"Mr. Lin, I’d like to collaborate with you. You’ll supply products for our company, and I’ll transfer 40% of the shares to you. When would you be available to finalize the contract signing?" Jiang Yutong said eagerly.
She had a strong feeling that partnering with Lin Xuan would elevate Jiang Tong's Cosmetics Company to astonishing heights.
Lin Xuan replied, "How about tomorrow afternoon?"
"Then let’s meet at 3 PM in Private Room 405 at Jiang's Hotel," Jiang Yutong suggested.
"Sure," Lin Xuan nodded.
After hanging up, Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it was just a straightforward work discussion.
And luckily, Jiang Yutong had no romantic interest in him. Otherwise, he’d be in trouble today.
If Jiang Yutong knew what Lin Xuan was thinking, she’d chuckle to herself.
True, she had no intention of making him her boyfriend—but she did want to coax him into becoming her little brother.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan said, "You can trust me now, right? There’s really nothing between us."
"Mm."
Su Hua nodded in satisfaction, a glimmer of amusement flashing in her eyes.
3 PM at Jiang's Hotel, Private Room 405?
The next day, Jiang Yutong spent a long time getting ready in front of the mirror, choosing a sophisticated outfit.
Jiang Manting watched her sister’s preparations and walked over with a smile. "My little sister looks absolutely stunning when she dresses up. Honestly, compared to your usual casual style, I—"
Wait.
Jiang Manting’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased, "Yutong, you’re dressing up so nicely—are you meeting your boyfriend? Come on, tell me, when did you get a boyfriend?"
"Sis, what are you imagining?"
Jiang Yutong shook her head.
Lin Xuan already had a girlfriend—she had no intention of being a homewrecker.
She explained, "I’m meeting Lin Xuan to sign a contract. I just want to make a good impression so I can eventually convince him to be my little brother."
Lin Xuan perfectly matched the image of the younger brother she’d always envisioned.
If he agreed, she’d be overjoyed.
Jiang Manting sighed in disappointment.
For a moment, she’d been excited at the thought of gaining a brother-in-law—only to find out her sister just wanted a sibling.
"Fine, go ahead," Jiang Manting said, shaking her head helplessly.
Jiang Yutong grabbed her documents and handbag, heading out early to avoid any delays. She arrived at the hotel half an hour ahead of time.
Lin Xuan, on the other hand, showed up right on schedule.
"Mr. Lin," Jiang Yutong extended her hand.
Lin Xuan declined politely, "Sorry, my girlfriend doesn’t like me shaking hands with other women."
Su Hua already disliked him interacting with other women. If she found out he’d shaken Jiang Yutong’s hand, she’d definitely punish him.
Unfazed, Jiang Yutong withdrew her hand with a smile.
Good, good. Lin Xuan was loyal to his girlfriend—not a scumbag.
A man who stayed faithful to his partner must have strong character.
Her opinion of him rose even higher.
She placed a contract in front of him. "Mr. Lin, here’s the draft agreement. Let me know if there’s anything you’d like to revise."
"Alright." Lin Xuan took the contract and began reviewing it.
Meanwhile, in the CEO’s office at Su Corporation...
A senior executive was delivering his report while Su Hua intermittently glanced at the time displayed on her open laptop.
The moment the clock struck the hour, she closed the file.
"Well done. You may leave." She handed the documents back to him.
The executive blinked in surprise. "That’s it, President Su?"
His department’s performance this quarter had been lackluster. Before entering her office, he’d braced himself for a harsh reprimand.
But it ended just like that?
"You’ve seen the report. Go back and reorganize your team. Just focus on improving next quarter’s results," Su Hua said calmly.
"O-okay." The executive nodded dazedly.
Still in a daze, he walked out of the office.
Was President Su being unusually lenient today?
He lingered outside, helping Su Hua’s assistant with some tasks.
Soon after, Su Hua emerged from her office.
She had changed out of her professional suit into a striking red bodycon dress that accentuated her tall, curvaceous figure.
Her makeup, already applied that morning, was now complemented by bold red lips.
Her entire presence radiated elegance and confidence, every movement exuding a unique charm.
The assistant and the executive couldn’t help but stare.
President Su looked breathtakingly beautiful today.
Jiang Qing happened to return just then and hurried over. "President Su, the Chairman of Han Group is waiting in our conference room. Will you meet with him?"
"Ask him to reschedule. I’m unavailable this afternoon—cancel all my remaining appointments."
Jiang Qing couldn’t resist asking, "Do you have special plans today, President Su?"
"Yes." Su Hua’s lips curved slightly. "Lin Xuan is meeting Jiang Yutong for a business discussion. I think my presence is necessary."
Jiang Qing: "..."
She couldn’t help but scrutinize Su Hua’s outfit.
So she was going to meet Lin Xuan’s cousin? With this aura and styling, anyone would think President Su was asserting her dominance as the rightful partner in front of a rival.
Wait—that was probably exactly her intention.
Jiang Qing shook her head inwardly. Jiang Yutong was Lin Xuan’s cousin—there was no way anything romantic could happen between them.
Yet President Su was even jealous of her?
Then again, when Wang Dahe had slung an arm around Lin Xuan’s shoulders, Su Hua’s icy glare had looked murderous.
If she reacted that way to a man, how could she not be wary of a woman getting close to Lin Xuan?
No wonder President Su had spent the morning trying on outfits—she was preparing to stake her claim in front of his cousin.
"President Su, I’ll handle rescheduling your meetings," Jiang Qing said respectfully.
"Good."
Su Hua checked the time on her phone again—3 PM. Jiang Yutong and Lin Xuan must have already met.
Without further delay, she strode into the elevator.
The executive finally understood why President Su had let him off so easily—she was in a hurry to see Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan was truly his savior.
He couldn’t help but marvel at the thought.
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?"
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.
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
