"Don't celebrate too soon," Wang Ba said with a furrowed brow. "This time, they lost to our gang, but they’ll definitely try to get their revenge."
His voice carried a thick layer of worry. "We’ll likely face Night Rose soon. Even though we’ve grown strong over the past few months, there’s still a gap between us and them. I don’t know if we can win when the time comes."
The gang leader was formidable, but Wang Ba couldn’t help feeling uneasy. After all, Night Rose wasn’t an easy opponent—especially their leader, Dark Rose, who was not someone to be trifled with.
Wang Ba reported the matter to Lin Xuan.
"Boss, we won the arms deal against Night Rose," he announced.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded. The victory didn’t surprise him—he had prepared thoroughly for this.
"Boss," Wang Ba said cautiously, "Night Rose will definitely come for us. Have you thought of a countermeasure?"
Lin Xuan replied, "Keep a close eye on Night Rose’s movements. Report anything suspicious to me immediately. When the time comes, I’ll handle it myself."
Right now, he was focused on dealing with the Mourning Organization.
Facing Night Rose would have to wait—unless they came knocking before he dealt with Mourning. Then, he’d act.
"Understood." Wang Ba let out a relieved sigh.
If the boss took action personally, there was at least a chance of winning.
Maybe their gang wasn’t as strong as Night Rose, but Lin Xuan had strategy.
Last time, with just a handful of men, they had crushed the world’s top assassin organization—Mourning—all thanks to the boss’s tactics.
If he personally faced Night Rose, losing wasn’t a foregone conclusion.
"Wang Ba, start preparing the men," Lin Xuan ordered.
Wang Ba blinked. "Boss, are you saying… you plan to strike Night Rose first?"
"No. We’re raiding Mourning’s hideout." A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuan’s eyes.
"Boss," Wang Ba hesitated, "Why do we keep clashing with Mourning? Shouldn’t we focus on Night Rose first? We can deal with Mourning later."
"No. Mourning must be eliminated first," Lin Xuan insisted.
Wang Ba frowned. "Boss, why are you so fixated on destroying them?"
Lin Xuan’s voice turned icy. "They dared to touch my girlfriend. I need to wipe out Mourning completely—for Hua’er’s safety."
Plus, he needed Mourning to help recover his lost memories. It might even help with Hua’er’s condition.
Wang Ba: "…"
So the boss was a simp after all.
His mind drifted to Su Hua’s image—her figure, beauty, and aura. Well, with someone like her, it was no wonder the boss was whipped.
"Boss," Wang Ba couldn’t resist asking, "How did you even get Su Hua to fall for you?"
Lin Xuan: "Didn’t need any tricks. She fell for me at first sight."
At least, that’s how he remembered it.
Wang Ba sighed. "Never thought the CEO of Su Corporation would be so shallow."
Not that he blamed her. Even as a man, he had to admit Lin Xuan was ridiculously handsome—the kind who could make women swoon instantly.
"Get things ready. I’m hanging up." Lin Xuan set his phone aside and retreated into his thoughts.
He needed to plan carefully—how to confront Mourning.
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Su Corporation, CEO’s Office
Jiang Qing’s lips parted slightly as she listened to her subordinate’s report over the phone.
The Golden Dragon Gang had actually gone head-to-head with Night Rose over an arms deal.
She knew the two factions would clash eventually—just not this soon.
Young Master Lin had guts.
"CEO Su," Jiang Qing strode into the office, calm as ever. "Our men lost the arms interception mission."
"Who took the shipment?" Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Golden Dragon Gang," Jiang Qing answered.
Su Hua let out a low chuckle. "It’s been a long time since any gang dared to oppose Night Rose."
"CEO," Jiang Qing ventured, "How do you plan to handle them? This is practically a declaration of war."
Su Hua’s lips curled. "I’ll deal with Golden Dragon Gang personally… later."
Jiang Qing’s face lit up with amusement.
If Night Rose moved, Lin Xuan would surely step in too. And if Su Hua personally handled Golden Dragon Gang… the two would cross paths.
Oh, this was going to be good.
Jiang Qing decided she’d stick close to Su Hua. If things got heated, she’d have to reveal their identities—before they accidentally hurt each other.
"CEO," she asked, "Should I start preparing countermeasures against Golden Dragon Gang now?"
Su Hua’s expression remained blank. "No need. I have something more important to handle first."
Jiang Qing blinked. "What’s more important than this?"
Su Hua shot her a glance. "Mine and Xuan’s anniversary."
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
Of course.
Well, Night Rose wouldn’t be making a move anytime soon.
Their meeting anniversary was still over a week away.
By then, Su Hua would undoubtedly slip into one of those risqué outfits, sway to some sultry jazz-classical fusion, and seduce Lin Xuan into bed for days.
After that… recovery time.
Any showdown between their alter egos would have to wait.
Sigh.
Jiang Qing lamented inwardly.
Guess the drama would have to be postponed.
Just as she stepped out of the office, she spotted the dance instructor arriving. Jiang Qing promptly turned back.
"CEO, your instructor is here," she announced.
"Mm." Su Hua set aside her work and stood.
In the dance studio, Jiang Qing watched, chin in hand, as Su Hua practiced with intense focus.
The CEO had long moved beyond just classical jazz—now she trained in everything from traditional to modern dance, specifically the kinds that could ensnare a man.
By the time their anniversary rolled around, Lin Xuan’s kidneys were in for a world of suffering.
He’d better pray for mercy.
An hour later, the instructor left.
Su Hua, glistening with sweat, emerged from the studio and returned to her office. Just as she was about to enter her private restroom, another notification buzzed on her phone.
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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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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!"
