"Huabao, I was planning to cook for you today. How about I go back and make you something?" Lin Xuan said.
He still felt it wasn’t safe to stay here—better to slip away if possible.
"I don’t feel like eating your cooking today, A-Xuan. What interests me are the dishes on this table—they look quite delicious," Su Hua replied.
She then leaned closer to Lin Xuan’s ear and whispered, "A-Xuan seems really reluctant to have me stay. Are you feeling guilty? Afraid I might catch you and Second Miss Jiang in something?"
"No, no, Huabao, it’s purely a professional relationship between us," Lin Xuan quickly denied.
"Then why are you so nervous, hmm?" Su Hua arched her delicate brows.
Lin Xuan grumbled inwardly.
Though he had nothing to hide, he couldn’t help having a yandere girlfriend—one who was particularly prone to jealousy.
"I’m not nervous."
Lin Xuan steeled himself and said, "Since Huabao likes the food here, let’s have dinner here tonight."
"Mmm."
Su Hua curled her lips in satisfaction.
Jiang Yutong, oblivious to the tension, nodded and said, "I’ll ask the server to bring an extra set of utensils."
"No need. A-Xuan and I are a couple—we can share," Su Hua declared.
"Alright." Jiang Yutong nodded.
Su Hua picked up her chopsticks.
But as she tried to pick up some vegetables, her hand suddenly trembled, and the greens slipped onto the table—as if she had no strength left.
Jiang Yutong was puzzled.
What was going on?
"A-Xuan, my hands are still sore from last night. Feed me, won’t you?" Su Hua’s voice carried a sweet, coquettish tone.
Jiang Yutong, though only twenty-four and without a man of her own, had seen her share of risqué content. The implications of Su Hua’s words hit her instantly.
Jiang Yutong: "!!!"
Seriously? Right in front of an outsider? Was this really appropriate?
Lin Xuan gave Su Hua a skeptical look.
Huabao, are your hands really sore?
Sure, they had used them last night—but that was only for about ten minutes. And it had been hours since then.
How could they still be sore?
Glancing at Jiang Yutong, Lin Xuan quickly realized: Su Hua was still jealous and had come here on purpose.
And now she was deliberately making ambiguous remarks.
Lin Xuan knew the only thing he could do now was play along.
"Alright." Obediently, he began feeding Su Hua.
Whatever Lin Xuan offered, Su Hua accepted without complaint.
Jiang Yutong watched the couple with an indescribable expression.
Were Lin Xuan and his girlfriend always this clingy?
And this woman, who radiated such a commanding presence, was acting so soft and submissive around him…
Jiang Yutong glanced at the lamb in her bowl and suddenly felt full—not from the food, but from the sheer amount of dogforce she’d been force-fed. She had no appetite left.
Maybe I should find a boyfriend too…
Noticing that Lin Xuan hadn’t touched the lamb dish, Jiang Yutong spoke up. "Mr. Lin, this lamb is one of the signature dishes at Jiang Hotel. The flavor is excellent—you should try it."
Lin Xuan shook his head. "No need. My girlfriend doesn’t like lamb."
Su Hua was allergic—he would never let her near it.
"I’m full, A-Xuan. No more feeding," Su Hua announced.
Jiang Yutong exhaled in relief.
Finally. It’s over, right?
But then, Su Hua picked up an oyster and held it to Lin Xuan’s lips. "A-Xuan, now it’s my turn to feed you."
Jiang Yutong: "???"
Miss Su, weren’t your hands too weak to hold chopsticks earlier? How are you suddenly strong enough to feed him now?
She had a strong suspicion that she’d become part of Lin Xuan and Su Hua’s little game.
Normally, Jiang Yutong would have left long ago.
But this was Lin Xuan—the man who could save her company, the one she wanted to take in as a younger brother.
Taking a deep breath, she resigned herself.
Fine. More dogforce it is.
At last, Lin Xuan finished eating.
He looked at Jiang Yutong curiously. "Second Miss Jiang, aren’t you going to eat?"
Jiang Yutong forced a smile. "I’m a bit full already. I’ll pass."
How could she possibly eat now?
Back in school, she had focused solely on studies. After graduation, she’d thrown herself into work, never considering romance or feeling that being single was a bad thing.
But for the first time in years, she felt the overwhelming disdain that couples had for singles like her.
"Huabao, we’re done. Let’s go home," Lin Xuan said.
The atmosphere was unbearable—he couldn’t stay another minute.
"Wait." Jiang Yutong quickly stopped him.
"Second Miss Jiang, is there something else?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Well…" Jiang Yutong cleared her throat. "I’ve learned that you’ve cut ties with your family—that your parents never treated you well."
"That’s right." Lin Xuan frowned. "Why bring this up, Second Miss Jiang?"
"Mr. Lin, would you like to have family again? A sister, or maybe a grandfather?" Jiang Yutong got straight to the point.
The moment she spoke, Su Hua’s gaze turned icy.
So she really is here to steal A-Xuan.
Even if Jiang Yutong was his blood-related cousin, Su Hua wouldn’t allow her to take him away.
Lin Xuan could feel the chilling aura radiating from the woman beside him.
"Second Miss Jiang."
His voice cooled. "I don’t want family. I don’t need a sister or a grandfather."
Family had only ever been a burden to him.
Hah.
Hadn’t he suffered enough in his past life because of so-called "family"?
Now, with Su Hua by his side, good friends, and his own career, he had everything he needed.
Su Hua could see Lin Xuan’s genuine rejection of familial ties, and her lips curled in satisfaction.
"Second Miss Jiang, A-Xuan doesn’t need family—he has me. If he ever wants that kind of bond, I’ll just give him a child."
Jiang Yutong saw the refusal in Lin Xuan’s eyes and sighed in disappointment.
"Very well. Forget I mentioned it."
"Second Miss Jiang, until next time." Lin Xuan nodded.
Hand in hand with Su Hua, he left.
Jiang Yutong slumped in her seat, exhaling deeply. For the first time, she felt an intense urge to find a boyfriend.
No doubt about it—this dogforce was hard to swallow.
Once in the car, Lin Xuan glanced nervously at the woman beside him.
"Huabao, you have to believe me—there’s really nothing between Jiang Yutong and me."
Su Hua pressed her lips together.
She knew. But she couldn’t shake the insecurity—the fear that one day, A-Xuan might be taken from her, that he’d revert to the man who once clashed with her at every turn.
Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan’s neck.
"A-Xuan, I know you wouldn’t. But you have to indulge me. Don’t do anything with other women that might make me misunderstand."
Lin Xuan nodded. "Alright."
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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