Lin Xuan woke up to find Su Hua missing.
A flicker of doubt arose in his heart.
What’s going on?
Every time he came to the company before, Hua Bao would usually laze around in bed.
Why was she up so early this time?
Puzzled, Lin Xuan stepped out of the lounge.
Su Hua was nowhere to be seen in the office, nor in the meeting room.
An assistant noticed Lin Xuan and approached him. "Young Master Lin, President Su had an urgent matter and left on a business trip. She might not return tonight."
"Alright." Lin Xuan nodded, half-convinced.
Yet, why did he feel this uneasiness gnawing at him?
He pressed a hand to his chest.
Something told him trouble was brewing.
Lin Xuan returned to Night Garden with a meal box, his heart still pounding wildly.
Unable to shake off his worry, he headed to the study and turned on his computer.
His fingers flew across the keyboard.
He was tracking Hua Bao’s phone location.
Her phone had a high-security system—even for Lin Xuan, it took over an hour to crack.
The signal showed she was on a plane… headed toward the Golden Triangle?
Lin Xuan’s brows furrowed deeply.
Was Hua Bao going to the Golden Triangle for business?
As far as he knew, the Su Corporation had no dealings there.
And the Golden Triangle was a lawless place—business negotiations there seemed impossible.
His gut told him Su Hua was hiding something.
He quickly reached out to Jiang Qing.
[Lin Xuan]: Secretary Jiang, where exactly are you and Hua Bao going for business?
[Jiang Qing]: The U.S.
Lin Xuan’s frown deepened.
She was definitely lying to him!
[Lin Xuan]: You’re heading to the Golden Triangle.
Jiang Qing froze.
How did Young Master Lin find out?
Before she could react, another message popped up.
[Lin Xuan]: I tracked Hua Bao’s phone. Your route leads to the Golden Triangle.
[Jiang Qing]: …
Su Hua noticed Jiang Qing’s phone buzzing incessantly.
"Who’s messaging you?" she asked coldly.
"Young Master Lin," Jiang Qing blurted out.
The moment the words left her mouth, she stiffened, turning to see Su Hua’s icy glare.
Su Hua pressed her lips together.
A-Xuan didn’t contact her… but went straight to Jiang Qing?
The thought drowned her in jealousy.
She wanted nothing more than to fly back to Yundu City, return to Night Garden, and punish A-Xuan severely.
Jiang Qing’s mind raced for a solution.
Got it!
Her eyes lit up. "President Su, Young Master Lin knows you’re on a business trip. He’s worried and asked me to remind you to rest, eat properly, and take care of yourself."
"Hmm."
The chilling aura around Su Hua dissipated instantly.
Jiang Qing exhaled in relief—thankfully, she was quick-witted.
She silenced her phone.
Another message from Lin Xuan arrived.
[Lin Xuan]: Secretary Jiang, what’s the real reason you’re going to the Golden Triangle?
[Lin Xuan]: Tell me the truth!
Jiang Qing hesitated.
President Su’s mission was perilous—perhaps Young Master Lin could stop her.
She decided honesty was best.
[Jiang Qing]: Young Master Lin, President Su is planning something extremely dangerous. She’s meeting the leader of an assassin organization. Her life could be at risk. Please find a way to stop her.
Lin Xuan’s heart lurched.
So that was it.
His unease had been about Hua Bao all along.
No.
She couldn’t be in danger!
But how could he stop her?
Lin Xuan paced frantically around the living room.
The more he panicked, the blanker his mind became.
"Young Master Lin, what’s wrong?" Butler Wang asked curiously.
"I need to reach Hua Bao urgently, but she won’t come back," Lin Xuan explained.
"That’s simple. Just do what she fears most, and she’ll return," Butler Wang suggested with a smile.
What Hua Bao feared most…
Lin Xuan repeated the words in his mind.
Then it hit him.
Hua Bao’s greatest fear was him running away.
But if he did this, she’d lock him in the dark room again…
He’d only just gotten out.
The thought flashed briefly before he reopened his phone.
No matter what.
Hua Bao’s safety came first.
[Lin Xuan]: Here’s the plan—I’ll book a flight to Myanmar immediately. Secretary Jiang, you’ll need to do this…
Lin Xuan laid out his strategy in detail.
Jiang Qing nodded in agreement.
Young Master Lin’s plan was indeed foolproof.
But…
[Jiang Qing]: Young Master Lin, if you really go through with this, President Su will make you pay dearly when she returns.
[Lin Xuan]: It doesn’t matter. As long as Hua Bao is safe, I’ll handle the consequences.
Lin Xuan booked the earliest flight to Myanmar.
Then, shaking off the bodyguards Su Hua had assigned to protect him, he dragged his luggage—along with a hefty sum of cash withdrawn from the bank—onto the plane.
As the aircraft took off, his heart pounded wildly.
He could only hope Hua Bao would go easy on him this time when she inevitably caught him.
Once airborne, he retreated into his own space, fingers flying across the keyboard again.
He needed to make his disappearance convincing.
He erased his phone’s tracking data, ensuring Hua Bao couldn’t locate him.
With that done, Lin Xuan turned to his medical experiments.
He’d recently made progress on a treatment for Hua Bao’s condition and was now refining the formula.
The plane touched down in the Golden Triangle.
Su Hua stepped off, radiating an aura of lethality.
"President Su, everything is prepared," Jiang Qing reported respectfully.
"Hmm."
Su Hua’s voice was icy.
Dressed in a striking red qipao, her lips painted the same bold shade, she wore a black trench coat that billowed in the night.
She looked like a rose blooming in darkness.
High atop a tower, a long-haired man observed her arrival.
"Boss, she’s here. And she brought quite the entourage," a subordinate informed him.
The man chuckled softly. "My Ling… truly cares for her little boyfriend. She finally took the bait and returned."
This time, he wouldn’t let her escape again.
Su Hua drew closer to the location the man had specified.
From his vantage point, he watched through binoculars, smiling.
She really came.
"President Su, are you absolutely sure about this?" Jiang Qing tried once more to dissuade her. "This mission is extremely dangerous. If something happens to you, Young Master Lin will become a widower."
"Actually, no—he wouldn’t stay a widower. The chairman once said that if anything happened to you, he’d introduce Young Master Lin to beautiful women and arrange a new marriage for him."
"President Su, shouldn’t you reconsider?"
To spare Lin Xuan from being locked up again, Jiang Qing pleaded with all her might.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
