"President Su." An assistant knocked and entered the office.
Su Hua's gaze landed on the assistant, her tone icy. "What is it?"
"Young Master Lin is here," the assistant replied respectfully.
Su Hua froze.
The gloomy, frigid aura around her dissipated entirely.
Lin Xuan walked into the office.
"Hua Bao, I made lunch for you," he said.
These past few days, Hua Bao had seemed unusually unsettled, and Lin Xuan wanted to comfort her.
"Hmm."
A faint smile curled at the corners of Su Hua's lips.
Once the food was laid out, Su Hua promptly settled herself onto Lin Xuan’s lap.
"Ah Xuan, feed me," she cooed, her voice laced with coquetry.
"Alright."
Lin Xuan nodded, picking up an oyster and bringing it to Su Hua’s lips. She parted them slightly, taking the morsel into her mouth.
Her eyes sparkled with delight.
Once she had eaten her fill, she returned the favor—feeding Lin Xuan herself, using her lips.
As Lin Xuan began clearing the dishes, Su Hua suddenly pushed him down onto the sofa.
"Hua Bao, let me clean up first—"
"Jiang Qing can handle it later," Su Hua interjected, her tone leaving no room for argument. She leaned down, capturing his lips in a deep kiss, her eyes shut as she greedily drank in his presence.
She clung to him as though trying to merge their very beings.
Lin Xuan had no choice but to wrap his arms around her slender waist, soothing the restless woman in his embrace.
Hua Bao’s mood was far from normal.
In the past, this method had always worked to calm her. Surely, it would this time too.
Lin Xuan couldn’t help but wonder.
Ten minutes later, Su Hua finally pulled away, her eyes glazed with desire.
Her cheeks were flushed, lending her an irresistibly alluring charm.
"Ah Xuan."
Her crimson lips brushed against the corner of his mouth as she whispered temptingly, "Take me, won’t you?"
"Whatever Hua Bao wants."
Lin Xuan flipped their positions, pinning her beneath him.
Those seven days—and the ones when Hua Bao had her episodes—she had been the one in control. This time, he would be on top.
The lounge was still thick with the scent of their passion when the woman lying beside Lin Xuan slowly opened her eyes, listening to his steady breathing.
Her gaze lingered on him, filled with longing.
"Ah Xuan," she murmured, pressing her lips together. "We’ll be together forever, won’t we?"
Her delicate fingers traced the contours of his face—his brows, his nose, his lips—before she finally pressed a kiss to his mouth.
Then, she slipped out of bed.
After dressing, she cast one last, reluctant glance at Lin Xuan before leaving.
"President Su." Jiang Qing stood waiting outside the office, bowing respectfully.
"Are preparations complete?" Su Hua asked, her voice firm.
"Everything is ready," Jiang Qing confirmed.
"Then let’s go. Have an assistant inform Ah Xuan that I’m away on business and not to worry."
She had already drafted her will.
If anything happened to her, Su Corporation would go to Ah Xuan, and the Shadow Roses would protect him.
As long as she destroyed the Shadow Organization—or died trying—Ah Xuan would be safe.
A cold glint flashed in Su Hua’s eyes as she strode out of the office without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Jiang Shuqin had been reduced to a pitiable wreck in the basement.
Su Hua’s personal guards had carried out every one of her orders, with doctors standing by to ensure Jiang Shuqin didn’t meet an untimely end.
In just two or three days, Jiang Shuqin had been broken beyond recognition.
Under the cover of darkness, Su Hua’s men dumped her at the gates of the Lin family villa.
A maid, curious about the commotion, cautiously opened the door—only to shriek in horror.
"A ghost! A ghost!"
She stumbled backward, scrambling into the villa in panic.
Lin Li happened to return home just then.
His eyes immediately locked onto the woman’s mutilated fingers—no, her toes were just as mangled.
He and Lin Chang had suffered the same fate.
The difference was, this woman’s injuries were far worse.
Who was she?
Then it struck him—Jiang Shuqin had been missing for days.
Could this be her?
He rushed forward to check.
"Li’er..." Jiang Shuqin’s voice was weak.
"Mom!"
Lin Li’s cry was laced with feigned distress.
"What happened to you?" Tears streamed down his face. "I’ve been searching everywhere for you these past few days."
A lie, of course.
He’d been out enjoying himself with friends.
"Mom," he sobbed, "I thought you’d just turned off your phone and gone away to clear your head after Dad’s affair. I never imagined you’d end up like this."
Jiang Shuqin’s bloodied hand reached up to touch his face.
Lin Li suppressed a grimace but allowed her to caress his cheek.
"Li’er," Jiang Shuqin forced a smile. "Don’t worry. Mom’s fine."
"Don’t be upset."
Her eyes brimmed with maternal concern.
She had endured torment—but her son had suffered the same during his kidnapping. How much pain had he borne?
"Mom, I’ll get you to a hospital right now." Lin Li made to lift her but hesitated at the sight of her wounds.
Instead, he called for an ambulance.
When the medics arrived, they recognized Lin Li instantly.
Wasn’t this the same Lin Li who’d been hospitalized not long ago—the one with missing fingernails and toenails?
"Sir, who is this woman to you?" the doctor couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Li replied, "She’s my mother. Doctor, please save her."
"We’ll do our best."
The doctor exchanged a glance with the nurses.
Father, mother, and son—all victims of the same brutal retribution.
What kind of vendetta warranted this?
No life-threatening injuries, but the sheer agony of their wounds would haunt them for a long time.
"Load her up," the doctor instructed.
The nurses swiftly lifted Jiang Shuqin into the ambulance.
Later, in the hospital room, her agonized screams echoed through the halls.
After treating her wounds, the doctor stepped out. "She’ll recover with time. No danger to her life."
"Thank you, Doctor."
Lin Li hurried inside.
Jiang Shuqin weakly grasped his hand. "Li’er... do you know who did this to me?"
Lin Li frowned. "Last time, it was my brother who captured me and Dad. Could he have—"
"No." Jiang Shuqin shook her head. "It was Su Hua... the CEO of Su Corporation. It was Su Hua!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
