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?
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