After the incidents involving Shen Qianqian and Jiang Yutong, he had learned his lesson—from now on, if he ever met a woman alone, he would have to report it to Hua Bao in advance!
Su Hua lay on top of Lin Xuan, not doing anything to him, just quietly holding him like that.
In the car behind them.
Cheng Er stroked his chin and asked curiously, "Bro, that car hasn’t moved for so long. What do you think the boss and President Su are doing?"
Cheng Da pondered for a moment before replying, "The boss met with Jiang Yutong. President Su must be jealous. The boss is probably having a hard time right now."
Cheng Er thought back to the last time Su Hua got jealous—how the boss had looked utterly drained afterward—and nodded in agreement.
Definitely.
Next time they saw the boss, he’d probably have dark circles under his eyes and unsteady steps.
"It seems the boss has sacrificed so much for our Golden Dragon Gang," Cheng Er sighed.
Cheng Da lifted his eyelids and glanced at Cheng Er. "You really think that’s a sacrifice?"
Cheng Er froze for a second before shaking his head honestly.
It really wasn’t.
A woman like President Su—wealthy, beautiful, and devoted—was hard to come by.
Especially since she was so commanding in front of others, yet often showed a tender, feminine side when it came to the boss.
The only downside was her jealousy. When she got jealous, it was both an exhilarating and painful experience for the boss.
After returning to the night residence, Su Hua simply held Lin Xuan as they slept, doing nothing else.
Lin Xuan looked down at the woman in his arms, suspicion written all over his face.
Was she really just going to sleep like this?
Hua Bao wasn’t going to do anything to him?
Su Hua noticed Lin Xuan’s gaze and raised her eyes. "What are you looking at, Ah Xuan? Hmm?"
Unable to hold back, Lin Xuan asked, "Hua Bao, are you sure we’re just going to sleep like this?"
Su Hua arched her delicate brows. "What does Ah Xuan want to do?"
Her slender, jade-like fingers traced a path down Lin Xuan’s chest. "Could it be… Ah Xuan wants it?"
Thump, thump, thump—
Lin Xuan’s heart pounded violently.
Su Hua flipped over and pinned him beneath her.
The woman curled her crimson lips. "If Ah Xuan wants it, I wouldn’t mind satisfying you."
"Hua Bao, I—" Lin Xuan was about to refuse, but then he remembered his meeting with Jiang Yutong earlier that day, and guilt crept in.
If he rejected her now, would Hua Bao overthink it? Would she assume he was refusing because of Jiang Yutong?
But… he hadn’t fully recovered yet.
"Hua Bao." Lin Xuan ran his fingers through the soft strands of her hair, forcing himself to say, "Yes, I think Hua Bao is especially alluring today. You’ve seduced me."
"Ah Xuan." Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously. You asked for this.
"Since it’s Ah Xuan’s request, I’ll have to satisfy you properly."
With that, she captured his lips in a kiss.
Their eyes closed.
A moment later, Su Hua opened hers again, amusement glimmering in those beautiful depths. "Since Ah Xuan was the one who asked, shouldn’t you take the lead?"
Then, she wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan and flipped their positions, putting him on top while she lay beneath him, her soft arms encircling his neck.
She pulled him closer.
The room was so quiet that only the sound of their kissing could be heard. At some point, they switched positions again.
Their clothes gradually became disheveled.
Just as things were about to escalate, Su Hua stopped abruptly, restraining herself. "Ah Xuan, I’ll satisfy you properly next time. For tonight, you should rest, okay?"
Confusion filled Lin Xuan’s face.
That was it?
This wasn’t like Hua Bao at all.
Seeing his expression, Su Hua smiled faintly. "Ah Xuan, the past few nights have been exhausting for you. You should rest well tonight."
Her fingers idly traced circles on his chest.
"I’m afraid if you overwork yourself, you might lose function down there. And then, wouldn’t my life lose one of its greatest pleasures?"
Lin Xuan: "…"
Hua Bao, remember, you’re a woman!
Why do you keep stealing lines meant for men?
Still, since Hua Bao was letting him off the hook, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, let’s sleep." He nodded.
Su Hua curled her lips.
She was doing this so Ah Xuan could rest properly. After all, in just over a week, it would be the anniversary of the day they first met.
If he rested well now, they could spend the entire day tangled up in bed then.
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Jiang Yutong returned to the Jiang Family. Seeing her listless expression, Jiang Manting couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong, Tongtong?"
Jiang Yutong set her bag down on the sofa and sighed. "Lin Xuan doesn’t seem interested in having a sworn sister."
Jiang Manting had never met Lin Xuan and only knew of him through Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Yutong’s accounts.
Hearing this, she was surprised. "Does he know your identity?"
"He does." Jiang Yutong nodded.
Jiang Manting’s opinion of Lin Xuan rose. It seemed he wasn’t the type to chase after power or connections.
"Tongtong." Jiang Manting took Jiang Yutong’s hand. "If Lin Xuan isn’t willing, then we shouldn’t force him."
"Okay."
Jiang Yutong nodded dejectedly and retreated to her room, where she began examining the cosmetics Lin Xuan had given her.
Soon, she received the formulas for each product from him—all made from various plants or animal-derived ingredients.
Jiang Yutong stared at the list in astonishment.
These were all ordinary ingredients, yet when combined by Lin Xuan, they produced such remarkable effects.
Some of the plants listed were unfamiliar to her.
She jotted down the unknown items one by one, planning to ask her subordinates. If they didn’t know, she’d inquire elsewhere.
Jiang Yutong then sought out the butler. "Butler, gather some maids with noticeable freckles or scars on their faces."
The butler bowed respectfully. "Yes, miss. I’ll arrange it immediately."
When the butler assembled the staff and made the announcement, many maids eagerly raised their hands.
"Butler, me! Look at my face—I’ve got plenty of freckles. I definitely meet the miss’s requirements!"
"Butler, I’ve got a lot of scars too!"
Ever since the three maids’ acne had visibly faded after using Jiang Yutong’s ointment, word had spread among the staff.
Now, everyone was eager to volunteer as test subjects, all hoping to get their hands on Jiang Yutong’s miracle creams.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
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?"
