The temperature in the air rose steadily.
The bedroom was filled with the intimate sounds of their kisses.
Just as Lin Xuan thought he would once again transform into "Lin the Beast," Su Hua pulled away from his lips and began straightening her clothes.
Lin Xuan was left dumbfounded.
That’s it?
Su Hua’s gaze swept over Lin Xuan’s lower half, her eyes brimming with amusement as she teased, "Does A-Xuan want it?"
"Be good. Too much indulgence isn’t healthy. Hold it in, alright?"
Lin Xuan: "..."
Are you sure it’s not you who’s indulging too much, Hua Bao?
In the end, Lin Xuan could only resign himself and head to the bathroom.
Su Hua smirked.
Better let A-Xuan rest for a while longer. That way, they could spend even more time tangled up in bed, right?
But that didn’t stop her from teasing him.
Su Hua decided to follow the advice from the books—keep Lin Xuan on edge.
By the time Lin Xuan stepped out of the bathroom, Su Hua was already lying in bed.
Just when he thought he was finally free, her mischievous hands began wandering over his body again.
"Hua Bao, what are you doing?" Lin Xuan grabbed her wrist, his voice strained with restraint.
"I’m just testing A-Xuan’s willpower," Su Hua whispered by his ear.
"If you can’t hold back, I can always use my hands to help you."
In the end, Su Hua did use her hands—but she left him hanging every time.
Lin Xuan: "..."
Was Hua Bao born to torment him?
After several more trips to the bathroom and dark circles forming under his eyes, Su Hua finally took pity on him and stopped her teasing.
The next day, Lin Xuan slept until ten in the morning.
His steps were unsteady as he made his way to the dining room.
Butler Wang, as usual, had prepared a nourishing tonic soup for him. "Young Master Lin, your soup."
Lin Xuan glanced at it. "A ten-ingredient tonic soup?"
"Yes," Butler Wang replied with a knowing smile.
Lin Xuan exhaled heavily. "I don’t think I need this today."
Butler Wang looked at him in surprise.
In the past, Young Master Lin would always finish every last drop of the tonic.
This was the first time he had ever refused it.
Could it be that Young Master Lin had finally… outperformed the young miss in bed?
How rare!
But then, Lin Xuan added, "What I need is something to cool me down."
At that, Butler Wang couldn’t help but scrutinize him, his gaze lingering on the dark circles under Lin Xuan’s eyes.
Ah, so that’s why Young Master Lin seemed different today.
Before, it was exhaustion from overindulgence—now, it was frustration from being denied.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Who would’ve thought Young Master Lin would have such a day?
Butler Wang promptly removed the tonic soup.
"Young Master Lin," he suggested with a faint smile, "perhaps you should get some more rest later."
Lin Xuan gave him a weary look.
Was it just him, or did Butler Wang sound a little too pleased about this?
Still, he did need more sleep.
After Su Hua had fallen asleep last night, he had lain awake, staring at the ceiling for hours.
"I’ll go rest now, Butler Wang."
After lunch, Lin Xuan went back to bed for a nap.
Meanwhile, at DR Cosmetics…
Lin Qingwan was reviewing the company’s financial reports.
Their cosmetic sales had been growing steadily over the past few months.
A satisfied smile tugged at her lips.
A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," she called.
Her secretary entered, carrying the results of an investigation.
"President Lin, the matter you asked me to look into has been resolved."
She handed over a file.
Given how much time had passed, it had taken Lin Qingwan’s team over a month to complete the investigation.
Lin Qingwan paused. "You mean… about my mother and Lin Xuan?"
"Yes," the secretary confirmed. "Our usual channels couldn’t uncover anything, so I sought out a specialized investigator. The source is reliable, so the information should be accurate."
Lin Qingwan accepted the file.
"President Lin—"
The secretary started to brief her, but Lin Qingwan raised a hand to stop her. "I’ll read it myself. You may leave."
"Yes."
Alone in her office, Lin Qingwan sat frozen, staring at the unopened file on her desk.
She was terrified of what she might find.
But… she needed the truth.
She had to know if her mother really had…
Her mind flashed back to the day of Lin Li and Feng Yaya’s wedding.
Jiang Shuqin had openly admitted—she was the one who had abandoned Lin Xuan.
Was it really as she had said?
Lin Qingwan’s hands trembled.
Finally, she mustered the courage to open the file.
The moment she saw the contents, the last shred of hope she’d clung to vanished.
It was true.
Her mother had personally taken Lin Xuan to the orphanage and left him there.
Why?
Why would she do such a thing?
Lin Xuan was her own son, the child she had carried for ten months.
If Lin Xuan ever found out that his own mother had thrown him away… how much pain would that cause him?
Tears welled in Lin Qingwan’s eyes.
Overcome with emotion, she grabbed her office phone and dialed Lin Xuan’s number.
Lin Xuan was still in bed, catching up on sleep, when the call jolted him awake.
Annoyed at the interruption, he grabbed his phone without opening his eyes. "Make it quick!" he snapped.
"Xiao Xuan, it’s me." Lin Qingwan’s voice was thick with tears.
Lin Xuan frowned.
That was Lin Qingwan’s voice.
"Lin Qingwan," he said coldly. "If you’re calling to say you regret how you treated me before, you can hang up. I’m not interested in hearing it."
"Xiao Xuan, I’m sorry," Lin Qingwan sobbed. "I didn’t know Mom abandoned you. I’m sorry. Your big sister failed to protect you… I let you suffer all these years."
When Lin Xuan was abandoned, she had only been seven.
She had even asked her mother where she was taking her little brother.
Her mother had said they were going to a temple.
But her mother’s mood had seemed off that day.
If only she had followed them… maybe Lin Xuan wouldn’t have been left behind.
Maybe he wouldn’t have gone hungry in that orphanage.
Lin Xuan was taken aback by her words.
He hadn’t expected Lin Qingwan to actually investigate.
The result—that Jiang Shuqin had abandoned him—didn’t surprise him at all.
If Jiang Shuqin hadn’t done it, she wouldn’t have admitted it at the wedding.
So, he had believed her that day.
He really had been discarded by his own mother.
He didn’t feel much about it now—just a bitter sense of irony.
All those years in the orphanage, waiting for parents who never came… only to learn they were the ones who had made him an orphan in the first place.
"Alright, I understand," Lin Xuan said calmly. "If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
