He had played around with plenty of women in the entertainment industry, but this one—he had truly never seen before.
With looks like hers, if he had encountered her before, there was no way he wouldn’t remember.
Young Master Chen stroked his chin, speculating, "Dressed like that, I bet she’s here to accompany some man."
"Come on, let’s go meet her."
Young Master Liang pulled him back, uneasy. "Young Master Chen, her aura seems refined—she might be the daughter of some wealthy family. Until we know her background, we shouldn’t provoke her."
"What’s there to fear?" Young Master Chen shook off his hand. "I’ve never seen her in high society circles. What kind of status could she possibly have?"
No matter what, he was determined to have her today.
"Hey beautiful, where are you headed? Let me take you there." Young Master Chen blocked Su Hua’s path, grinning.
Su Hua’s face was icy. "Move."
"Oho, a feisty one. I like that." Su Hua was breathtakingly beautiful, and Young Master Chen couldn’t tear his eyes away.
"Let’s get acquainted. My father is the chairman of Huaheng Investment—a publicly listed company worth billions."
He extended his hand toward Su Hua.
She frowned, making no move to shake it.
Young Master Chen smirked. "Ditch your sugar daddy and come with me, yeah? I’ll make sure you live in luxury."
As soon as he finished speaking, several black-suited, sunglasses-wearing bodyguards entered the hotel.
Young Master Chen reached out to grab Su Hua’s shoulder—
The bodyguards swiftly intercepted, seizing his wrist.
Su Hua coldly ordered, "Break his hand."
"Yes."
Without another word, Su Hua stepped into the elevator, heading for the floor where Jiang Yutong and Lin Xuan were meeting.
Downstairs, the bodyguards twisted Young Master Chen’s arm.
"Aaaah—!" A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the lobby.
"Young Master!" His own bodyguards rushed over in a panic.
"Get them! Break their arms and legs!" Young Master Chen snarled through gritted teeth.
"Yes!"
His bodyguards swung their fists at Su Hua’s men—but hers were elites, battle-hardened and ruthless. Within moments, Young Master Chen’s men were subdued, groaning on the floor.
Su Hua’s bodyguards then dragged him away, ignoring his terrified protests.
Some time later, he was dumped at the gates of the Chen family villa.
"My hand… my hand!" Young Master Chen clutched his wrist, face twisted in agony.
Su Hua’s men watched from a distance, shaking their heads.
Daring to approach Miss Su? That was just asking for death.
From beginning to end, her heart belonged only to Young Master Lin. Any other man who tried to get close would regret it.
Meanwhile, Su Hua arrived outside the private dining room.
"This area is occupied. No entry," Jiang Yutong’s bodyguard blocked her path.
Cheng Er glared. "This is our young master’s girlfriend. What’s there to stop her?"
The bodyguard frowned.
So Young Master Lin had a girlfriend. He’d assumed the man was single. Miss Jiang seemed quite taken with him—looked like she’d fallen for him before even getting a chance.
Sigh.
Young Master Lin was taken. Miss Jiang’s love story ended before it even began.
Recognizing Su Hua’s status, the bodyguard stepped aside without further resistance.
Inside the room—
Jiang Yutong had been staring at Lin Xuan for a long while, making him increasingly uneasy under her gaze.
What was that look about?
Did she… have feelings for him?
No—it didn’t seem like the way someone looked at a lover.
Lin Xuan frowned, trying to decipher Jiang Yutong’s intentions.
"Mr. Lin, may I ask—" Jiang Yutong began, only for the door to swing open.
A stunning woman walked in.
Jiang Yutong’s breath caught.
She had never seen someone so breathtakingly beautiful—even as a woman, she couldn’t help but stare.
Lin Xuan, noticing her distraction, turned to look as well.
At the sight of Su Hua, he froze.
He had never seen Hua Bao dressed like this before—her makeup, her aura, completely transformed.
Every movement exuded queenly dominance, yet with an alluring charm beneath.
Jiang Yutong recovered first. "Miss, are you in the wrong room?"
"No mistake here."
Su Hua strode straight to Lin Xuan’s side and sat down.
"Hua Bao, what are you doing here?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled. He remembered she had a packed schedule today—why was she at the hotel?
Su Hua leaned in, her crimson lips brushing his ear. "I’m here to catch you cheating, of course."
"Cough—!" Lin Xuan choked on his water, coughing violently.
He was here purely for business with Jiang Yutong—hadn’t Hua Bao overheard their call last night? Why was she accusing him now?
"Too bad," Su Hua sighed dramatically. "No cheating to catch."
Her tone was almost… disappointed.
A thought flashed through Lin Xuan’s mind—
Was she upset because she couldn’t lock him up in her infamous "dark room"?
He shuddered.
If he ever truly betrayed her, Hua Bao would absolutely imprison him there for life.
Jiang Yutong listened to their exchange, surprised.
So this was Lin Xuan’s girlfriend.
Her demeanor suggested a privileged background.
Su Hua smiled. "A Xuan, aren’t you going to introduce me to this lady?"
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, steadying himself. "Hua Bao, this is my business partner—Jiang Yutong, CEO of Jiangtong Cosmetics Company."
Jiang Yutong extended a hand politely. "You must be Mr. Lin’s girlfriend. He’s mentioned you. I’m Jiang Yutong."
Su Hua accepted the handshake. "Su Hua."
Su Hua?
Jiang Yutong’s brow furrowed.
The name sounded familiar—had she heard it somewhere before?
And the way this woman looked at her… there was unmistakable hostility. Had she somehow offended her?
Before she could dwell on it, Lin Xuan cleared his throat.
"Uh—Hua Bao, Jiang Yutong and I have finished discussing business. We can head back now."
"No rush." Su Hua’s lips curled. "There’s still so much food untouched. Waste not, don’t you think?"

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?"

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?!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”