The female celebrity's mind began to stir.
Previously, she had never considered seducing the company's boss, thinking he was old and unattractive. To her surprise, the real boss was the complete opposite of what she had imagined.
She thought, perhaps she could try to charm him.
If she succeeded in seducing the chairman of Tianmu Group, wouldn’t top-tier resources in the entertainment industry fall right into her lap?
She could even live the luxurious life of a wealthy wife.
As for the boss having a girlfriend—that meant nothing to her. Once she successfully seduced him, she could just convince him to dump the other woman, and then she’d become his girlfriend herself.
After all, the one who isn’t loved is the real third wheel.
With her stunning looks and skills in bed, as long as she put in the effort to pursue him, there was no way the boss wouldn’t fall for her charms!
A determined glint flashed in the actress’s eyes.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan sped back to Night Garden in his car.
As soon as he entered the villa, he asked a maid who was cleaning, "Is Hua Bao still in her room?"
"Yes," the maid nodded. "She hasn’t come out at all. We prepared a meal for her earlier, but she wouldn’t let us in."
"Master Lin, the young lady’s mood doesn’t seem right," the maid added.
"Alright, I understand."
Lin Xuan nodded and headed upstairs to the bedroom.
Inside, all the curtains were drawn, and the lights were off, leaving the room shrouded in darkness.
At that moment, Su Hua sat on the bed in her pajamas, hugging her knees, looking fragile and uneasy.
Even though Jiang Qing had revealed most of the truth to her, an overwhelming sense of insecurity still gnawed at her.
She was afraid—afraid that what Lin Xuan had said to her on the island was true.
Afraid that her Ah Xuan was just acting, biding his time until he could leave her.
So, after Lin Xuan had left Night Garden for a while, she couldn’t help but play the role of the vulnerable girl again.
Books said that the more delicate and helpless a woman appeared, the more a man would pity and protect her.
If Jiang Qing could see Su Hua now, she’d surely sigh in disbelief.
Miss Su had truly gone all-in on playing the delicate, tea-sipping damsel—and her acting skills had reached perfection.
"Hua Bao."
When Lin Xuan turned on the light and saw Su Hua’s pitiful state, his heart clenched.
He strode over, crouched in front of her, and asked softly, "Hua Bao, what’s wrong?"
Su Hua’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him.
She threw herself into his arms, clinging tightly to his waist.
"Ah Xuan, you’re finally back."
Lin Xuan didn’t speak, only stroked her hair in silent comfort.
"Ah Xuan," Su Hua said hoarsely, "I dreamed again that you left me. In the dream, you said all your kindness was a lie—that once you had the chance, you’d abandon me."
"Silly, why would I ever leave you?" Lin Xuan sighed.
"Don’t be afraid, alright?"
Su Hua lifted her head, lips pressed together. "Really? You’re not lying to me, Ah Xuan?"
"Why would I lie to you?" Lin Xuan replied helplessly.
"Mm."
Su Hua nodded. "I believe you, Ah Xuan."
She truly did.
So, Ah Xuan… please don’t ever deceive me.
"Hua Bao, let me check your wound."
Lin Xuan carefully unwrapped the bandage on Su Hua’s chest and saw that the injury had nearly healed. Relieved, he said, "It’s almost better now. Just be careful these next few days—if you bump it again, it might scar."
He couldn’t help but remind her again, worried she might hurt herself on purpose like before.
Even though he could heal her without leaving scars, he hated seeing her in pain.
"Mm, I’ll be careful."
Su Hua bit her lip.
During her recovery, Lin Xuan had barely left her side.
Part of her wanted to reopen the wound just to keep him close, caring for her.
But she couldn’t. Scars would mar her perfection, and she wanted to remain flawless in his eyes.
Even though Su Hua’s injury was almost healed, Lin Xuan still didn’t trust her to walk downstairs alone—he carried her.
At dinner, he fed her himself.
Afterward, they lounged on the couch together, watching TV.
"Hua Bao, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about what happened on the island, but something always interrupted us," Lin Xuan said.
Su Hua tensed.
Those "interruptions" weren’t accidents—she had deliberately cut him off each time, terrified he’d confess he planned to leave her.
She was about to pretend to fall asleep again to avoid the conversation.
But then Jiang Qing’s words echoed in her mind—maybe there really was a misunderstanding…
Lin Xuan, afraid of another interruption this time, got straight to the point.
"Everything I said to you back then was a lie."
Su Hua clenched her hands.
Was he talking about the Shadow Organization?
Seeing that Su Hua wasn’t stopping him this time, Lin Xuan relaxed slightly.
"Whether on the island or during our time in the Shadow Organization, every harsh word I said to you was just an act," he explained.
Su Hua’s lashes trembled.
Even the things on the island were fake?
She thought she must have misheard. "Ah Xuan… you mean the island?"
"Yes." Lin Xuan nodded firmly.
Hearing his confirmation, a glimmer of hope flickered in Su Hua’s beautiful eyes.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan continued, "back then, I never resented you for trying to kill me. You were being hunted, and eliminating a stranger was just survival. As for the people you killed—they came for you first. They got what they deserved."
Su Hua stared at him, searching his face for any hint of deception.
"Hua Bao, I swear everything I’m saying is true."
Lin Xuan raised two fingers as if taking an oath. "If I’m lying, may I—"
Before he could finish, Su Hua pressed her lips to his, silencing him.
Lin Xuan froze.
Why had Hua Bao suddenly kissed him?
Su Hua had only meant to stop his vow, but once their lips met, she couldn’t pull away.
Before she knew it, she was straddling him, arms wrapped around his neck, kissing him deeply.
Thanks to my dear "Fu" for the character summon!
Thanks also to Yi Kewen, User92724925, Sugar Chestnut, Water Beats White, User62631734, and others for the gifts!
Goodnight, everyone!
I’ve got another exam next Sunday, so back to studying~
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."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
