Holy shit We're screwed

The maid saw Su Hua and knew the first thing she would do upon returning was look for Lin Xuan. Without waiting for Su Hua to ask, she respectfully said, "Miss, Young Master Lin is in the kitchen. It seems he intends to personally prepare lunch to bring to your company."

"Miss," the maid added, unable to resist, "Young Master Lin truly cares deeply for you."

The level of affection between the two of them was enough to make even the maids feel the urge to fall in love.

"Mmm." Su Hua curled her lips. "A-Xuan is just like that."

But then...

At the thought of something, the light in Su Hua's eyes dimmed again.

What if A-Xuan regained his memories? Would he still treat her this well?

Su Hua pressed her lips together and walked toward the kitchen.

Butler Wang was still learning the final dish—a dish that happened to be a favorite of the person he was romantically involved with. He was studying it with extra diligence.

When Su Hua entered the kitchen, Butler Wang noticed her immediately.

Su Hua gestured for him to leave.

Reluctantly, Butler Wang picked up his notes and pen and stepped out of the kitchen, though not before stealing one last glance at the dish.

Lin Xuan, meanwhile, hadn’t noticed Su Hua’s return.

He was still instructing Butler Wang, saying, "The key to this dish is the heat—it has to be high. Otherwise, it won’t have that wok hei, and the flavor will fall flat..."

Su Hua wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan’s waist from behind, pressing her face against his back.

Feeling the softness against him, Lin Xuan knew Su Hua had returned.

"Hua Bao," he asked curiously, "Why are you back at this hour?"

Su Hua lowered her gaze. "No reason. I just wanted to see you sooner."

Only by seeing with her own eyes that he was safe would she feel at ease.

"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan coaxed gently, "The kitchen’s full of smoke and oil. Go wait for me outside."

Su Hua didn’t respond, continuing to hold him.

Lin Xuan had no choice but to let her stay.

He quickly finished stir-frying the last dish and instructed the chef, "Take these out to be served."

"Yes, sir."

The chef eyed the array of perfectly cooked dishes—each one fragrant and visually appealing—and felt a surge of relief.

Thank goodness the young lady couldn’t bear to have Young Master Lin cook too often, so he only prepared meals occasionally.

If Young Master Lin cooked every day, he’d probably be out of a job.

The pay at Night Garden was high, and the work was easy. He had no intention of leaving.

Admittedly, Young Master Lin’s culinary skills were exceptional—so much so that even he couldn’t help but try to learn a few tricks.

Lin Xuan removed his apron and led Su Hua out of the kitchen, guiding her to a seat at the dining table.

"Hua Bao, did something happen?" Lin Xuan asked worriedly.

Something felt off.

"No." Su Hua shook her head.

Lin Xuan studied her expression, but it was as calm as ever. No sign of distress.

Had he imagined it?

Then again, if Hua Bao truly felt uneasy, she would’ve already dragged him to bed to seek reassurance—not remained this composed.

Unless… this was the calm before the storm.

"Hua Bao, you must be hungry. Let’s eat first."

Lin Xuan resumed his usual routine of feeding Su Hua.

Nearby, Butler Wang raised an eyebrow.

Look at that.

Young Master Lin and the young lady were being lovey-dovey again.

So much PDA. But it was fine—soon enough, he’d be sweet-talking his own sweetheart too.

After lunch...

"Hua Bao, you should rest before heading back to work," Lin Xuan said.

"I’m not going to the office. There’s nothing to do there," Su Hua replied.

If Jiang Qing—who was currently swamped with work, not even having time to drink water—heard this, she’d be utterly baffled.

Boss Su… are you sure you’re not busy?

"In that case, take the afternoon to relax," Lin Xuan nodded.

At least today, Hua Bao probably wouldn’t try to lure him into bed.

"Alright." Su Hua picked up a cup of tea from the coffee table and took a sip.

Rest?

As if.

A glint flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.

Lin Xuan settled on the sofa while Su Hua curled up in his arms, and the two began watching a movie.

An hour later, Jiang Qing sent Su Hua a message.

[Jiang Qing]: Boss Su, I’ve found what you were looking for. I’ll have someone deliver it to you.

[Su Hua]: Mmm.

Lin Xuan caught a glimpse of Su Hua’s phone and asked, "Hua Bao, what were you looking for?"

"Nothing important. Just some work documents I misplaced. I asked Jiang Qing to track them down," Su Hua answered smoothly, her expression betraying nothing.

"I see." Lin Xuan nodded, not doubting her words.

They continued watching the movie.

Su Hua occasionally checked the time, waiting for the delivery.

Eighteen minutes later...

A maid entered the living room holding an envelope. "Miss, someone specifically asked for this to be handed to you. They said you should open it personally—that you’d find it very interesting."

It’s here.

Su Hua arched a brow.

"Who sent it?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"I’m not sure," the maid replied. "It was a man wearing glasses. He didn’t identify himself—just dropped this off and ran. I couldn’t catch up to him."

"Mmm." Su Hua took the envelope.

"What is this?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.

The envelope looked unusually thick.

Su Hua tilted her head. "A-Xuan, open it for me."

"But they said you should be the one to open it," Lin Xuan pointed out.

"Between us, do we really need to distinguish 'you' from 'me'?" Su Hua smiled.

"Alright, I’ll open it." Lin Xuan nodded, examining the envelope.

What could be inside to make it so thick?

He tore open the seal and pulled out the contents.

"Photos?" Lin Xuan frowned.

As he pulled out a few, his confusion deepened—these were pictures of him. Why would someone send these to Hua Bao?

A sense of foreboding crept into his heart. Something was about to happen.

Lin Xuan continued extracting the photos.

Then, in the next frame, another figure came into view—a woman in a white dress.

Their poses...

Lin Xuan: "!!!!"

What the hell?!

His eyes widened.

No way.

Hua Bao can’t see these.