Before Lin Xuan could finish speaking,
Su Hua pressed her lips against his, kissing him fiercely,
as if this way,
Lin Xuan wouldn’t be able to continue what he was about to say.
A long time later, Su Hua finally pulled away from his lips, her voice hoarse as she whispered, "A-Xuan, I already know. Please, don’t say it, okay?"
As long as A-Xuan didn’t lay everything out between them,
she could still deceive herself into believing that he was still the same as before—willing to stay by her side.
Lin Xuan frowned in confusion. "Hua Bao, you already know?"
"Mm." Su Hua pressed her lips together.
She knew. She knew exactly what he wanted to tell her.
Lin Xuan’s brows furrowed deeper.
Had Secretary Jiang told Hua Bao?
But Secretary Jiang didn’t know what had happened on the island. That incident could be considered Hua Bao’s deepest wound. He felt it was better to tell her the truth himself.
"Hua Bao, actually, on the island, I—"
This time, before he could finish, Su Hua leaned against his shoulder, her voice weak and exhausted. "A-Xuan, I’m so tired. I want to sleep."
Hearing this, Lin Xuan immediately softened. "If you’re tired, rest well."
He coaxed Su Hua to sleep, then checked her pulse and examined her wound again, relieved to see it healing well. In a few more days, she’d be able to move around.
After finishing his checks, Lin Xuan lay down beside her, his consciousness slipping into his spatial ability as he began researching medicine to treat Su Hua’s condition.
Every time her illness flared up, Hua Bao’s body was drained severely,
and his own kidney suffered alongside hers.
He had to find a cure for her soon.
Before his rebirth, that voice he’d heard—was it the Heavenly Dao’s old man? He’d told him that Hua Bao was the Child of Destiny, so why had she been given such a difficult illness to bear?
Lately, he’d been frantically studying medical knowledge from other worlds, combining it with his own expertise, practically turning himself into a miracle doctor.
He could cure most rare and complex diseases in this world, yet Hua Bao’s illness remained elusive despite his relentless research.
He suspected the Heavenly Dao old man was doing this on purpose—
deliberately prolonging Hua Bao’s suffering, deliberately watching as she dragged him into bed again and again…
Su Hua opened her eyes.
The woman who had just been leaning on Lin Xuan’s shoulder, claiming exhaustion, showed no trace of sleepiness in her gaze.
"A-Xuan," she murmured to herself, "I won’t give you the chance to lay it all out…"
As for her injury,
Su Hua glanced down at her wound. Perhaps she could make it last a little longer.
That way,
A-Xuan would have to take care of her for a while more.
Engrossed in his research, Lin Xuan didn’t notice Su Hua had woken up, let alone heard her whisper.
For the next two days, every time Lin Xuan tried to bring up the incident on the island, Su Hua found some excuse to interrupt him.
That day,
Su Hua reclined against the headboard as Lin Xuan carefully unwrapped the bandage to check her wound.
"It’ll heal soon," he said with a relaxed smile. "Hua Bao, in just a couple more days, as long as you avoid strenuous activity, the wound won’t reopen."
"Is that so?" Su Hua replied softly, her tone unreadable.
But she didn’t want it to heal so quickly.
Once it did, A-Xuan wouldn’t stay by her side day and night anymore.
"Hua Bao, are you hungry?" Lin Xuan asked gently.
"Mm." Su Hua nodded, pressing her lips together.
"Then today, I’ll cook for you myself. How does that sound?"
"Okay." She agreed.
This time, she didn’t stop him.
After all, if she kept A-Xuan by her side, how would her plan proceed?
As Lin Xuan left, a glimmer of calculation flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.
This time, Lin Xuan prepared all of Su Hua’s favorite dishes.
Butler Wang, as usual, stood nearby with a notebook, meticulously jotting down Lin Xuan’s cooking steps.
Lin Xuan raised a brow. "Butler Wang, how’s it going with your sweetheart?"
"Not bad, not bad," Butler Wang replied with a grin. "We might be together soon."
Lin Xuan thought of the scams he’d seen online recently and frowned. "Butler Wang, are you sure this woman isn’t… after your money?"
He didn’t say the last word.
At nearly sixty, Butler Wang wasn’t exactly a target for seduction—but his wealth was another matter.
With a monthly salary of 300,000 and bonuses on top, his savings over the years likely amounted to tens of millions, if not more.
If she was after his money, it made sense.
"Impossible," Butler Wang said firmly. "If she wanted my money, she would’ve gotten with me long ago."
"Right, I must be overthinking it," Lin Xuan conceded.
Butler Wang was far too shrewd to fall for a scam.
"Young Master Lin," Butler Wang said cheerfully, "I’ve made several of the dishes you taught me, and she’s praised every one. I can’t thank you enough."
His face glowed with happiness.
They say the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach, and ever since he’d cooked for her a few times,
she’d grown much closer to him.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take more than two weeks for his culinary skills to win her over completely.
"It’s nothing, Butler Wang. No need to thank me. Actually, I should be thanking you for those nourishing soups you made me."
Lin Xuan meant it.
Without those tonics, he might never have been able to keep up with Hua Bao in bed.
"Young Master Lin, to be honest, I made those soups for my own sake too," Butler Wang admitted sheepishly.
"For your own sake?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.
"Well, you see," Butler Wang coughed lightly, "I was hoping for a little Young Master or Young Miss sooner rather than later. Those soups were to, uh… enhance your performance in bed. That way, the chances of the young lady conceiving would be higher."
At the mention of children, Lin Xuan felt a flicker of doubt.
Hua Bao never let him use protection, and his pulse readings showed no fertility issues on her end.
She practically lived in bed with him.
So why, after all this time, was there still no sign of pregnancy?
Was it… him?
Lin Xuan frowned.
He couldn’t check his own pulse, but he’d have to visit a hospital soon to test his sperm quality.
"Young Master Lin, actually… there’s another reason I made those soups," Butler Wang scratched his head awkwardly. "I wanted to… curry favor with you."
"Curry favor with me?" Lin Xuan was baffled.
What was there to curry favor for?
Just one day after exams ended, my grandfather broke his leg and needs surgery tomorrow. Now I have to rush home to cook for him. Exhausting, really.
Thanks to Xiao Yao Shi Jian, Yi Ke Wen, Bei Di Cheng’s Three Little Ducks, Ye Wu Geng, and Kan Ni De Feng Jing for the gifts.
Uu.
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