"Alright."
Lin Xuan nodded.
He picked up a banana, peeled it, and held it to the woman’s crimson lips.
Su Hua leaned in, eating the fruit from his hand.
It seemed she genuinely just wanted the banana—nothing more.
He really had been corrupted by Su Hua’s teasing. She was simply eating a banana, yet his mind had wandered somewhere far less innocent.
Once Su Hua finished the banana, Lin Xuan tossed the peel into the trash.
"Hua Bao, since you’re done with the fruit, there should be milk in the fridge. Let me pour you a glass."
He stood up, ready to leave.
He needed to cool off.
But Su Hua caught his wrist, pulling him back onto the couch.
Then, in one fluid motion, she pinned him between herself and the sofa—her version of a "wall slam."
"Ah Xuan, I don’t want milk," Su Hua murmured, her voice soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the icy tone she used with others.
She tilted her head, her lips curling. "So there’s no need for you to get me any."
"Then… do you want more fruit? I can get you some," Lin Xuan offered.
"Ah Xuan," she mused, arching a delicate brow, "does that mean you’ll get me anything I want?"
Lin Xuan had the distinct feeling he was walking into a trap.
But at this point, he couldn’t exactly refuse.
"...Yes," he conceded, bracing himself.
"Ah Xuan is so obedient," Su Hua purred, her fingers tracing the contours of his face.
Then, leaning close, her breath warm against his ear, she whispered, "What do I want to eat? You, my Ah Xuan."
Her hand slipped beneath his shirt, gliding over his chest.
"And earlier, you couldn’t take your eyes off me. What were you thinking about, hmm?"
Lin Xuan: "..."
So he hadn’t imagined it. She’d been teasing him on purpose—absolutely on purpose.
"Were you thinking about me eating…?" Su Hua continued, her words dissolving into a hushed, intimate murmur meant only for him.
Hearing her say it so shamelessly, Lin Xuan—a grown man—felt his face burn crimson.
Damn it!
This was completely backwards!
In those domineering CEO romance novels, it was always the male lead who took charge, with the female lead playing the sweet, submissive role. But here? The roles were entirely reversed.
Su Hua chuckled low in her throat. "So Ah Xuan really was thinking about that. Well, as your girlfriend, it’s only right that I satisfy you properly."
"Just lie back and enjoy, alright?"
Like a seductive enchantress, she coiled around him, drawing him deeper into her spell.
The air between them grew thick, heated—
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Yundu Central First Hospital.
Lin Chang had dragged Lin Li in for an examination.
Lin Li’s face was pale. He hadn’t wanted to come, but Lin Chang’s insistence left him no choice.
"Doctor, please check my son’s… fertility," Lin Chang urged anxiously.
The doctor blinked, glancing between them. "Sir, are you sure this is the right test? Or the right patient?" He studied Lin Li. "He looks to be in his early twenties—probably not even married yet. Why would fertility be a concern?"
Aside from his pallor, the young man seemed perfectly healthy.
"No mistake. Just proceed with the exam," Lin Chang insisted.
Lin Li’s mind raced.
What could he do?
How could he get the doctor to cover for him?
Then it hit him.
Bribery.
People were motivated by profit. If he offered enough money, the doctor would surely comply.
Once they were alone in the examination room, Lin Li seized his chance.
He checked the room—no one else was there—then grabbed the doctor’s arm.
"Young man, what’s this about?" the doctor asked, bewildered.
"Doctor," Lin Li whispered urgently, "can you just tell them I’m completely healthy?"
The doctor’s eyes widened.
So there really was a problem?
Kids these days…
He shook his head. "I can’t lie. That’s against my principles."
"Ten thousand. I’ll give you ten thousand to keep it quiet," Lin Li bargained.
The doctor scoffed. "Trying to bribe me? I stand by my ethics."
"Then twenty thousand!"
No reaction.
"Fifty thousand!"
The doctor closed his eyes, feigning indifference.
Lin Li clenched his fists.
Fifty thousand wasn’t enough?
Greedy bastard.
But he was desperate.
"One million," he hissed. "One million, just for one little lie."
The doctor cracked one eye open.
One million was… substantial.
But still, his integrity—
Before he could respond, the door burst open.
"Lin Li!"
A furious roar echoed through the room.
Lin Li froze.
His father.
How long had he been standing there?
Had he heard everything?
Sweat beaded on Lin Li’s palms.
Slowly, he turned, forcing a weak smile.
"Dad, the doctor was just about to start the exam. Why are you—?"
Lin Chang didn’t answer. His expression was thunderous.
Lin Li couldn’t meet his gaze, his fists trembling at his sides.
Then—
SMACK!
Lin Chang’s palm struck Lin Li’s face with brutal force, leaving a vivid red mark.
Jiang Shuqin, who had just arrived, gasped and rushed forward.
"Lin Chang! How could you hit him?!" she shrieked, cradling Lin Li’s face.
Lin Chang’s finger jabbed toward his son. "Ask him what he’s done!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
