She is his first cousin on his mother's side

Su Hua's expression grew increasingly somber, her body radiating a palpable aura of killing intent.

She had no desire for these so-called relatives of Xuan to appear.

The more close relatives he had, the more his attention would be diverted from her.

What she wanted was for Xuan's heart and eyes to be filled with her alone.

If it were anyone else, she would have them leave Yundu City, ensuring they never appeared before Xuan again—but this was the Jiang Family.

Even she couldn't act recklessly against them.

Jiang Qing sensed the chilling hostility emanating from Su Hua and quickly reassured her, "President Su, there's no need to worry. The Jiang Family and Jiang Shuqin have a strained relationship—they've completely severed ties. It's unlikely they’ll even acknowledge Young Master Lin."

Despite Jiang Qing's words, the icy aura around Su Hua remained unshaken.

"Jiang Qing," Su Hua took a deep breath and commanded, "erase all traces of Xuan's connection to Jiang Shuqin online. If they investigate and discover Xuan is from the Lin Family, make them believe Lin Li is Jiang Shuqin’s son, while Xuan was merely adopted."

"Yes, President Su."

Jiang Qing had anticipated Su Hua would prevent Lin Xuan from reuniting with the Jiang Family, so the order came as no surprise.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had just spilled coffee on himself and had to take another shower.

He emerged from the bedroom in pajamas—handpicked by Su Hua—that led directly to the study. Su Hua had impeccable taste, and combined with his natural elegance, he looked as though he were modeling them on a runway.

Fresh out of the shower, he appeared exceptionally handsome and striking.

Even Jiang Qing couldn’t help stealing a few extra glances.

"Secretary Jiang, why are you still working so late?" Lin Xuan asked casually.

"There were some matters I needed to report to President Su," Jiang Qing replied with a nod.

Truthfully, she could have simply sent someone to deliver the documents.

But this was too dramatic—she wanted to see Su Hua's reaction upon learning Jiang Yutong was Lin Xuan’s blood-related cousin.

Su Hua’s voice was frosty. "Now that your report is finished, you may leave."

Hearing the displeasure in her tone, Jiang Qing shuddered and hastily complied. "Understood. I’ll go now."

Without delay, she hurried out of the study.

"Huabao, what’s this?" Lin Xuan approached Su Hua and noticed the name "Jiang Yutong" on the first page of the investigation file.

Su Hua calmly tucked the documents away upon noticing his gaze.

"It’s nothing. Just some research on the Jiang Family for a potential collaboration."

"Oh."

Lin Xuan didn’t question it.

Glancing at the files on Su Hua’s computer, he realized she must have accumulated a lot of work after spending seven straight days with him.

He decided not to disturb her further and turned to leave.

But before he could, Su Hua suddenly stood, pulling him into a forceful "wall slam" against the desk.

The sweet fragrance of her skin enveloped him.

The position—

Lin Xuan swallowed hard.

"Hu-Huabao, what’s wrong?" he stammered nervously.

"Xuan," Su Hua murmured, lightly nipping at his Adam’s apple, "who matters more to you—me or your family?"

The sensation sent a shiver down his spine. His throat bobbed.

"Of course it’s you, Huabao," Lin Xuan answered without hesitation. "You know how the Lin Family treated me. I’ve been focused on revenge—how could they ever compare to you?"

"They don’t even deserve to stand in the same ring as you."

He wasn’t a masochist. The Lin Family had shown him nothing but cruelty—cold indifference, verbal abuse, even physical violence—which had molded him into someone insecure and overly sensitive. If not for them, he wouldn’t have groveled after Qin Ruoyao like a fool.

In a way, the Lin Family were indirect accomplices in his past suffering.

Even in his previous life, he’d seen their cold indifference after his death.

If he still valued them, he’d have to be insane.

Su Hua pressed her lips together, clearly unsatisfied with his answer.

Lin Xuan frowned, sensing the chilling aura around her only intensifying.

Was there something wrong with his response?

Why did Huabao seem displeased?

His mind raced, searching for any misstep in his words—but he couldn’t find one.

Su Hua’s slender fingers traced his chest.

"From the way you speak," she mused, "if new relatives treated you well, would you start valuing them more?"

If the Jiang Family recognized him in the future and showered him with affection, would he grow attached to them?

Xuan had never known familial warmth from the Lin Family, yet he’d still given them his all in the past.

What if the Jiang Family treated him kindly?

Would he prioritize them over her?

A surge of unease gripped Su Hua’s heart. She was terrified—terrified that Xuan might one day value the Jiang Family more than her.

The Jiang and Su Families had always been at odds. What if they tried to take him away from her?

The mere thought ignited a murderous impulse within her.

"Absolutely not," Lin Xuan vowed, raising two fingers. "Huabao, no matter who appears in the future, no one will ever be more important than you. You’ll always come first in my heart."

Su Hua’s lips thinned.

Xuan was probably just placating her.

But what if that day really came?

The idea of someone tearing Lin Xuan away from her made her blood boil.

A predatory glint flickered in her eyes.

If they dared try, she would annihilate them—no matter the cost.

Then she’d lock Xuan away, ensuring he could never leave her.

Lin Xuan’s frown deepened.

Why was Huabao still so unsettled?

She’d never been this fixated on the Lin Family before. What had triggered this?

There was only one way left to calm her.

Without hesitation, Lin Xuan captured her crimson lips in a searing kiss.

Su Hua’s eyes shimmered with emotion.

Xuan really knew how to soothe her.

She had to admit—his method worked.

The icy aura around her gradually dissipated.

Xuan, you’d better mean every word you’ve said…

When Lin Xuan finally pulled away, Su Hua’s eyes were hazy, her lips slightly parted, cheeks flushed.

She looked utterly bewitching.

The sight sent Lin Xuan’s pulse racing.

He quickly averted his gaze.

"Huabao, do you believe me now?" he asked softly.