"Young Master Lin needed to buy time so his people could infiltrate and ambush the Shang organization. Zhao Long was fixated on driving a wedge between you and Young Master Lin, which is why he deliberately said those hurtful things to you."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light flickered in Su Hua's eyes.
Was it all an act with Zhao Long?
"President Su," Jiang Qing, the peacemaker, spoke again, "Young Master Lin has regained the memories he lost. But from what I’ve observed, his attitude toward you hasn’t changed. Though I don’t know what those memories contained, I suspect there might be some misunderstanding."
"If there were no misunderstanding, Young Master Lin would surely despise you by now. If he truly despised you, why would he have cared for you day and night after you were shot?"
Su Hua clenched her fists, recalling the dark circles under Lin Xuan’s eyes when she first woke from unconsciousness.
"President Su, I think you should have a proper talk with Young Master Lin."
After Jiang Qing finished speaking, silence fell over the study.
A long moment passed.
Finally, Su Hua spoke.
"Jiang Qing," she said, her lips curling into a mocking smile, "if Ah Xuan’s attitude toward me hasn’t changed, don’t you think he might still be acting?"
"The time we spent together on that island—there couldn’t have been any misunderstandings."
She had, after all, entertained the thought of killing Ah Xuan multiple times.
Twice, she had even acted on it.
The first time, she collapsed from a fever.
The second time, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Later, she had killed those people—and Ah Xuan had witnessed her torturing them…
These were things he could never accept.
It must have been as he said—he was acting.
Hah. Sincere feelings for her?
How could that be possible?
Jiang Qing frowned.
It seemed President Su was too close to see clearly.
The love in Young Master Lin’s eyes when he looked at her was practically overflowing. And the worry on his face when she was injured—no matter how good an actor he was, those emotions couldn’t be faked.
"President Su, I really think you should have an open and honest conversation with Young Master Lin. Maybe things aren’t as you believe."
With that, Jiang Qing said no more.
She was certain Su Hua would talk to Young Master Lin—unless she wanted to continue this ambiguous relationship.
"President Su, let’s get back to company matters. These documents require your personal review."
Jiang Qing resumed her report on company affairs, though Su Hua’s mind was clearly elsewhere.
Fortunately, the matters weren’t critical, and Jiang Qing could handle them alone.
Once the report was finished, Jiang Qing closed the file.
"President Su, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."
"Ten times your salary and bonus this month," Su Hua said hoarsely.
Jiang Qing: "!!!!"
Ten times!
This was the most generous Su Hua had ever been in all the years she’d worked for her.
"Thank you, President Su!" Jiang Qing’s voice brimmed with excitement.
All she’d done was clarify Young Master Lin’s intentions, and she’d earned a tenfold bonus.
First, Young Master Lin had rescued her from mining in Africa, and now this windfall—he truly was her god of wealth!
She was absolutely clinging to Young Master Lin’s coattails!
Beaming, Jiang Qing left Night Garden.
After leaving the company, Lin Xuan didn’t go anywhere else—just handled some business regarding the game.
The mini-program game "Sheep a Sheep" had already gone viral online.
Players had a love-hate relationship with it.
[Damn it, why can’t I win this game?! I’ve played for a full day and night, practically on the verge of collapse. Every time, I’m just a few blocks short of clearing the board. Ugh! How do you even win this thing?!]
[Right?! Who came up with such a devilish game? Is this even meant for humans? How did those people in the leaderboard manage to clear all the blocks?]
[Any tips? Please share! I pulled an all-nighter, and my brain’s turned to mush.]
[This game is toxic!]
[This game is toxic!]
Lei Hui gleefully reviewed the revenue from "Sheep a Sheep" over the past few days.
Who would’ve thought such a simple mini-game could rake in millions daily from ads and in-game purchases? It was insane!
The game was straightforward, and he’d assumed it wouldn’t make much money—but it was ridiculously addictive!
Combined with the marketing strategy the boss had provided, the game had exploded in popularity.
Once people started playing, they were hooked.
As expected, anything the boss created was extraordinary.
Dressed in simple white casual wear, Lin Xuan walked into the Tianmu Group building.
"Look, look—a hottie!" One girl tugged at her friend excitedly.
"A hottie?" Her friend scoffed. "You’re such a fangirl. You’d call a male mosquito a hottie."
"You won’t believe me until you see him. If you don’t think he’s hot, I’ll eat my words—literally!"
This was the first time the girl had sworn something so extreme.
Her friend finally glanced over—and froze.
Wanwan’s taste wasn’t wrong this time. He really was handsome.
The company had recently hired many interns, and most didn’t recognize Lin Xuan.
Female interns on the east side swooned over him, clutching their chests as if their hearts might leap out.
"Ahhh, he’s so handsome! Seriously, so hot!"
"Who is he? He looks familiar… Whatever, he’s exactly my type—tall, well-built, elegant. Is he a new hire?"
"And his aura—gentle but with this untouchable authority. He’s like the refined, noble male lead from novels! Imagine being his girlfriend. I’d die happy."
"I need his contact info in three seconds!"
One particularly bold girl approached Lin Xuan.
He frowned.
Blushing, she nervously asked, "Excuse me, sir… could I add you on WeChat?"
Lin Xuan: "..."
This damn magnet-for-trouble charm of his.
He had no interest in dealing with these admirers. A jealous Hua Bao was not to be trifled with.
At least these women weren’t as difficult to shake off as Shen Qianqian.
"No," he refused outright. "I have a girlfriend, and she doesn’t like me interacting with other women."
So, don’t even try.
The last thing he needed was Hua Bao’s jealousy landing him in the doghouse again.
Ugh.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
