"Huabao, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Lin Xuan asked with concern.
Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with worry and tenderness. Su Hua had been staring at him, as if trying to discern whether he was acting or genuinely sincere.
"Ah Xuan." After a long pause, she called his name in a hoarse voice.
"Huabao, what exactly happened?" Lin Xuan stroked her soft hair and asked again, his voice laced with concern.
Su Hua suddenly buried herself in Lin Xuan's embrace, pressing half her face tightly against his chest, quietly listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
Lin Xuan didn’t press further. Instead, he gently patted the back of the petite woman in his arms.
Time passed minute by minute.
Su Hua clung to Lin Xuan’s waist and finally spoke again, "Ah Xuan."
"I'm here," Lin Xuan replied softly.
"You’ll never leave me, right?" Su Hua lifted her delicate, palm-sized face and asked uneasily.
"Of course not," Lin Xuan affirmed firmly.
"Mmm."
Su Hua’s arms remained tightly wrapped around Lin Xuan’s waist.
"Huabao, don’t overthink things," Lin Xuan reassured her.
Su Hua pressed her lips together.
Yes.
Ah Xuan could never leave her—because if he ever tried to escape, she would lock him away.
"Huabao, you’re covered in sweat. Let me take you to bathe," Lin Xuan said.
"Ah Xuan, just let me hold you a little longer," Su Hua murmured, her voice still rough.
"Alright."
Knowing Su Hua was feeling unsettled, Lin Xuan sat on the bed and held her tightly.
He sighed inwardly.
The nightmare Huabao had must be related to those years he spent trapped in Night Garden, constantly trying to escape.
It seemed she still lacked a sense of security.
Even after more than a year, Huabao remained like this. He wondered when she would finally believe wholeheartedly that he truly loved her and genuinely wanted to stay with her.
Once Su Hua’s emotions had settled somewhat, Lin Xuan carried her to the bathroom.
The next morning.
Lin Xuan went to Tianmu Group.
As usual, Lei Hui greeted him with a smile and handed over a thick stack of documents.
This time, the pile was twice as large as before.
Even though Lin Xuan had mentally prepared himself, the sheer volume of paperwork made him pause. "Why so much?"
Lei Hui answered in a resentful tone, "How long has it been since you last came to the company? It’s only natural for work to pile up."
Honestly, he never expected to end up with such a lazy boss.
In all his years, he’d never seen a company founder who visited the office so sparingly—less than ten times in a year.
It almost felt like the company was his alone.
"Fine, I’ll handle it now," Lin Xuan said, scratching his nose guiltily.
He had indeed been slacking off.
But then again, he’d hired Lei Hui to manage things and given him a generous share of profits precisely so he could be a hands-off boss.
Lin Xuan sat at the desk and began processing the documents while Lei Hui went about his own tasks.
Eighty minutes later.
Lei Hui returned to the office.
Not long after, Lin Xuan set down his pen.
Lei Hui glanced at his wristwatch.
Eighty-two minutes—almost exactly as he’d predicted.
Having witnessed Lin Xuan’s work speed multiple times, he’d calculated the time it would take.
Even though these documents were more complex, it made no difference to Lin Xuan.
So the processing time remained unchanged.
The boss was truly inhuman.
Lei Hui couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
For anyone else, this workload would take at least three or four days to complete. Yet the boss had finished it in just over an hour.
Where did he even get such superhuman abilities?
"So, the game development is complete?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Yes," Lei Hui nodded. "It’s basically done. Boss, let me show you."
"Alright."
Lin Xuan stood up, but just as he was about to leave the office, Shao Xingfan appeared at the door.
He grinned at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan: "..."
That expression… was far from innocent.
Lin Xuan rubbed his temples in exasperation. "Fine, hand it over."
Every time he came to the company, someone always cornered him. First, it was just Lei Hui, and occasionally, Dogtail Grass would drop by to pester him in person about updates.
Now, there was Shao Xingfan too.
"Right away, Young Master Lin!"
Shao Xingfan promptly led Lin Xuan to his own office.
"Young Master Lin, this is it. Please help me solve this," Shao Xingfan said, pointing at the computer screen with a smile.
Without wasting words, Lin Xuan sat in the chair and placed his hands over the keyboard.
A rapid clatter of keystrokes followed as Lin Xuan’s fingers flew across the keys, moving so fast they blurred.
Shao Xingfan had initially intended to observe how Lin Xuan tackled the programming challenge, but the speed was simply too much for him to follow.
After a few moments, he gave up.
Oh well.
He’d just wait for the results.
Five minutes later, Lin Xuan stopped typing.
Shao Xingfan immediately stepped forward, grinning. "Boss, hold on—there’s more."
He clicked the mouse, switching the screen to the next problem.
Lin Xuan continued typing, his expression unchanging.
Thirty minutes later, Lin Xuan finally solved every last issue. He stretched lazily.
"Young Master Lin, you’re absolutely incredible! I’ve been stuck on these for ages, but you figured them out in one glance," Shao Xingfan exclaimed in admiration.
"No wonder President Su fell for you."
"So you don’t think I’m unworthy of Huabao anymore?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
"Young Master Lin," Shao Xingfan scratched the back of his head and chuckled sheepishly. "Back then, I was blind. I misjudged you. Please don’t hold it against me."
Now, Shao Xingfan worshipped the ground Lin Xuan walked on. There wasn’t a shred of resentment left in him.
In fact, he now believed Young Master Lin and President Su were a match made in heaven.
Young Master Lin was handsome, a genius at computers, and an absolute beast at managing a company. In this world, only someone like him could ever be worthy of President Su.
No—he had to keep a close eye on Young Master Lin. He couldn’t let some other woman steal him away from President Su.
Otherwise, who would solve his programming problems?
"You’ve changed your tune pretty fast," Lin Xuan remarked dryly.
Shao Xingfan laughed. "Well, changing faces doesn’t cost beans, right?"
Might as well flip-flop as much as he wanted.
Besides, back then, he hadn’t known about Young Master Lin’s abilities. He’d assumed he was just a useless pretty boy mooching off President Su.
When President Su assigned him to Tianmu Group to assist Young Master Lin, he’d gotten to know him better—and realized Tianmu Group was entirely Lin Xuan’s creation, built from the ground up with little help from President Su.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
