Ah Xuan, I've recovered now

In the room.

The doctor checked Su Hua's pulse, observing her expression as Su Hua gave her a nod.

The doctor released Su Hua's wrist.

"President Su, have you been feeling any discomfort lately?" the doctor inquired.

"No," Su Hua shook her head.

"Then your health should be fully restored," the doctor nodded.

No—it had been restored long ago.

But President Su likely wanted more time with Young Master Lin Xuan, so she had the doctor falsely claim she wasn’t fully recovered yet.

"President Su, you don’t need to take the medicine anymore. If anything comes up, don’t hesitate to contact me."

After packing her things, the doctor left.

Lin Xuan also let out a sigh of relief.

As long as Hua Bao was fine.

For a while now, Lin Xuan hadn’t detected any issues with Su Hua’s health, yet she had insisted she wasn’t feeling well.

He had assumed his diagnosis was mistaken.

Now that she had recovered, he could finally relax. And more importantly, he could confidently prepare a grand "gift" for Lin Li’s wedding.

"Hua Bao..."

Just as Lin Xuan was about to bring it up, the woman had already settled onto his lap.

Her soft arms wrapped around his neck as she leaned against him in an intimate embrace.

"Ah Xuan."

Su Hua’s delicate, pale fingers traced the fabric over his chest, her touch teasing.

"My illness is gone," she murmured, her red lips parting slightly.

"Mhm," Lin Xuan nodded, not immediately grasping her implication. "Now that Hua Bao is better, I can rest easy."

"Does Ah Xuan not understand what I mean?" Su Hua arched a delicate brow.

Lin Xuan frowned.

What was she getting at?

"Because I was sick, Ah Xuan kept refusing to get close to me these past few days. Now that I’m well, you don’t have to hold back anymore," she said, her tone playful.

All this time, she had been teasing him relentlessly, yet he had stubbornly resisted touching her.

So this time, she made sure the doctor told him she was perfectly healthy.

Finally, it clicked for Lin Xuan.

Hua Bao was trying to lure him back into bed again.

But—

No.

He still had to attend Lin Li’s wedding. If Su Hua succeeded in seducing him now, he’d miss it entirely.

"Hua Bao, not now. Wait until I get back—"

Before he could finish, Su Hua sealed his lips with hers.

She indulged in stealing his breath, her tongue exploring his mouth with possessive hunger.

Her small hands roamed freely over his body, stirring desire wherever they touched.

After a long moment, she finally pulled back, panting slightly.

"Ah Xuan, are you really sure you don’t want to?" Su Hua whispered against his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine.

Lin Xuan’s restraint was crumbling.

Gritting his teeth, he forced out, "Hua Bao, I still have to go to Lin Li’s wedding."

Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "So Ah Xuan would rather abandon me for some outsider, hm?"

"No!" Lin Xuan quickly denied.

"Then let’s begin, shall we?"

"Ah Xuan, I’m yours..."

Without waiting for his reply, Su Hua captured his lips again, coaxing him deeper into surrender.

But she knew how badly he wanted to attend Lin Li’s celebration. She didn’t want to let him go—yet she remembered reading that a man would grow resentful if prevented from doing something he truly desired.

Just once.

Then, Su Hua rose from the bed, the sheets slipping off to reveal her flawless skin—now marred by a few conspicuous marks.

She began dressing in front of Lin Xuan, taking her time with each garment.

Lin Xuan was stunned.

Hua Bao was letting him go so easily?

This wasn’t like her at all.

"Hua Bao, that’s it?" he asked, bewildered.

At his words, Su Hua braced an arm against the bed, leaning in close with a smirk.

"Does Ah Xuan still feel unsatisfied? If you want, I can continue," she teased, her eyes gleaming.

Lin Xuan shook his head rapidly.

"No, I’m good."

Glancing at the time, he realized he could still make it to the wedding.

He dressed in a hurry.

As he headed for the door, Su Hua took his hand. "Perfect timing—I have business nearby too. Let’s go together."

Lin Xuan eyed her skeptically.

Was this just another excuse to stick to him?

"Ah Xuan doesn’t want me to come?" Su Hua arched a brow.

"Of course not," he said quickly.

"Good. Then let’s go."

They made their way downstairs together.

In the living room, Butler Wang paced restlessly, eager for gossip.

"Why hasn’t Young Master Lin come down yet? He hasn’t replied to my messages—did he forget about Lin Li’s wedding?" he muttered.

He was tempted to go upstairs and fetch Lin Xuan himself.

But with Su Hua there, disturbing them might displease the young miss.

The thought made him freeze.

Wait—was Young Master Lin and the young miss... busy right now?

Oh no.

Once those two got started, they wouldn’t stop for hours.

His long-awaited gossip opportunity—gone just like that?

Butler Wang stared at the ceiling and sighed mournfully.

Normally, he loved seeing the young miss and Young Master Lin getting cozy. But for the first time, he wished they weren’t so affectionate.

Footsteps sounded from the staircase.

Butler Wang spun around, his face lighting up at the sight of Su Hua and Lin Xuan.

He hurried over.

"Young Miss, Young Master Lin," he greeted respectfully.

Lin Xuan nodded. "Butler Wang, come with me to Lin Li’s wedding."

"Absolutely!" Butler Wang beamed.

Inside the Rolls-Royce, Su Hua and Lin Xuan settled in the back while Butler Wang took the front passenger seat.

Driver Lin discreetly raised the privacy partition.

"Butler Wang, what’s this about?" he asked, puzzled.

"You don’t know?" Driver Lin chuckled. "Whenever the young miss and Young Master Lin sit together, things always get... heated. Kissing, or worse. Definitely not for innocent eyes. So I always put up the partition to avoid interrupting them."

"I see," Butler Wang nodded in understanding.

This was his first time riding with them, so he hadn’t been aware.

The car started, heading for the wedding venue.

In the backseat, the two were already locked in a passionate embrace.

Tension simmered between them, ready to ignite at any moment.