The bodyguards' eyes lit up.
Great!
Their savior had arrived.
However, Su Hua's episode this time seemed far more severe than before. Could Lin Xuan really bring her back to her senses in time?
If Su Hua didn’t regain her rationality soon, even with Lin Xuan’s arrival, Secretary Jiang’s life would still be in danger.
That familiar voice…
Su Hua turned her head and saw her little bed slave looking at her.
Her gaze then shifted to Jiang Qing.
Those bloodthirsty eyes carried a trace of tension.
She couldn’t let her little bed slave see her kill someone—he might get scared.
What if he started worrying that she’d kill him too in a fit of rage? What if he stopped coming to keep her company?
Su Hua’s hand withdrew from Jiang Qing’s neck.
Jiang Qing, now pale and weak, collapsed onto the floor.
"Cough, cough—" Jiang Qing clutched her throat, coughing violently. The red marks around her neck were glaringly obvious.
She had truly brushed shoulders with death just now.
Had Lin Xuan been even a few seconds later, her life might have ended right here.
Jiang Qing looked utterly terrified.
Lin Xuan had always been grateful for Jiang Qing’s help in the past. Seeing her in such a state, he couldn’t help but ask, "Secretary Jiang, are you alright?"
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
Young Master Lin, why are you asking about me now? Are you trying to get me killed?
Sure enough, Su Hua’s deathly glare locked onto Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing’s hair stood on end.
Fortunately, when Lin Xuan saw she didn’t respond, he didn’t press further.
Su Hua’s gaze soon shifted away.
Jiang Qing exhaled heavily in relief.
The crisis was finally over.
This was too terrifying. She needed to find the wandering physician to treat Su Hua as soon as possible.
If Su Hua stayed like this, and Lin Xuan couldn’t arrive in time next time, she’d be doomed.
At this thought—
Jiang Qing smacked her own forehead.
How could she forget? Lin Xuan was the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang—and also the wandering physician.
But even he had no cure for Su Hua’s condition yet.
Heaven was out to get her.
Jiang Qing stared at the ceiling, despair creeping in.
"Little bed slave." Su Hua’s dangerous gaze settled on Lin Xuan.
"Come here," she said hoarsely.
"Alright." Lin Xuan obediently stepped forward.
Su Hua’s hand rested on his neck. "You’re being very naughty, caring about another woman, hmm?"
"Do you like her?"
Lin Xuan quickly shook his head. "Hua Bao, she’s your secretary. That’s the only reason I asked."
"Oh?" Su Hua chuckled darkly. "But I think you’re lying. Are you plotting with her to kill me so you two can be together?"
Lin Xuan was dumbfounded.
What kind of nonsense was this? Where did Hua Bao get such an idea?
"Young Master Lin, the thing is, President Su once read a…"
Jiang Qing tried to explain the novel Su Hua had read, but Su Hua’s icy glare instantly silenced her.
Her stupid brain…
Right now, Su Hua was consumed by jealousy, convinced she and Lin Xuan were involved. Yet she’d reflexively tried to mention the book—was she trying to get herself killed?
Lin Xuan frowned. "What book?"
"Nothing," Jiang Qing replied awkwardly.
Su Hua’s displeasure grew as she watched them talk.
She reached out, her slender fingers tilting Lin Xuan’s face back toward her.
"Little bed slave, you’re only allowed to look at me," she declared possessively.
"Of course. Whatever you say… Hua…" Lin Xuan paused, then corrected himself. "I obey, my master."
"Good boy." Su Hua’s eyes softened with amusement.
At this moment, aside from the bloodshot eyes, she seemed almost normal.
The bodyguards sighed in relief.
As expected, only Lin Xuan could handle President Su. Whether she was sane or in the throes of an episode, his presence always calmed her.
Young Master Lin Xuan—utterly legendary!
"Don’t worry, little bed slave. I didn’t do anything to them. I was just helping her remove something from her neck earlier."
Su Hua glanced at the bodyguards. "As for them, their injuries are from training. They were sparring."
Even in her unstable state, Su Hua wanted to maintain a good image in front of Lin Xuan.
Jiang Qing: "…"
Bodyguards: "…"
President Su, do you even believe your own words? Really?
They nodded stiffly, swallowing their grievances.
"Young Master Lin, it’s exactly as President Su said. We were training. Just training," the bodyguards chimed in.
Lin Xuan arched a brow but didn’t expose her.
"Then remember to train somewhere else next time. Less chance for misunderstandings," he said.
"Right, right!" The bodyguards nodded vigorously.
Su Hua’s gaze fixated on Lin Xuan’s lips.
In her memory, her little bed slave’s mouth tasted delicious—irresistible, even.
"Kiss me," she demanded, pulling him closer. Her arms looped around his neck, her posture inviting.
Lin Xuan glanced around.
Too many people here. He preferred keeping intimate moments private.
"Master," he smoothly switched titles, "how about we go somewhere else? We can continue at home."
Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "You refuse? Or is it…"
Her gaze slid to Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing’s heart, which had just settled, leapt back into her throat. Why was President Su looking at her like that again?
"Or is it…" Su Hua’s crimson lips parted slowly, "that my little bed slave doesn’t want to get close to another woman in front of the one he truly loves?"
Lin Xuan: "…"
This episode was proving especially difficult.
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
This was so unfair!
She was more wronged than Dou E!
"Little bed slave." Su Hua rose on her toes, her breath ghosting over Lin Xuan’s lips. "Remember this—you’re mine. Body and soul. If you dare betray me for another woman…"
Her voice dripped with dark excitement.
"I’ll chain you to the bed."
Bed slave… slave… wasn’t that exactly what he was meant for?
Maybe… she should take him back right now and do just that?
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
