Young Master Huo

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's eyes lit up as if he had thought of something.

There seemed to be a certain medicine in another world!

Lin Xuan quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and then took it downstairs.

"Young Master Lin," Butler Wang greeted respectfully.

"Butler Wang," Lin Xuan said, "I need you to buy these medicinal herbs for me."

He handed the paper to Butler Wang.

The butler quickly scanned the list of herbs and asked in confusion, "Young Master Lin, what is this for...?"

"Butler Wang, these are of great use to me. Please get them as quickly as possible," Lin Xuan replied.

"Yes, Young Master Lin," Butler Wang nodded.

In the past two years, Lin Xuan had always tried to escape from Su Hua's side. Back then, Butler Wang would have been wary of Lin Xuan, carefully checking whether the herbs might harm someone—afraid that Young Master Lin might try to poison the young miss.

But now, Butler Wang no longer worried about Lin Xuan harming Su Hua. Without a second thought, he instructed the servants to purchase the items.

Within an hour, the servants had brought everything to the study.

Lin Xuan took the herbs into his space and began crafting the pills.

"Success," Lin Xuan sighed in relief.

With these pills, even if he were captured by the Shadow organization, he wouldn’t have to fear their poisons.

However, Su Hua kept him locked up in Night Manor, leaving him with little opportunity to escape. Even if he did manage to flee, Su Hua would go mad with worry.

After some thought, Lin Xuan called Jiang Qing.

"Young Master Lin," Jiang Qing's respectful voice came through the phone.

"Secretary Jiang," Lin Xuan said, "I’ve found a way to eliminate the Shadow organization."

"Really?" Jiang Qing's voice trembled with excitement.

"Yes. The success rate is ninety percent," Lin Xuan confirmed.

"That’s wonderful, Young Master Lin! Do you need help? I can arrange for people to assist you," Jiang Qing said eagerly.

"The Shadow organization wants to capture me, so I’ll need to personally handle this. The Golden Dragon Gang’s forces are sufficient," Lin Xuan replied.

"Young Master Lin, are you saying you plan to infiltrate the Shadow organization again?" Jiang Qing frowned.

"Yes," Lin Xuan nodded.

"But your safety—"

Before Jiang Qing could finish, Lin Xuan cut her off. "Secretary Jiang, I’ve told you before—I won’t let anything happen to me."

Even if this plan failed, he would ensure he escaped unscathed.

"Alright, Young Master Lin. I believe in you," Jiang Qing said.

If anyone else had made such a claim, she might have dismissed it as bravado. But she had witnessed Lin Xuan’s capabilities firsthand. If he said it, he meant it.

"Young Master Lin, is there anything else I can do to help?" Jiang Qing asked.

"Actually, yes," Lin Xuan nodded. "Secretary Jiang, can you think of a way to keep Su Hua away for a while?"

Jiang Qing frowned.

She glanced at the calendar on her desk and replied, "The day after tomorrow, President Su has a business trip."

"Good," Lin Xuan’s eyes gleamed with a dark light. "Then the plan will proceed the day after tomorrow."

"But Young Master Lin, President Su keeps you confined in Night Manor. How will you leave?" Jiang Qing asked skeptically.

Lin Xuan smirked. "I have a way. Just make sure Su Hua doesn’t receive any messages or calls from the Shadow organization. I don’t want her finding out I’ve been captured."

Recently, he had discovered something useful in his space—a lifelike human mask.

As long as Su Hua wasn’t in Night Manor, he could use the mask to slip away unnoticed.

"Understood," Jiang Qing nodded.

After ending the call, Jiang Qing entered the CEO’s office with a document.

"President Su, this requires your signature," she said respectfully.

"Alright," Su Hua skimmed through the contents before signing.

"President Su, there’s one more thing," Jiang Qing added, not leaving immediately. "The day after tomorrow, you’ll need to fly to the U.S. to discuss the partnership with Johnson Corporation. It may take two days."

Su Hua’s brows knitted tightly.

Two days… That was too long. She hadn’t been apart from Lin Xuan for so long in ages.

In the past, she would have taken him along. But with the Shadow organization still active, he couldn’t leave the manor. Overseas, the Shadow organization would have an easier time targeting him.

"President Su," Jiang Qing pressed, "Johnson Corporation insists on your presence. If you don’t go, the deal may fall through. This concerns our overseas market. You’ll have to make the trip."

"Fine, I’ll go," Su Hua nodded.

Lately, being around Lin Xuan had been unbearable—she could barely restrain herself from devouring him.

Perhaps this trip would give them both some breathing room.

By the time she returned, it would be the day she had promised to dance for him.

A faint smile curved Su Hua’s red lips.

Jiang Qing was surprised.

President Su had agreed far more readily than expected.

"President Su, I’ll take my leave now."

After Jiang Qing left with the signed documents, Su Hua picked up her phone and sent Lin Xuan a message.

【Little Hua】: What are you doing right now, Xuan?

【Xuan】: Thinking of you.

Su Hua raised an eyebrow at his reply, then pulled up the surveillance feed—only to see the man who claimed to be thinking of her furiously typing away at his computer.

"Liar," she chuckled softly.

In Night Manor, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped typing.

He checked his phone, frowning at Su Hua’s message.

She seemed to message him every hour or so.

To avoid raising suspicion, he’d need someone to reply to her messages on the day of the plan.

If contact was cut off, Su Hua would immediately sense something was wrong.

At noon, with Su Hua still at the office, Lin Xuan ate lunch alone before stepping out for a walk.

His ears suddenly perked up.

Young Master Huo?

Taking a day off—please approve. Ugh, girl problems—chills and goosebumps all over.

Thanks to Little Gong and the other sweethearts for the gifts.

Uu.