Huabao is having another episode

"Mr. Zhao, what do you intend to do by bringing these women here?" Lin Xuan frowned as he asked.

Zhao Long smiled and replied, "Lin Xuan, these eight women were all purchased from the black market—a gift prepared especially for you."

"Take your pick and see which ones you like."

Wang Ba’s gaze also drifted toward the women.

He couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

Each one of them was an absolute stunner.

The boss was in for a treat.

Wait—no.

Wang Ba glanced back at Su Hua.

He still stood firmly on Su Hua’s side. Her looks and figure far surpassed these women, and her power and wealth were incomparable. Su Hua was the only one truly worthy of their boss.

Lin Xuan’s eyes swept over each of the women.

In his eyes, none of them could hold a candle to even a single finger of his beloved Hua.

But right now, he had no choice but to play along…

As for actually getting intimate with them? Impossible.

He needed to find a way to stall for time.

Lin Xuan pretended to deliberate, his expression torn as if he couldn’t make up his mind.

"Well? Lin Xuan, haven’t you chosen yet?" Zhao Long raised an eyebrow.

Lin Xuan answered, "Mr. Zhao, the women you’ve selected are all exceptional. It’s truly difficult to decide. Please give me a little more time—I’d like to get to know them better."

"If it’s so hard to choose, then take them all," Zhao Long smirked.

Men were creatures of lust, after all.

Lin Xuan was no exception.

Zhao Long glanced at Su Hua’s expression, noting how pale she had become, and felt even more satisfied.

"You—you’ve done well," Zhao Long praised the subordinate who had suggested selecting women for Lin Xuan.

"Thank you for your praise, boss," the subordinate immediately responded with deference.

"You lot!" Zhao Long’s sharp gaze landed on the women. "Go and serve him now. Serve him well. If you disappoint me, don’t expect to live."

Lin Xuan clenched his fists.

He had hoped to buy more time, but Zhao Long wasn’t playing by the rules.

Lin Xuan shot a look at Wang Ba, who was still in disguise.

Wang Ba deliberately avoided his gaze, looking anywhere but at him.

Don’t look at me—I can’t fix this mess right now.

The women, hearing Zhao Long’s command, immediately pushed Su Hua aside and swarmed around Lin Xuan. Their eyes locked onto him, filled with excitement, eagerness, and disbelief.

They had expected to be serving some old, ugly man—not someone as strikingly handsome and dignified as Lin Xuan.

They were more than willing to please him.

"Someone, bring Lin Xuan a bed!" Zhao Long barked.

"Yes, sir!" a subordinate answered.

Wang Ba froze.

A bed?!

Zhao Long was really going to make the boss put on a live show right in front of Su Hua!

Wang Ba nervously glanced at Su Hua.

At that moment, her expression was colder than ice.

Wang Ba felt a surge of despair.

A woman of Su Hua’s status would never tolerate her man being intimate with other women—especially not right in front of her. If this happened, she would never take Lin Xuan back.

This was a disaster.

Soon, a bed—already prepared—was carried into the hall by several of Zhao Long’s subordinates and placed not far from Lin Xuan.

Exactly.

Zhao Long wanted Su Hua to witness Lin Xuan entangled with other women.

Wouldn’t that be entertaining?

Zhao Long continued whispering to Su Hua, "Ling, let me tell you—men are fickle. None of them love just one woman wholeheartedly."

"Keep your eyes open and watch closely how Lin Xuan loses himself in these women’s embrace."

Once Su Hua saw Lin Xuan surrounded by countless women, Zhao Long was certain she would find him filthy—disgusting, even.

He needed her to completely give up on Lin Xuan.

Only then would his plan be foolproof.

"You—go now. Serve Young Master Lin properly."

Zhao Long lit a cigar and took a leisurely puff.

What he didn’t notice was that Su Hua’s eyes had turned completely blood-red.

She was having an episode.

When Su Hua’s condition flared up, her combat ability skyrocketed far beyond her normal state.

Her entire body radiated hostility as she stared at Lin Xuan, now encircled by women.

Her little bed slave… surrounded by so many women.

How disobedient.

Wang Ba, who had been anxiously watching Su Hua’s expression, stiffened.

What was wrong with Su Hua’s eyes?

So red… this wasn’t normal at all.

Su Hua’s gaze slowly shifted to a nearby rope.

In a flash, she grabbed it.

Zhao Long assumed she intended to use it to beat Lin Xuan. He merely raised an eyebrow and didn’t interfere, even stopping his subordinates from stepping in.

"Let her be," Zhao Long said, sipping his wine with a smirk. "Let’s just enjoy the show."

If Su Hua killed Lin Xuan, so be it.

"Yes, sir!" The subordinates immediately retreated.

Su Hua strode toward Lin Xuan, rope in hand.

The women hadn’t yet touched him—they were still trying to seduce him with their charms, hoping he would take the initiative.

Lin Xuan’s mind wasn’t on them at all. He was desperately trying to figure out how to avoid their advances.

He couldn’t let them touch him.

If they did, Hua would never forgive him…

At that thought, he risked a glance at Su Hua—only to see her walking toward him with a rope, her eyes icy.

Was Hua going to… whip him?

Lin Xuan gulped.

He was doomed.

But getting beaten by Hua was still better than being touched by these women.

Then again, from their past life to this one, Su Hua had never laid a hand on him. She cherished him too much—she wouldn’t even harm a single hair on his head.

Except for that time on the island…

Or that first time he approached her during an episode, when she had choked him—only to quickly drag him to bed as her little bed slave.

Aside from his kidneys suffering, nothing else had happened.

But then Lin Xuan noticed Su Hua’s eyes—completely bloodshot.

Hua’s eyes—

No!

She was having an episode!

Lin Xuan’s heart lurched.

Her last episode had been less than a week ago. Today’s events must have pushed her over the edge, triggering another one so soon.

When Hua was like this, she was nearly impossible to handle.

And right now, he couldn’t even go to comfort her…

Lin Xuan was frantic, unsure how to deal with the situation.

"Sir, I’ll make you feel like you’re in heaven. Let me serve you—I’m very skilled in bed."

"Sir, why don’t you touch my waist…?"

One of the women swayed her hips, reaching for Lin Xuan’s hand to guide it to her waist.

(Thank you to the lovely readers—Gu, Mo Ying You Xian, Yan Lin Zhi Chen, Feng Li, Yu Sheng Du Ke, Can Lian, and others—for your gifts. Goodnight~

P.S. I swear I’m not intentionally cliffhanging—I stop writing once I hit the word count. Exams are coming up soon, and I really don’t have the energy to plot how to torture you all…

Ducking under a pot lid and running away before you can hit me… ⊙﹏⊙

Uu~)