Lin Xuan instinctively turned his head to look at Su Hua, only to see her smiling at him with amusement in her eyes, seemingly unaware of the photo...
"Ah Xuan, give me the envelope. I want to see what's inside," Su Hua reached out to take it.
"Hua Bao, don’t look yet."
Lin Xuan turned away, avoiding her hand, and quickly stuffed the photo back into the envelope.
Then he stole another glance at Su Hua, double-checking.
Hua Bao really didn’t seem to have noticed the contents of the envelope.
If she had, she wouldn’t be wearing that expression right now.
Thank goodness.
Otherwise, Hua Bao would turn into a sea of jealousy, and his poor kidneys wouldn’t survive.
"What’s Ah Xuan up to? Why so nervous? Is there something in there you don’t want me to see?" Su Hua arched an elegant brow.
"You’re overthinking it, Hua Bao," Lin Xuan replied, his eyes darting around nervously. "It’s just an unmarked envelope from a stranger. Nothing worth looking at. We should just throw it away."
Of course, Su Hua had been the one to ask Jiang Qing to arrange for these things to be sent.
Throw them away? Impossible.
Su Hua tilted her head. "But I want to see it."
"But it’s just..." Lin Xuan struggled to come up with an excuse.
He absolutely couldn’t let Hua Bao discover what was inside—otherwise, he’d be in for another seven days and nights of torment. He wouldn’t survive.
"Hmm?" Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Ah Xuan still doesn’t want me to see?"
Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.
Time for the ultimate move.
He wrapped an arm around her slender waist and pulled her close. Su Hua smirked. "What’s Ah Xuan trying to do now?"
She was curious to see how he planned to distract her.
"I want to devour Hua Bao," Lin Xuan murmured before cupping the back of her head and capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
Based on past experience, nothing a kiss couldn’t fix.
If one wasn’t enough, he’d give her two.
That way, Hua Bao would forget about the envelope, and he’d be safe.
Sure, seducing her like this might land him in bed, completely drained—but one day was still far better than seven.
"Mmm—"
The two kissed shamelessly on the couch, oblivious to their surroundings.
Su Hua gazed at Lin Xuan with amusement.
Ah Xuan’s kissing skills had definitely improved.
Butler Wang and the other servants tactfully retreated from the living room.
Breathless, Su Hua leaned back against the couch, tilting her head to expose her long, graceful neck.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan murmured against her skin before pulling away. "Let’s go to the bedroom."
"Today, I’m all yours," he whispered seductively in her ear.
Better to lure her away from the living room and dispose of that envelope while he still could.
Su Hua knew exactly why Lin Xuan had suddenly kissed her like that. Even in her dazed state, she retained a sliver of clarity.
If she let him take her to the bedroom now, his plan would succeed.
But she didn’t want to miss out on this rare, proactive side of him.
A thought crossed her mind, and she suddenly smiled. "Alright."
With that, Lin Xuan scooped her up in his arms and glanced at the envelope.
"Someone clean up the living room," he called out. "And throw away everything on the floor."
"Yes, sir." A servant quickly arrived with cleaning supplies.
Lin Xuan exhaled in relief.
Disaster averted.
He carried Su Hua to their room and devoted himself entirely to pleasuring her.
Five hours later, Su Hua was fast asleep.
Still uneasy, Lin Xuan slipped downstairs and asked, "Did you get rid of that envelope?"
The servant retrieved it. "Mr. Lin, it’s here. I thought it might be important, so I didn’t throw it away."
Lin Xuan snatched it and tossed it into the trash. "Just some useless stuff. Get rid of it."
"And take out the trash while you’re at it. It’s piling up."
"Understood," the servant replied respectfully.
Back in bed, Su Hua, still asleep, seemed to sense his presence and immediately curled against him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.
Lin Xuan looked down at the woman in his arms and felt a surge of relief.
Thank goodness he’d acted fast—disposing of the envelope before Hua Bao could see it. Otherwise, his kidneys would’ve been doomed!
The next morning at breakfast, Su Hua spoke up again.
"I’ve taken some time off work, so I’ll be free to spend more time with you, Ah Xuan."
Lin Xuan’s hand froze mid-bite of his toast.
Spend time with him?
The kind that involved the bedroom, right?
He was happy Hua Bao was taking a break—she deserved rest—but her enthusiasm in that department was too much even for him. If she had all this free time, she’d probably keep him in bed all day.
Looks like he’d need to find excuses to stay out of the house more often.
No way he could survive being cooped up in the estate like this.
"Oh, and..."
Su Hua’s lips curved as if remembering something. "Where’s that envelope from yesterday? I’d like to take a look."
"Envelope?" Lin Xuan feigned ignorance. "After we went upstairs yesterday, I left it in the living room. No idea where it went."
"Miss, I threw it away," a servant chimed in, following Lin Xuan’s instructions. "While cleaning, I assumed it wasn’t important."
The servant gave Lin Xuan a puzzled glance.
Why had Mr. Lin asked her to lie? He was the one who’d tossed it.
But he’d paid her well, and in the estate, there was an unspoken rule—better to offend Madam Su than Mr. Lin.
So she played along.
Su Hua smiled knowingly at Lin Xuan.
He rubbed his nose awkwardly.
Why did it feel like Hua Bao could see right through him?
"No matter," Su Hua said lightly. "It was probably nothing important anyway."
If it was gone, she could always ask Jiang Qing for another copy.
Ah Xuan wasn’t getting away that easily.
Lin Xuan blinked, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine.
"Right, Ah Xuan?" Su Hua arched a brow.
"Y-yeah," Lin Xuan stammered, avoiding her gaze.
After breakfast, while Lin Xuan was in the bathroom, Su Hua picked up her phone and called Jiang Qing.
"Send me another copy of what you delivered yesterday."
"Understood," Jiang Qing replied, though she couldn’t fathom why her boss wanted those things—first yesterday, now today?
President Su went to look at photos of Young Master Lin with another woman—wasn't that just asking for heartache?
Wait a minute.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
