The car came to an abrupt stop.
A flicker of dissatisfaction crossed Su Hua's beautiful eyes.
She slightly rolled down the window.
Her cold, piercing gaze fixed on the Lin family members outside.
As Lin Qingyan walked away, her footsteps suddenly halted, and she turned her eyes toward the backseat of the Rolls-Royce.
Within seconds, Su Hua rolled the window back up.
"Second Sister, what are you looking at?" Lin Qingxiu asked in confusion.
"Eldest Sister, Xiu'er, I just saw that woman's eyes—they really do resemble Su Hua's," Lin Qingyan speculated. "Could that woman actually be her?"
"That's impossible!" Lin Qingxiu frowned without hesitation. "Su Hua is famously indifferent to men. Every guy who's ever tried to flirt with her has been thrown out of her company. Those who dared touch her ended up with broken hands or bankrupt businesses."
"There's no way she'd be keeping Lin Xuan as her lover. It’s just not possible!"
Lin Qingyan's frown deepened.
The rumors she'd heard about Su Hua did align with that.
"But didn’t she speak to Lin Xuan at Xiao Li's wedding banquet earlier? She even invited him to sit with her," Lin Qingyan questioned.
"That’s probably because when Su Hua first arrived at the banquet, some other man was harassing her, and Lin Xuan stepped in to defend her. That’s why she gave him a bit of courtesy," Lin Qingxiu guessed.
Jiang Shuqin sneered coldly. "Yan'er, stop overthinking this. No matter who Lin Xuan’s sugar mommy is, it can’t possibly be Su Hua. Hah, as if someone like Lin Xuan could ever catch her eye?"
Mentioning this only darkened Jiang Shuqin’s mood further.
The truth was, Lin Xuan had indeed caught Su Hua’s attention. That day, after Jiang Shuqin had tipped off the media and caused a scene in front of Tianmu Group’s headquarters, Lin Xuan had walked away unscathed—all because Su Hua had intervened.
Later, Su Hua even had Jiang Shuqin seized and subjected to brutal torture.
Every single one of her fingernails and toenails had been ripped out by Su Hua herself.
Su Hua valued Lin Xuan deeply.
What on earth did Lin Xuan have that made him worthy of her favor?
"Wan'er, Yan'er, Xiu'er," Jiang Shuqin took a deep breath. "Li'er has been taken to the hospital by your father. His situation is urgent—we should hurry there."
"Alright." Lin Qingwan’s mind flashed with the image of Lin Chang’s stormy expression, and she grew anxious, fearing what he might do to Lin Li.
Without further hesitation, Jiang Shuqin and the three Lin sisters quickly followed.
Seeing the Lin family leave, the bodyguards swiftly returned to their vehicles.
Inside the Rolls-Royce’s backseat—
"Hua Bao, let’s head back first," Lin Xuan suggested.
"No rush." Su Hua curled her lips. "Didn’t A-Xuan promise to let me enjoy myself? Are we ending things with just a kiss?"
Lin Xuan replied, "Hua Bao, there are too many people around. It’s not convenient here."
"Then let’s go somewhere more private."
Su Hua tapped on the partition.
The driver lowered it.
"Young Miss," the driver asked respectfully, "do you have any instructions?"
Su Hua: "Take us to Xuan-Hua Villa."
Xuan-Hua Villa?
Lin Xuan was stunned.
A villa named after him and Hua Bao? Since when did this place exist?
"Hua Bao, where is this villa?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
"It’s in the western part of Yun Du City," Su Hua replied, straddling Lin Xuan with a smirk. "A standalone villa, completely isolated. Construction just finished three months ago."
"We’ll go there. A-Xuan, no one will disturb us."
Lin Xuan: "..."
A place with no interruptions—just how long did Hua Bao plan to play with him?
Damn, his kidneys were really going to suffer this time.
"What’s wrong? After the Feng Yaya incident, is the young master Lin not sincere about making it up to his girlfriend?"
Su Hua leaned against Lin Xuan, her slender fingers slipping beneath his shirt, tracing slow circles over his chest.
"And wasn’t A-Xuan’s promise to let his girlfriend 'enjoy' just empty words?" Her tone carried a dangerous edge.
Lin Xuan quickly shook his head. "No, no, I wasn’t lying."
How could he dare deceive Hua Bao?
Sigh.
It seemed the only way to appease her this time was to pay a hefty price.
Kidneys…
Endure a little longer.
Lin Xuan silently prayed.
"A-Xuan, are we going or not? Hmm?" Su Hua’s voice was laced with nonchalance.
Lin Xuan: "..."
Did he even have a choice?
"Let’s go." He resigned himself to fate.
Better to placate Hua Bao now.
If her anger festered, who knew what might happen?
Another seven days locked in that dark room? That would be even worse.
The driver and Butler Wang exchanged glances, pretending not to hear the couple’s scandalous conversation.
"Young Miss," the driver confirmed, "are we heading to Xuan-Hua Villa?"
"Yes." Su Hua nodded lightly.
"Understood. I’ll drive there now."
The car started, and the partition was raised again.
Best to keep the backseat separate—who knew what indecent scenes might unfold?
Half an hour later, the car pulled into the garden of Xuan-Hua Villa.
Once Lin Xuan and Su Hua arrived, everyone tactfully withdrew.
By then, their lips were already swollen from kissing—Su Hua’s especially, glistening and temptingly red.
Her eyes were hazy, misted with desire, her cheeks flushed.
Her legs were wrapped around Lin Xuan, her entire being radiating seduction.
"Hua Bao." Lin Xuan’s clothes were thoroughly disheveled. He pulled away from her lips with difficulty, panting slightly.
"Hua Bao." He stroked her hair. "Let me carry you inside."
"A-Xuan." The stunning woman pressed her lips to his ear, her voice husky. "Let’s not go in yet. Right here in the car, okay?"
Without giving him a chance to refuse, she sealed his lips with another kiss.
Lin Xuan: "..."
The villa was empty—had Hua Bao brought him here planning to start in the car, then spend days exploring every corner of the place?
An hour and a half later, a sweat-drenched Su Hua was carried out of the car by Lin Xuan.
He intended to take her upstairs.
"A-Xuan, the couch," she murmured hoarsely.
"Alright." Lin Xuan obliged.
He laid her boneless form on the sofa. On the coffee table before them, an assortment of fruits was arranged.
"A-Xuan, I want a banana. Feed me, okay?"
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