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?
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
. 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!"
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?"
