"Huabao, I'll go cook for you first. Wait for me in bed. If you need anything, call me or the servants," Lin Xuan coaxed her gently.
"Mm," Su Hua nodded obediently.
Not long after Lin Xuan left, she called Butler Wang.
"Young Master Lin, how may I assist you?" Butler Wang inquired respectfully.
Su Hua spoke up, "Release the man impersonating Ah Xuan from the basement. Don’t let Ah Xuan find out I locked him up."
"Yes," Butler Wang acknowledged and immediately carried out Su Hua’s orders.
He personally went down to the basement.
Cheng Da was slumped in a chair, rubbing his round belly.
Admittedly, life in the basement wasn’t bad at all. Though he couldn’t leave, they treated him well—good food, drinks, and whatever he wanted. This lazy life was pretty comfortable.
He just wondered how things were going with the gang leader.
Butler Wang entered the small room where Cheng Da was staying.
Cheng Da immediately stood up, supporting his belly.
"Butler Wang."
After so many days, the artificial face mask had long since lost its use. Realizing he’d been exposed, Cheng Da simply tore it off, revealing his real face to Butler Wang.
Butler Wang stroked his chin, staring at Cheng Da in amazement.
Who would’ve thought Young Master Lin had such skills—disguising someone else to look exactly like him? At a glance, it was impossible to tell it wasn’t him.
When he saw Young Master Lin carrying the young miss back, he’d been stunned.
Only then did he understand why the young miss had been willing to lock Young Master Lin up.
Turns out, it wasn’t him at all!
For a moment, he’d even thought the young miss had grown tired of Young Master Lin and reverted to her old cold, solitary self.
"Cheng Da," Butler Wang asked curiously, "how did you manage to impersonate Young Master Lin so convincingly before?"
"Young Master Lin gave me something like a mask. Once I put it on, I looked just like him," Cheng Da explained.
He pointed to a crumpled object in the corner.
Butler Wang picked it up and examined it, baffled.
Wasn’t this just an ordinary mask?
"Butler Wang," Cheng Da pressed anxiously, "how is Young Master Lin doing? Are Chairman Su and Young Master Lin safe?"
Butler Wang replied, "Young Master Lin is fine. Chairman Su suffered some injuries."
"Is it serious?" Cheng Da pressed nervously.
Chairman Su couldn’t afford to be hurt.
She was their golden goose, after all. Plus, with her influence, she could smooth things over if anything happened in the future.
"The young miss has recovered quite a bit already. It’s nothing serious now," Butler Wang assured him.
"And… after Young Master Lin escaped from Night Garden, did Chairman Su punish him?" Cheng Da asked, still uneasy.
"Don’t worry. The young miss would never bring herself to punish Young Master Lin," Butler Wang said with a laugh.
At most, once she recovered, she’d just keep him in bed for a few extra days.
Though by then, Young Master Lin’s kidneys might suffer.
"That’s a relief," Cheng Da sighed in relief.
"Butler Wang, why have you come today? Is there something you need?" Cheng Da asked.
"Ah, I almost forgot!"
Butler Wang smacked his forehead and got to the point. "Cheng Da, you’re free to leave now."
Cheng Da froze. "So soon?"
He hadn’t had enough of this lazy life yet.
Butler Wang’s gaze fell on Cheng Da’s belly. "I think you’d better take advantage of Young Master Lin being with the young miss to get some exercise. Looking at you now…"
He shook his head disapprovingly. "You’re probably going to get fired by Young Master Lin."
Cheng Da glanced down at his belly and scratched his head sheepishly.
Yeah, he’d been indulging a bit too much these days.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom at Night Garden…
After ending the call with Butler Wang, Su Hua contacted a senior executive at Su Corporation.
"Chairman Su," the executive greeted respectfully.
Su Hua ordered, "Recall Jiang Qing. She’ll resume her position as my secretary, with the same benefits as before."
The executive: "…"
Secretary Jiang had only been in Africa for two days, and now she was being called back?
What happened?
"Understood. I’ll arrange it immediately," the executive replied dutifully.
He set his phone down and shook his head.
A subordinate asked curiously, "General Manager Li, why that expression?"
General Manager Li plopped into his office chair. "Nothing. Just reflecting on how unpredictable women can be."
Even a powerful woman like Chairman Su was no exception.
General Manager Li called Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing was currently wearing a yellow hard hat, inspecting the mining site.
Officially, she was here to oversee the miners—playing the role of a "foreman."
When General Manager Li called, Jiang Qing answered, "General Manager Li."
"Secretary Jiang, I have great news for you," the executive said cheerfully. "You can book a flight back immediately. You’re reinstated as Chairman Su’s secretary."
Jiang Qing paused. "Is this Chairman Su’s decision?"
"Yes," General Manager Li confirmed. "She just called to give the order herself."
Jiang Qing frowned.
This matter involved Young Master Lin. Chairman Su wouldn’t let her off so easily.
The only explanation was… Young Master Lin had interceded.
Well, going back wasn’t bad.
She could keep an eye on things, ensuring no conflict arose between Chairman Su and Young Master Lin if the Golden Dragon Gang and Night Rose clashed.
Given their combat skills and intellect, a real fight between them would be no joke.
Jiang Qing packed up and returned to Yundu City that same day, resuming her role as the CEO’s secretary.
Four days later, Su Hua’s wound had improved significantly.
She looked down at her injury.
Lin Xuan changed her dressing, muttering, "Just three more days of rest, and you should be fully recovered."
So soon?
But she wasn’t ready yet.
Su Hua’s eyes darkened.
Perhaps it was time to injure herself again.
After finishing the dressing, Lin Xuan kissed her forehead. "Huabao, wait here for me. I’ll make you lunch."
"Mm."
Su Hua nodded, sitting properly against the headboard, the picture of obedience.
Just when everything seemed calm—disaster struck.
Thanks to Luo╭(′•々Ye for the character summon!
Thanks to "I’m Really ‘Fu’ed’," "Usually Not Human," "Lazy Capybara Waiting to Die," "I Love Yanderes...," "The True Dragon of the Northern Peaks · Saville," and other sweethearts for the gifts.
Goodnight.
I’ve already mastered the art of staying up late to cultivate immortality, but you all should sleep early—don’t follow my example.
Uu.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
