After giving her instructions, Su Hua noticed it was almost time to leave work and added, "Once you've carried out my orders, send her back to the Lin Family. The rest is up to you."
Compared to tormenting Jiang Shuqin, she much preferred spending time with her beloved A-Xuan.
Su Hua left.
Jiang Shuqin was then thrown into a freezer by Jiang Qing's orders—a freezer set at minus one degree Celsius.
Clad only in a long dress and a black long-sleeved top, the biting cold made Jiang Shuqin recall the time Lin Xuan had broken the jade necklace she had painstakingly purchased.
She had made him kneel in the snow as punishment.
At the time, she hadn’t thought much of it. But now, she realized just how bone-chillingly cold it was...
No.
She shouldn’t feel guilty at all.
If Lin Xuan hadn’t stolen and broken her jade, would she have punished him by making him kneel outside?
Jiang Shuqin hugged herself tightly.
Su Hua clearly wasn’t going to let her off easily. How much more torment would she have to endure?
That Lin Xuan was nothing but a jinx!
First, her child was lost because of him, and now Su Hua was subjecting her to this torture!
On the way back, the driver steered the car down a sparsely traveled road flanked by mountains.
Suddenly, Su Hua frowned, her sharp gaze scanning the surroundings.
"Stop the car," she ordered.
"Master, what’s wrong?" the driver asked, puzzled.
Su Hua didn’t answer, her eyes fixed in one direction.
Just then, an arrow shot out from that very spot.
"Protect the master!"
Four or five bodyguards swiftly surrounded Su Hua’s car, forming a protective barrier. Two others sprinted toward the source of the arrow.
Su Hua commanded, "Bring me that arrow."
"Yes," a bodyguard acknowledged, retrieving it immediately.
Su Hua examined the arrow carefully before snapping it in half with her slender, jade-like fingers. Inside the hollow shaft was a note.
"My spirit, return to us. Surely you wouldn’t want your A-Xuan to remember what happened on the island, would you?"
Su Hua’s face drained of color.
Her grip tightened.
Crack.
The arrow shattered into dust in her hand.
So, they wanted to take A-Xuan away from her again?
Hmph.
Anyone who dared steal A-Xuan from her deserved death!
Su Hua picked up her phone and ordered, "Find out the whereabouts of the assassination group 'Shang' immediately!"
She would annihilate them all.
Jiang Qing nodded. "Understood."
She remembered Shang was an international assassin organization. Why was Su Hua investigating them?
Su Hua leaned back against the car seat, her mind flashing back to the memories of her and Lin Xuan on the island.
If A-Xuan really regained his memories...
She couldn’t guarantee he would stay by her side...
This was a ticking time bomb.
The fury in Su Hua’s eyes intensified.
She wanted to kill them all—every single person who stood between her and A-Xuan.
Slowly, a crimson hue tinged her gaze.
One of the bodyguards noticed the change in her eyes and urgently said, "The master is about to have an episode! Hurry back to Night Garden and find Young Master Lin! Only he can calm her down!"
"Got it!"
The driver slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped off.
Old Master Su arrived at Night Garden.
"Grandfather, what brings you here?" Lin Xuan stepped forward to support him.
"Just bored at home, so I thought I’d drop by," Old Master Su replied.
"Xiao Xuan, has Hua'er still not shown any signs of pregnancy?" the old man couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Xuan frowned.
Was he referring to Su Hua being pregnant?
"Not yet," Lin Xuan answered honestly.
"That can’t be. You two are so... active. How could she not be pregnant?" Old Master Su looked genuinely puzzled.
There shouldn’t be anything wrong with Hua'er’s health.
And Xiao Xuan seemed perfectly healthy too.
Lin Xuan also found it strange.
They hadn’t taken any precautions, so why wasn’t she pregnant?
Still, perhaps it was for the best. From what he knew, the Su Family was a den of wolves. Now wasn’t the right time for a child.
Old Master Su suddenly had a thought and stroked his chin, eyeing Lin Xuan suspiciously. "You two haven’t been using protection, have you?"
Lin Xuan shook his head. "No."
"That doesn’t make sense." Old Master Su’s brows knitted together.
They’d been together for over a year. Why no child yet?
"Grandfather," Lin Xuan reassured him, "when the time is right, it’ll happen naturally."
"True, true." The old man nodded.
Given how inseparable the young couple was, a child was bound to come sooner or later.
Su Hua returned to Night Garden.
"Hua'er," Old Master Su greeted her.
He was about to say something when he noticed her gaze fixed on Lin Xuan.
Her eyes were tinged with crimson.
"Is Hua'er having an episode?" Old Master Su stiffened in alarm.
"Yes," a bodyguard confirmed.
Their exchange drew Su Hua’s attention, and her icy glare shifted to Old Master Su and the bodyguard.
Her eyes brimmed with murderous intent.
Old Master Su: "..."
His granddaughter truly became unrecognizable during these episodes—except for Lin Xuan.
Love really did overshadow familial bonds.
As Su Hua advanced toward him with that deadly look in her eyes, Old Master Su shuddered.
With surprising agility for his age, he darted behind Lin Xuan.
He needed to hide.
His old bones couldn’t withstand Hua'er’s wrath. He still needed to stay in good health to welcome his future grandchild!
Su Hua’s gaze followed the old man’s movement before settling on Lin Xuan.
She frowned.
Why was her little bed slave just sitting there instead of coming to her?
Su Hua strode over without hesitation, pinning him to the couch and kissing him fiercely.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Seriously? After seven days and nights, he’d hoped for at least a few days of rest.
But now, Hua Bao was having an episode...
His kidneys were doomed again!
When Su Hua was like this, she was especially relentless—though the silver lining was that these episodes didn’t last too long.
She ravaged Lin Xuan’s lips, even biting down hard enough to make him hiss in pain. A flicker of guilt crossed her eyes, and she softened her touch.
Little bed slave?
Old Master Su chuckled and shook his head.
Ah, youth.
He really was getting too old to keep up with the times.
Clatter.
Someone knocked over a knife.
The disturbance reignited Su Hua’s irritation, and her murderous glare swept across the room.
Sensing danger, Old Master Su quickly said, "Let’s go, let’s go. We should leave now."
Best to let them have their privacy.
No point interrupting the lovebirds.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?"
