Su Hua's body was still somewhat weak, and before long, she fell asleep again.
On the other hand, Lin Xuan had been thoroughly aroused by Su Hua's teasing. Compared to before, this time was much shorter.
Lin Xuan hadn't fully relieved his tension, and a rare look of frustration flickered in his eyes.
He vented his annoyance by lightly biting the lips of the sleeping woman.
How could she do this?
Teasing him wildly, then leaving him hanging.
Resigned, Lin Xuan went to take a cold shower in the bathroom.
Afterward, he headed downstairs to grab a meal.
"Master Lin," Butler Wang greeted respectfully.
"Yeah."
Lin Xuan yawned as he walked past Butler Wang, accidentally brushing his arm against the butler's hand.
"Master Lin," Butler Wang frowned in concern, "Why is your arm so cold? Have you been overexerting yourself taking care of the young lady?"
During those three days, Master Lin had barely rested, staying by the young lady's side day and night.
Only after she took the antidote did he finally get a proper sleep.
Butler Wang worried that Lin Xuan's health might be affected.
"I'm fine," Lin Xuan exhaled slowly. "I just took a cold shower."
That little temptress, despite her weak condition and lack of energy, still had to provoke him—wasn't this the result?
"A cold shower?"
Butler Wang froze for a moment before realization dawned, and his expression turned knowing.
"Master Lin," Butler Wang chuckled, leaning closer, "Now that the young lady is weak, you finally have a chance to show off your masculine prowess in front of her. No need for those vitality-boosting tonics anymore—feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
Lin Xuan: "..."
Salt in the wound.
Butler Wang really knew how to hit where it hurt.
Lin Xuan shot him a glare.
Butler Wang looked puzzled.
What?
Had he said something wrong?
Quick-witted and familiar with Lin Xuan, Butler Wang soon realized his words must have bruised the young master's male pride.
Butler Wang shooed the servants out of the dining room, then sidled up to Lin Xuan and whispered, "Master Lin, to be honest, the young lady is highly skilled in combat and has excellent stamina. If you can't keep up with her in bed, it's nothing to be ashamed of."
"And with this old man brewing you vitality tonics every day, Master Lin, losing to her in bed really isn't embarrassing."
Lin Xuan: "..."
Did he have no dignity left?
Lin Xuan sat at the dining table, where a spread of dishes was already laid out. He picked up an oyster with his chopsticks and poked at it gloomily.
A phone rang—it was Wang Ba calling.
"What is it? Speak," Lin Xuan said coldly.
Wang Ba muttered to himself.
What's up with the boss?
Did he swallow gunpowder or something?
Wait—
A thought struck him, and his heart skipped a beat.
If the boss was in such a foul mood, could it be...?
Wang Ba cut to the chase. "Boss, uh, President Su was poisoned by the Shadow Organization, right? How is she now?"
"We found the antidote. She's mostly recovered, just a bit weak still," Lin Xuan replied.
"That's good, that's good." Wang Ba sighed in relief.
The boss's tone had made him think President Su was dead.
"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, his voice icy, "You seem very concerned about my girlfriend?"
"Of course I am!"
Oblivious to the chill in Lin Xuan's voice, Wang Ba answered honestly. "Boss, your girlfriend is the CEO of Su Corporation—the largest conglomerate in Xia Country, no, the entire world! She's practically a money god. Gotta stay close, right?"
Hearing that Wang Ba was only after Su Hua's wealth and not her person, the cold aura around Lin Xuan instantly dissipated.
"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan chuckled lightly, "That's my wife's money. What are you thinking?"
This time, Wang Ba finally caught the displeasure in his tone.
He nodded hurriedly. "Yes, yes, yes! Not coveting, not coveting."
Not the money, then—her influence would do just fine, heh.
If anyone in their gang got arrested or into trouble, having President Su as backup would be a lifesaver.
"Keep searching for the Shadow Organization's leader," Lin Xuan's voice turned cold again.
If the roots aren't pulled out, the weeds will grow back.
Zhao Long wouldn't let this go—he would seek revenge sooner or later. The sooner they dealt with him, the better.
And since he dared hurt Hua Bao, he would pay the price.
"Understood, Boss." Wang Ba agreed promptly.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "You're unusually quick to comply this time."
"Of course!"
Wang Ba scratched his head and grinned. "I’ve realized the Shadows are tough, but Boss, you're even tougher."
Not only was the boss a powerhouse in combat, but his strategies were unbeatable.
Truly legendary.
"By the way, Boss, where did those tools you gave us last time come from?" Wang Ba couldn’t help but ask.
It was like magic—they just appeared out of nowhere.
Lin Xuan: "I had a mole in the Shadow Organization. He smuggled them in."
"Really?" Wang Ba nodded, half-convinced.
Lin Xuan: "Don’t believe me?"
"I do, I do!" Wang Ba nodded vigorously. "Absolutely!"
Lin Xuan ended the call.
Meanwhile, in the Shadow Organization’s hideout, Zhao Long spun a string of prayer beads, murmuring under his breath.
"Boss," a subordinate entered and bowed. "We’ve received word from Yundu City in Xia Country. About Ling—"
The subordinate hesitated, unsure how to continue.
"Did Ling die?" Zhao Long’s face darkened.
"No." The subordinate lowered his head, bracing himself before mustering the courage to say, "Ling has recovered."
"Here’s a photo."
He handed his phone to Zhao Long.
In the picture, Lin Xuan was supporting Su Hua as they strolled through a garden. The morning sun bathed them in golden light, painting a picture of serene happiness—a couple envied by all.
Zhao Long’s grip tightened around the phone.
Ling had truly recovered. Her complexion showed no trace of poisoning.
So, she really got the antidote.
But where did it come from?
"Boss, our plan to force Ling back into the organization using the poison... seems impossible now," the subordinate said cautiously.
Zhao Long laughed. "Heh. It seems Ling and Lin Xuan are even more formidable than I thought—they actually got their hands on the antidote to our exclusive poison."
The subordinate frowned. "Boss, we’ve suffered heavy losses. Capturing Ling and Lin Xuan won’t be feasible in the short term. Should we regroup and recuperate first?"
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