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.
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