Too Fond of Being Jealous

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.

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