"Except, Jiang Shuqin, I suppose you had no idea." Su Hua's red lips curled into a smirk. "The one who's been with Ah Xuan is me. The one who crashed the wedding was also me."
"What?"
Jiang Shuqin's eyes widened in shock once again.
Ever since Lin Xuan left the Lin Family, the one who had been supporting him was actually Su Hua!
Jiang Shuqin recalled every moment from the past.
No wonder, on the day Lin Xuan got into a fight and needed a guardian, that person who claimed to be a lawyer from Su Corporation showed up to help him.
No wonder Lin Xuan had the funds to establish Skyline Group.
And no wonder he walked out of the police station unscathed.
So, it was all orchestrated by Su Hua behind the scenes.
Jiang Shuqin's mind buzzed with disbelief.
She had assumed that after Lin Xuan left the Lin Family, without their protection, he had nothing left. She never imagined he would turn around and latch onto Su Hua.
No wonder he had been so confident when he walked away from the Lin Family...
"Ms. Jiang, let me clarify something." Su Hua's voice was icy. "Ah Xuan and I are not in a sugar daddy relationship. We are equals—lovers. I will never let go of Ah Xuan in this lifetime. We will marry and have children."
In Su Hua's eyes,
Lin Xuan was never beneath her. If anything, there were times she felt inferior to him.
After all, the one who falls in love first, the one who loves deeper, loses first.
Fortunately, Ah Xuan reciprocated her love.
Jiang Shuqin remained on her knees, unable to process the situation.
How had things come to this...?
"Jiang Shuqin, you should brace yourself for what comes next." Su Hua narrowed her eyes. "Anyone who dares to harm Ah Xuan must be punished."
Su Hua reclined in her chair, crossing her legs elegantly, her back resting against the seat, hands resting on the armrests.
She exuded the aura of a queen.
Jiang Shuqin knelt before her, trembling uncontrollably as she took in Su Hua's imposing presence.
"I recall an incident where Ah Xuan fell into a swimming pool, and you all saved Lin Li while leaving him to drown, didn’t you?"
"Then you should experience firsthand what it feels like to suffocate."
Su Hua signaled for the prepared water to be brought forward.
A large barrel was revealed, half-filled with blood.
Then, several more buckets of water were poured in, filling it to the brim.
"Jiang Shuqin, do you know what this is?"
Su Hua raised an eyebrow. "This is half a barrel of blood drained from over a dozen people. You’ll get to savor the sensation of drowning in it."
A thick, metallic stench rose from the barrel.
"Guh—"
Jiang Shuqin gagged, clutching her chest as she knelt and dry-heaved.
It took her a while to recover.
"CEO Su!" Jiang Shuqin crawled to Su Hua’s feet. "I’m Lin Xuan’s mother—your mother-in-law! Please, spare me!"
"Mother-in-law?"
Su Hua scoffed and kicked her away.
"Ah Xuan has no family."
The only person close to him was her.
"Men!"
Su Hua commanded coldly, "Hold her by the barrel. Let her experience what suffocation truly feels like."
"Yes."
Two bodyguards stepped forward and restrained Jiang Shuqin.
"No!"
"Please, no!"
"Su Hua, I’m your mother-in-law! You can’t do this to me!"
Jiang Shuqin screamed.
Su Hua remained seated, swirling a glass of deep red wine, watching Jiang Shuqin with mocking amusement.
Jiang Shuqin thrashed wildly, but her struggles were nothing against the trained bodyguards.
"Mmmpfh—!"
Her head was forced into the bloody water.
The foul liquid invaded her nostrils as she flailed against the surface.
A minute later,
just as Jiang Shuqin was on the verge of passing out—
"Whoosh!"
The bodyguards yanked her back by the hair.
She gasped for air—
"Whoosh!"
Her head was plunged back in.
This cycle repeated dozens of times, forcing Jiang Shuqin to endure the brink of death over and over.
It was torture—both physical and psychological.
"Whoosh!"
After the forty-ninth dunking,
"That’s enough."
At Su Hua’s command, Jiang Shuqin was thrown to the ground.
"Su Hua—no, CEO Su! Please, let me go! I’ll never treat Lin Xuan like that again!" Jiang Shuqin begged.
She had a terrible premonition.
Something even worse awaited her.
"Jiang Shuqin, do I need your promises?" Su Hua’s lips curled coldly. "The man I protect is untouchable."
Jiang Shuqin shivered.
"Men." Su Hua ordered again. "Bring the whip."
A bodyguard promptly handed one over.
"CEO Su, here."
Jiang Qing presented a pair of pristine white gloves.
Su Hua took them and slid them on with deliberate grace.
Jiang Qing watched, shaking her head.
In the past, Su Hua never wore gloves when executing someone. She once said she loved the sensation of warm blood coating her hands.
But ever since Young Master Lin remarked that he didn’t want blood staining her hands,
Su Hua had worn gloves for every execution since.
Truly, a husband-whipped woman.
Whip in hand, Su Hua strode toward Jiang Shuqin.
"Su Hua… you’re going to whip me?" Jiang Shuqin trembled.
She recalled the scars covering Lin Chang and Lin Li’s bodies.
Was she about to suffer the same fate?
"Isn’t it obvious?"
Su Hua smirked and raised the whip—
"CRACK!"
The lash struck Jiang Shuqin’s body.
"AHHH—!"
She curled into a ball, writhing in agony.
Su Hua’s gaze darkened.
This was how Ah Xuan had been tortured by the Lin Family. Back on the island, she had seen the countless scars—old and new—covering his body.
She would repay every ounce of suffering he endured.
"CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!"
Lash after lash rained down.
"AAAAAHHH—!"
Screams echoed through the basement.
Jiang Shuqin rolled on the floor, her body soon covered in over twenty welts.
"Jiang Qing, didn’t Lin Chang and Lin Li have their fingernails and toenails ripped out?" Su Hua asked coolly.
"Yes," Jiang Qing confirmed.
"If the husband and son suffered it, the wife and mother shouldn’t be exempt." Su Hua’s tone was indifferent.
Jiang Shuqin shuddered.
Su Hua was going to pull out her nails?!
"CEO Su, the pliers."
A bodyguard respectfully handed over a gleaming pair.
Jiang Shuqin’s teeth chattered at the sight.
"Su Hua, I’ll do anything—just let me go, please!" she pleaded, voice shaking.
The mere thought of the pain made her want to faint.
"Hold her down!"
Su Hua commanded.
"Yes!"
The four bodyguards pinned Jiang Shuqin to the ground together.
Jiang Shuqin couldn't move a muscle.
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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?"
