Face-Changing Without Deducting Beans

"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.