Lin Chang was snapped back to his senses by Jiang Shuqin's final words.
He abruptly released her.
No.
He couldn’t kill Jiang Shuqin.
Though she had cut ties with the Jiang family, she was still Jiang Jianjun’s only daughter.
If Jiang Shuqin died, the Jiang family would undoubtedly seek revenge.
Given their influence, both he and Starlight Group would face dire consequences.
Lin Chang stared coldly at Jiang Shuqin and said, "For the sake of our years as husband and wife, I’ll let you go this time. But if you dare try anything like this again, I won’t spare you!"
With that, he stormed out of the villa.
"Hahahaha!"
Jiang Shuqin continued laughing hysterically.
The servants couldn’t help but gather and whisper among themselves.
"From what I heard, it sounds like the mistress gave the master a glass of water laced with a drug that sterilizes men and turns them into eunuchs..."
"Yeah, I heard that too. What a scandal! Tsk tsk, the mistress is ruthless."
They had witnessed their fair share of wealthy family dramas, but this was the first time they’d seen a wife emasculate her own husband.
Lin Chang got back into his car.
It was true—just as Jiang Shuqin had said, he still wanted a son.
Now that he had lost the ability to father children, his only hope was Lin Li.
He had always intended for Lin Li to inherit Starlight Group.
Moreover, Lin Li was about to marry the sole heiress of Feng Corporation. Once the old man of the Feng family passed away, Lin Li could merge Feng Corporation into Starlight Group.
Thinking of this, Lin Chang called Lin Li.
"Son," Lin Chang said warmly.
"Dad," Lin Li replied. "What’s the matter?"
"Come to the company right away. I have an important task for you," Lin Chang said with a smile.
"Got it. I’ll be there soon," Lin Li agreed and immediately headed to Starlight Group.
As soon as Lin Chang returned to the office, Lin Qingwan rushed in to report the disastrous reception of their film Sky.
"Dad, it’s bad," Lin Qingwan said urgently. "After the preview screenings, our film’s reputation plummeted. Critics are calling it the worst movie of the year, and most people are demanding refunds."
"What?!"
Lin Chang shot up from his chair.
"How did this happen?"
"Dad, here’s the data. Take a look," Lin Qingwan said, handing him the report.
Lin Chang’s face turned pale as he read the numbers.
How could this be?
How?
"What about Lin Xuan’s company’s film, Wolf Warrior?" Lin Chang asked. "Surely their reviews are just as bad?"
"Dad, look at this."
Lin Qingwan handed him her phone.
Lin Chang’s expression darkened completely.
Wolf Warrior was receiving rave reviews, and its pre-sale ticket sales had already surpassed Sky’s.
"Wan’er, I want you to spend whatever it takes to smear Wolf Warrior—no matter the cost!" Lin Chang ordered through gritted teeth.
Meanwhile, in the Golden Triangle region...
The Golden Dragon Gang had only managed to locate the Shadow Organization’s hideout but knew nothing else about them.
"As expected of the top assassin syndicate," Lin Xuan muttered coldly. "Their defenses are airtight."
"Boss," Wang Ba said with a frown. "If we charge in blindly without knowing their strength, we’ll be slaughtered. Maybe we should retreat for now, gather intel, and strike when the time is right."
"No, we need to act fast," Lin Xuan insisted.
If Hua found him and locked him in her little black room again, he wouldn’t be able to deal with the Shadow Organization anytime soon.
Besides, Hua seemed desperate.
She had barely received that note before rushing to meet them.
He couldn’t risk her barging in again and endangering herself.
He had been reborn with a golden finger—what was the point if he couldn’t even protect his woman?
"But Boss, if we attack recklessly, we’ll just be walking into a death trap," Wang Ba argued.
"Which is why we need a plan—one that lets us achieve our goal and escape unscathed," Lin Xuan said.
But what could that plan be?
Lin Xuan fell deep into thought.
Wang Ba’s frown deepened so much it could crush a fly.
Achieve their goal and escape unharmed?
Was their boss daydreaming?
Lin Xuan sat silently for nearly an hour—or rather, he spent sixty hours thinking inside his spatial dimension.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
He had it!
He quickly emerged from the dimension.
Wang Ba was dozing off in his chair.
"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan shook his shoulder.
"Stop bothering me… I’m eating roast lamb leg," Wang Ba mumbled, smacking his lips. "So delicious… never tasted anything this good..."
Lin Xuan’s face darkened.
While he had been racking his brain for a solution, Wang Ba was off dreaming about food.
He mercilessly pinched Wang Ba’s ear.
"OW!"
Wang Ba jolted awake.
"Who the hell dares pinch my ear? You got a death wish or what?"
His eyes darted around the room before landing on Lin Xuan, who was smirking at him from his chair.
No one else was here.
Meaning the culprit was most likely Lin Xuan.
"Oh, Boss, it’s you," Wang Ba chuckled awkwardly. "Boss, you could twist my ear off, and I’d still follow you into hell if you asked."
Lin Xuan didn’t have time for banter.
Given Hua’s skills, she would track him down sooner or later.
He had to eliminate the Shadow Organization before she arrived.
"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan said seriously, "I need you to gather these items for me—as fast as possible."
Wang Ba listened carefully but frowned in confusion.
"Boss… does this mean you’ve figured out a plan?"
"Yes."
Lin Xuan nodded.
"We’ll let them capture us. Only by infiltrating their ranks can we turn the tables."
Wang Ba gulped.
"Boss, the Shadow Organization is infamous for being bloodthirsty and ruthless. If they catch us, we’re dead."
Lin Xuan: "Just do it."
Wang Ba had no choice but to obey. "Yes, Boss."
Once Wang Ba left, Lin Xuan retreated into his spatial dimension to concoct a special drug.
By the time Wang Ba returned with the supplies, Lin Xuan had reemerged, ready to execute his plan.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
