They Were Just Fighting Each Other

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?