Heaven Dooms Him

Su Hua's voice carried a strong hint of jealousy.

Lin Xuan looked utterly confused.

"Who? Who has taken a liking to me?"

Su Hua narrowed her eyes slightly. "Has Young Master Lin not noticed how the bride has been staring at you the entire way here?"

Ah Xuan really had a knack for attracting admirers wherever he went.

She really, really wanted to lock him up somewhere.

Lin Xuan still looked baffled. "Did she?"

This Feng Yaya—he had never even met her before.

Lin Xuan glanced at Feng Yaya on the stage.

Wait.

Why did she look so familiar? Her face seemed to overlap with someone from his childhood.

A chubby little girl.

Because of her weight, she was often bullied at school. He, too, had been a target, and perhaps out of shared misery, he would occasionally comfort her.

He even schemed to chase away those who tormented her.

Could this Feng Yaya really be her...?

Lin Xuan's heart inexplicably tightened.

If Feng Yaya was indeed that girl, then her staring at him earlier likely meant she had recognized him.

In situations like this, based on the novels he'd read, Feng Yaya would probably have a secret crush on him, seeing him as her first love.

Was he really going to trade Shen Qianqian for Feng Yaya?

No.

Feng Yaya was about to marry Lin Li. She shouldn’t be harboring any thoughts about him.

Then again...

The wedding was about to expose Lin Li’s secret—that he was impotent. There was a high chance Feng Yaya wouldn’t go through with the marriage.

Unless he chose not to reveal Lin Li’s condition.

Damn it!

But how could he pass up such a perfect opportunity?

"President Su," Lin Xuan cleared his throat and spoke earnestly, "you may not know this, but I already have a girlfriend. I love her deeply, and no matter how many women out there fancy me, I won’t spare them a second glance."

"Is that so?" Su Hua chuckled softly. "If Young Master Lin can resist all those temptations, then you must truly adore your girlfriend."

"How much do you love her, Young Master Lin? You’ll have to prove it to her, or she might not feel entirely secure."

Su Hua pretended to drop her chopsticks on the floor.

"President Su, let me pick them up for you," Jiang Qing offered respectfully.

The moment she spoke, Su Hua shot her a warning glare. Jiang Qing immediately retreated, not daring to say another word.

Su Hua bent down to retrieve the chopsticks herself.

Lin Xuan stiffened. Hua Bao, what are you—?

Su Hua’s delicate hand trailed up from Lin Xuan’s calf, taking full advantage of the table’s cover to tease him without restraint.

Jiang Qing accidentally caught a glimpse of Su Hua’s actions and quickly averted her gaze.

Now she understood why President Su hadn’t let her pick up the chopsticks—it was all a ploy to drop them intentionally, using the excuse to flirt with Young Master Lin.

President Su really knew how to play the game.

Su Hua continued until Lin Xuan’s face was tense with restraint. Satisfied with his reaction, she finally withdrew her hand.

"Young Master Lin," Su Hua’s crimson lips curled into a smirk. "If your girlfriend finds out about your little admirer, you’ll probably face quite the punishment when you get home. I think she already knows, so you’d better brace yourself."

Butler Wang and Jiang Qing both stared at the ceiling, pretending not to hear.

What kind of scandalous talk was President Su (Miss) spouting?

A single thought flashed through Lin Xuan’s mind:

His kidneys were about to pack their bags and flee on the next train out of town.

He cursed his own magnetic appeal.

Damn it!

Heaven was out to ruin him!

Meanwhile, on stage, Feng Yaya stood beside Lin Li in her pristine white wedding dress, beaming with joy.

Lin Li was somewhat handsome, with a refined and gentle demeanor.

But the plump Feng Yaya beside him looked entirely mismatched.

Whispers spread among the guests.

"How could Lin Li possibly be interested in someone as heavy as Feng Yaya?"

"Isn’t it obvious? He’s only marrying her for the Feng family’s money. Feng Weimin has no sons, and Feng Yaya is the sole heiress. Once he steps down from Feng Corporation, won’t the company fall into Lin Li’s hands?"

"That Lin Li is no good man. It’s exactly as you say."

Feng Weimin overheard snippets of their conversation and clenched his fists.

Of course he knew Lin Li was after the family fortune.

But Feng Yaya was adamant about marrying him, leaving Feng Weimin no choice but to agree.

Later, he’d have to find a way to thwart Lin Li’s schemes.

The host smiled warmly. "Two months ago, our bride and groom met on a university campus in America. It was love at first sight, and thus began their romantic journey."

"After two sweet months together, this loving couple is finally entering the sacred bond of marriage. Now, let’s take a look at their beautiful memories together."

All eyes turned to the large screen as a slideshow of their affectionate photos began playing.

Lin Li’s heart skipped a beat as he watched.

His hands clenched involuntarily.

At the last birthday banquet, it was during a video montage that intimate photos of him and Qin Ruoyao had been exposed.

Would Lin Xuan pull the same stunt again?

He shook his head vigorously.

No, it couldn’t be.

He had deleted all those photos. There was no way Lin Xuan could repeat his trick.

He was just being paranoid.

Lin Li’s gaze drifted to Lin Xuan in the audience, who raised his wine glass with a smirk.

That smile sent a fresh wave of unease through Lin Li. Something was about to happen.

"Father," Lin Li signaled to Lin Chang, urging him to come on stage.

"What is it, Li’er?" Lin Chang frowned.

"Can you have them cut the video and skip to the next part?"

Lin Li’s instincts screamed at him to stop the slideshow.

"Why? This video was carefully prepared. What’s wrong with it?" Lin Chang was puzzled.

"I can’t explain right now. Just turn it off."

"Fine." Lin Chang nodded and immediately called for the staff.

"Turn off the video in the main hall."

Lin Xuan swirled his wine glass, lips curling. "The show is about to begin."

A staff member picked up his walkie-talkie. "The guests have requested the video in the main hall be stopped."

"Copy that."

Just as another staff member moved to comply, a man in a sharp suit stepped forward and delivered a swift chop to his neck, knocking him out cold.

Without hurry, the man removed the original memory card and replaced it with his own.