The next morning when he woke up, Lin Xuan thought Su Hua would do something to him, but she simply had him stay in the room with her, keeping her company.
A faint sense of disappointment rose in Lin Xuan’s heart.
He had thought Hua Bao would continue fooling around with him in bed.
On the third day, it was the same—Su Hua just had Lin Xuan accompany her without doing anything else.
The information Su Hua had asked Jiang Qing to investigate was sent to her.
As Su Hua skimmed through the contents, a shadow flickered in her eyes.
She firmly believed A-Xuan wouldn’t like Feng Yaya.
But just in case, she needed to ensure Feng Yaya left an extremely bad impression in A-Xuan’s mind.
Only then would she feel at ease.
Lin Xuan had already hacked into Starlight Group’s database to check their progress on the "King’s Pesticide" project.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Starlight Group was really jumping right into the trap he had set.
All their data had been taken from the "betraying" core technical staff of Skyveil Group.
Didn’t Lin Qingwan and Lin Chang suspect that things were progressing a little too smoothly?
Su Hua walked straight up behind Lin Xuan, wrapping her arms around his neck, her soft body slightly bent.
If Lin Xuan had been standing and facing her, he would have had a perfect view of her ample curves.
"A-Xuan, what are you looking at?" Her red lips brushed against his ear, her warm breath sending tingling shivers down his spine.
Lin Xuan tensed up. "Nothing, just some work-related matters."
"I have something interesting here. Would A-Xuan like to see?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.
Lin Xuan nodded. "Sure."
Su Hua placed the file on the desk, then settled onto Lin Xuan’s lap, arms still looped around his neck.
"A-Xuan, these are Feng Yaya’s records—her past, which I had Jiang Qing investigate," Su Hua said bluntly.
There was a book called How to Keep a Man Forever Enthralled by You.
It said that a woman shouldn’t always appear too strong in front of a man—she should occasionally show jealousy, act coy, and display other feminine charms.
So she didn’t bother making up excuses for investigating Feng Yaya. She wanted A-Xuan to know she was jealous.
What had Feng Yaya done?
Curiosity stirred in Lin Xuan as he picked up the documents Su Hua had given him.
"Feng Yaya frequently visits nightclubs, drinking and playing with men. She often orders five at a time."
"A-Xuan should know these clubs aren’t exactly reputable. Hiring so many men can’t just be for drinking, right?" Su Hua spoke slowly.
Jiang Qing knew Su Hua’s intentions.
She had tried to find evidence of Feng Yaya fooling around with men in bed, but there was none.
She messaged Su Hua about this but didn’t include it in the report.
According to her findings, Feng Yaya had always intended to save her first time for her husband—though she had bought plenty of self-pleasure toys.
Her interactions with the men at the clubs were limited to hugging and cuddling.
Outside, her overweight figure drew discrimination and judgment, but in these clubs, as long as she had money, the men treated her kindly.
That was why Feng Yaya frequented such places.
As Lin Xuan flipped through the documents and photos, he couldn’t help but click his tongue.
"So many men… Feng Yaya really knows how to have fun."
They say women are insatiable.
Turns out it’s true.
Wait—
Lin Xuan suddenly lost his amusement.
Hua Bao had investigated this and shown it to him—she wasn’t just letting him watch the show.
She wanted him to see Feng Yaya’s disgraceful side, leaving a bad impression so he’d never be interested in her.
Hua Bao was overthinking it. Even if Feng Yaya were chaste, beautiful, and capable, he wouldn’t spare her a second glance.
Sigh.
It was all because he had run away from Hua Bao so many times before, making her insecure.
That was why she feared he’d be snatched away by another woman.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and played along with Su Hua’s wishes.
"This Feng Yaya really plays around. Maybe it’s because she lived abroad and got influenced by their liberal culture."
"Wonder which unlucky guy will end up marrying her and becoming her rebound?"
Su Hua was pleased with his response, her eyes curving into crescents.
She pressed a kiss to Lin Xuan’s lips.
"This is A-Xuan’s reward."
"Not enough. I want more." Lin Xuan remembered Su Hua’s period wasn’t over yet, so he decided to strike first.
Just in case Feng Yaya pursued him later and Hua Bao got jealous again.
His large hand cupped the back of her head, pulling her closer as he lowered his lips to hers.
This time, Lin Xuan took the lead, while Su Hua passively surrendered.
She closed her eyes, letting him ravage her lips.
The air grew thick with desire.
Lin Xuan stroked her back, frustration rising in his eyes.
Damn it.
He had meant to tease Hua Bao, leaving her desperate, but he was the one getting worked up instead.
He reached for Su Hua’s hand, but she pulled away, slipping off his lap with a smirk.
"A-Xuan, I’m still on my period. You’ll have to take care of yourself this time."
Lin Xuan: "…"
Had he just been outplayed?
He thought of the drawer full of books in Su Hua’s office.
She must have learned this from one of them!
Damn it.
Where did Hua Bao even get all these weird books?
Resigned, Lin Xuan headed to the bathroom.
Su Hua, dressed in a white silk nightgown, listened to the sound of running water, her lips curving.
Teasing A-Xuan like this was quite fun sometimes.
Just as Lin Xuan had guessed, Su Hua had indeed learned this trick from a book: Never give a man everything he wants—sometimes, you must refuse.
Jiang Qing’s desk was piled high with documents waiting to be processed.
She wearily glanced at the time on her phone.
It was already the 17th.
In the past seven days, President Su had only come to the office for two or three hours.
Could it be… she and Young Master Lin had gone for another seven-day marathon?
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
