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?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
