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.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
