"Then carry me, Ah Xuan." Su Hua whispered into Lin Xuan's ear, her red lips brushing against his earlobe from time to time, sending shivers down his spine.
Hua Bao knew his sensitive spots all too well.
No man could resist such teasing.
But at least it seemed Hua Bao’s attention had shifted away from those photos—thank goodness.
It was fine!
He just had to hold on for one more day. Tomorrow, that damned man wouldn’t be able to send any more of those photos.
The woman in his ear continued, her voice low and playful, "Ah Xuan was too amazing yesterday. My legs are still weak, so I need you to carry me."
"Alright, whatever Hua Bao wants."
Lin Xuan scooped Su Hua into his arms, thinking everything was settled.
But as he lifted her, Su Hua’s hand "accidentally" swept across the envelope on the table.
Thud—
The envelope hit the floor, spilling its contents—photos scattering everywhere.
From their angle, both could clearly see what was in those pictures.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua both stared at the fallen envelope.
"What’s this…?" Su Hua narrowed her eyes.
Lin Xuan’s mind screamed: I’m done for.
Damn it!
Heaven was out to ruin him!
"Hua Bao, let me just… clean this up."
Lin Xuan quickly stepped in front of Su Hua, blocking her view, then crouched to gather the photos, trying to hide them as much as possible.
Su Hua watched his flustered movements with amusement in her eyes.
Teasing Ah Xuan was always so entertaining.
Seeing the calm expression on Su Hua’s face, Lin Xuan breathed an internal sigh of relief.
She probably hadn’t seen what was in the photos—otherwise, she wouldn’t be this composed.
Thank goodness.
His kidneys were safe for now.
"Hua Bao, didn’t you say your legs were weak? Go sit on the couch. Once I’m done here, I’ll take you upstairs," Lin Xuan said while hastily collecting the photos.
Su Hua didn’t respond.
Once he finished gathering them, Lin Xuan stood up—
"Hua—"
Then he noticed Su Hua’s gaze fixed on one spot.
Lin Xuan frowned.
What was she looking at?
He followed her line of sight—
And there it was.
A single photo, lying conspicuously on the floor a short distance away.
Shit!
Lin Xuan’s eyes widened.
How did that one get there?
From where he stood, he could only make out an intimate scene between a man and a woman—their faces unclear.
Maybe Hua Bao hadn’t seen it properly…
"Must’ve missed one," he muttered, moving to grab it—but a pale, slender hand picked it up first.
Su Hua’s hand.
Now there was no hiding it.
"Hua Bao…" Lin Xuan’s face stiffened as he looked at her.
Su Hua pressed her lips together, silent, her beautiful eyes locked onto the figures in the photo.
Her expression grew colder by the second.
——
Outside the villa.
Jiang Qing arrived with documents for Su Hua, only to be stopped by a maid.
"Secretary Jiang, Madam Su and Young Master Lin are in the living room. It might not be the best time to go in. Maybe come back later? I’ll call you when Madam Su is free," the maid hinted.
Given Madam Su and Young Master Lin’s… stamina, they probably wouldn’t be done until evening.
Jiang Qing was smart—she should take the hint and leave.
But instead, Jiang Qing played dumb. "Perfect timing, then."
Those photos had already been delivered—twice. There wouldn’t be a third time.
She was certain Su Hua had already begun her performance, using the photos as an excuse to stir up drama.
She’d timed her visit specifically to watch the show.
The documents? Just a cover.
No way she’d miss this.
"But, Secretary Jiang—" The maid tried to protest, but Jiang Qing patted her shoulder reassuringly.
"Don’t worry. It’s fine," Jiang Qing said confidently.
Su Hua would be too busy acting with Lin Xuan to bother with her.
Jiang Qing strode into the living room, files in hand.
There, she saw Su Hua holding a photo, while Lin Xuan clutched a thick envelope—likely containing a dozen more.
Su Hua radiated icy fury. Lin Xuan looked like a man on the verge of a breakdown.
Well, well.
Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow.
Perfect timing—the show was just starting.
She’d expected to miss half of it, but luck was on her side.
Quietly, she positioned herself to watch, resisting the urge to pull out a bag of popcorn.
"Hua Bao, let me explain—" Lin Xuan began nervously.
"Hah—" Su Hua let out a low, mocking laugh. "So these past two days, every time those photos arrived, you’d kiss me senseless and drag me upstairs—just to keep me from seeing them."
Her voice dripped with frost, laced with a hint of hurt. "And here I thought you were just… in the mood."
Her lips curled in disdain. "Turns out you were just humoring me."
Jiang Qing watched, thoroughly entertained.
Madam Su’s acting skills are Oscar-worthy. If she were an actress, she’d sweep all the awards.
Su Hua then snatched the envelope from Lin Xuan’s hands. He wanted to resist—the photos inside showed him in compromising positions with another woman—but he couldn’t refuse.
Helpless, he watched as Su Hua took them all.
One by one, she examined the contents.
First photo: Lin Xuan and Qin Ruoyao by a lake. He was gently wiping something off her face, his gaze tender, full of affection.
Second photo: Lin Xuan and Qin Ruoyao, seemingly kissing.
Third photo: Lin Xuan carrying Qin Ruoyao on his back.
And in the middle—a love letter.
Lin Xuan’s confession to Qin Ruoyao, dripping with sweet nothings.
Lin Xuan’s blood ran cold.
That love letter—from after graduation?!
How the hell did that resurface?!
Damn it!
Whoever sent this was trying to get him killed!
——
Earlier, Jiang Qing had tasked the intelligence division of Night Rose to dig up evidence of Lin Xuan’s affairs.
The members, brainwashed by Hong Yuanjie, despised Lin Xuan—viewing him as a burden to Su Hua. To them, Young Master Huo was the only worthy match.
When they heard Su Hua wanted dirt on Lin Xuan, they went all out, convinced she was finally done with him.
Lin Xuan had only ever been interested in Qin Ruoyao, keeping his distance from other girls, which was why they could only find photos of him with Qin Ruoyao.
The love letter was discovered today, so they placed it inside the photos and had someone deliver it.
Su Hua studied the contents of the letter intently.
Every line was filled with intimate, suggestive words.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
