Stolen Phone

Su Hua returned to the study to continue her work, but the words in that arrow left her deeply unsettled.

She pressed her lips together.

She had to nip this matter in the bud before Xuan truly regained those memories.

She couldn’t bear the thought of her current happiness vanishing forever.

Xuan no longer cared about the Lin family or Qin Ruoyao.

If he ever decided to leave her, she had no way to keep him.

The only option would be to forcefully confine him in Night Garden.

But then, she would face the Xuan of over a year ago—no, an even more fiercely resistant version of him...

Su Hua clenched her fists, her eyes burning with an intense, murderous intent.

The next day, Lin Xuan still went to the company.

And once again, he enjoyed a blissful nap there.

"Cheng Da, Cheng Er," Lei Hui couldn’t help but ask, "How long has the boss gone without sleep? He comes to the office just to crash in the lounge."

What was even stranger was that despite not getting proper rest, he didn’t have any dark circles under his eyes.

Cheng Er chuckled slyly. "Our young master has slept plenty—just exhausted from working too hard."

"Working? What kind of work?"

Lei Hui was baffled.

His boss was notoriously lazy—what could he possibly have done to wear himself out like this?

"The kind between a man and a woman," Cheng Er whispered conspiratorially.

Lei Hui: "!!!"

As a married man with kids, he wasn’t some clueless youngster. He knew exactly what they meant.

So, all this time, their boss and Su Hua had been... frequently occupied with that.

Seems like Su Hua was the dominant one.

Otherwise, the boss would’ve just slept at home instead of sneaking off to the office to catch up on rest.

Mind. Blown.

Who would’ve thought their boss was the one getting pinned down?

Then again, considering Su Hua’s domineering presence, it made sense.

Lin Xuan slept until 3:20 PM, finally feeling like a human again.

The moment he opened his phone—

Foxtail was spamming him relentlessly.

Update!

Update!

Hurry up and update!

Lin Xuan had no choice but to dive back into his writing space, quickly typing out the overdue chapters and posting them.

As always, he left each novel’s latest installment on a perfectly cruel cliffhanger.

Readers: !!!!

Where’s my knife?

Where’s my Italian cannon?!

Damn it, I really want to lock this author in a dark room and force him to write!

"Boss," Lei Hui entered the office.

"Lin Qingwan and Lin Chang are here. Lin Qingwan looks really anxious," he reported. "Should I send them away?"

"No need. Let’s see what they want." Lin Xuan smirked coldly.

He was curious about their reason for showing up.

Lin Xuan went downstairs.

Lin Chang looked ready to charge at him and slap him, but the memory of being tortured by Lin Xuan in that basement made him freeze mid-motion.

Even though he’d hired a small army of bodyguards afterward, the sight of Lin Xuan still sent chills down his spine.

Lin Chang took a deep breath, swallowing his rage.

"You’ve already taken me and Lin Li, and now—"

"Hold up." Lin Xuan cut him off. "Chairman Lin, let me remind you—you can eat whatever you want, but don’t go spouting nonsense. The police cleared me. I’m not the one who beat you and Lin Li."

"You—!"

Lin Chang glared at him furiously.

Lin Xuan grinned, thoroughly enjoying the sight of Lin Chang’s livid expression.

"Lin Chang," Lin Xuan taunted, "how does it feel to hate me so much but be completely powerless against me?"

Lin Chang’s fists trembled with rage as he pointed at Lin Xuan and roared, "Ungrateful bastard!"

Lin Xuan sprawled lazily on the sofa, legs crossed comfortably, arms draped over the backrest—the picture of insolence.

Lin Qingwan bit her lip. "Mom went missing yesterday. Xuan, did you take her?"

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Shuqin had disappeared?

Who could’ve done it?

For some reason, Su Hua’s face flashed in his mind, and he frowned.

Was this her doing?

Jiang Shuqin had just stirred up trouble with Skyline Group, and right after Su Hua released him from confinement, she vanished.

Was Su Hua getting revenge for him?

Lin Qingwan continued, "Xuan, I know Mom hasn’t been the best to you, and I understand your resentment. But no matter how she treated you in the past, she carried you for nine months and gave birth to you. Please don’t hurt her."

Her saccharine, hypocritical tone made Lin Xuan sick.

"Enough," Lin Xuan snapped. "Lin Qingwan, didn’t you say you wanted to be a good older sister? So why are you pinning your mom’s disappearance on me the second she goes missing?"

"Xuan..."

Lin Qingwan looked at him with feigned sorrow.

Lin Xuan scoffed, "Lin Qingwan, spare me your nonsense. Even if Jiang Shuqin had been taken by me—which she wasn’t—I wouldn’t let her go. I’d give her the same treatment as Lin Li and Lin Chang here."

His gaze lingered on Lin Chang’s fingers, wrapped in white bandages.

Lin Chang felt a phantom pain shoot through them.

It was this ungrateful son who had once ripped out his nails!

"Besides, Lin Qingwan, Lin Chang, instead of wasting energy confronting me, you should worry about your movie. From what I hear, you sank 800 million into it. Wouldn’t want that to go down the drain, would you?"

Lin Chang’s expression darkened. "Lin Xuan, sure, your film’s making noise now. But don’t forget—major theaters only screen movies from my company, not yours. You’d better worry about yourself. What if you finish filming and have nowhere to show it?" He smirked coldly.

"Oh?"

A faint smile played on Lin Xuan’s lips.

"Let’s wait and see. Either my movie flops, or it crushes yours into oblivion."

"Lin Xuan," Lin Chang sneered, "I lost to you twice with those TV dramas, but this time, with films, I won’t."

"Listen here—a son has no right to triumph over his father!"

Lin Xuan chuckled. "Chairman Lin, there you go again, confused. I’m not your son. We’ve severed ties."

"Someone, show them out."

The amusement vanished from Lin Xuan’s face, replaced by icy detachment.

Lin Qingwan had been studying his expression the entire time.

She was certain now—Xuan had seemed genuinely shocked at the news of their mother’s capture. It likely wasn’t his doing.

Yet there was no trace of concern in his eyes either.

Xuan truly felt no attachment to the Lin family anymore.

And why would he? The Lin family had given him nothing worth holding onto.

At that moment, the last flicker of hope in Lin Qingwan’s heart died.

Xuan wasn’t coming back. Not ever.

She walked out of Skyline Group, her spirit broken.