected by her felt pretty great.

Next, Lin Xuan called Wang Dahe.

"What’s up?"

"Wow, the missing man returns!" Wang Dahe teased.

"I was busy with my girlfriend. We were… enjoying some alone time," Lin Xuan said dryly.

He was still exhausted.

Wang Dahe: "…"

Damn. No girlfriend, and now he was jealous again.

"Stop, stop," Wang Dahe cut in before Lin Xuan could rub it in further. "Glad you’re alive. Talk later."

Lin Xuan set his phone down just as the butler arrived with a steaming bowl of vitality-boosting tonic.

Now this butler knew what was up!

Meanwhile, Jiang Shuqin grew angrier the more she thought about Lin Chang hitting her and ordering the butler to smash her phone.

That night, she wandered alone near the villa, trying to clear her mind—unaware of the shadowy figures tailing her.

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