Butler Wang smiled with satisfaction. Young Master Lin Xuan was really getting more and more impressive.
Su Dieyi also smiled. "It seems that President Lin really dotes on his girlfriend. She must be very happy."
"She is indeed someone who invites affection," Lin Xuan said, a hint of amusement in his eyes, especially when Su Hua occasionally acted spoiled. It could melt anyone's heart.
Yu Wanqing felt a pang of sadness. She had fallen for Lin Xuan at first sight. From the moment she entered the studio, she had noticed him typing away on the keyboard, drafting contracts. His focused demeanor was incredibly attractive.
Later, during their conversations, she found that Lin Xuan was well-spoken and carried himself with a gentlemanly grace, which only deepened her infatuation.
But then, she discovered he had a girlfriend, and it was clear he loved her deeply.
The budding feelings she had just begun to nurture were crushed before they could fully bloom.
Lin Xuan walked around the studio. "I just had a look around, and the instruments here are too basic. Su Dieyi, go and buy some better ones."
He opened a worn-out sack and pulled out a large bundle of cash, estimated to be worth several million.
Su Dieyi: "..."
Yu Wanqing: "..."
Zhou Wei: "..."
They had noticed the dusty sack earlier, and it stood out starkly against Lin Xuan's designer clothes and the bodyguards accompanying him. They had been curious about what was inside, but they never expected it to be money...
Who in their right mind carries money in a sack?
Su Dieyi numbly accepted the stack of red bills.
"Also, take these," Lin Xuan said, tossing them a notebook.
Su Dieyi curiously opened it.
This... this was...
Her face showed shock. It was a collection of songs.
Su Dieyi silently sang the melodies in her head, her expression growing more and more astonished.
Every song was catchy and emotionally rich. Any one of them had the potential to become a hit.
And it wasn't just one song—it was ten!
These were songs that had been massive hits in another world, and Lin Xuan had brought them over without a second thought. After all, they were from another world, so he felt no guilt about using them.
Lin Xuan said, "Your main task now is to practice these songs. I believe they'll come in handy soon."
"I'll make you all famous."
His greatest advantage was having access to countless songs, movies, TV shows, and other content from another world.
These resources would undoubtedly help him build his own entertainment empire.
Novels and entertainment companies were just the first steps.
"Alright," Su Dieyi nodded.
After arranging everything, Lin Xuan left.
Su Dieyi watched his retreating figure, her eyes gleaming with determination.
"Zhou Wei, Wanqing, this time we'll break free from Starlight Entertainment's control. Don't lose heart; we'll only get better from here."
It was the first time since being smeared by Starlight Entertainment that she felt this kind of optimism.
She felt that the choice she made today would be the best decision she had ever made.
"Yes, Sister Dieyi. Just as you said, we'll meet at the top," Yu Wanqing nodded firmly.
Zhou Wei also felt a surge of anticipation.
"Young Master Lin, where are we heading now? Back home, or..." Butler Wang asked respectfully.
Lin Xuan: "To the cake shop."
Butler Wang's eyes lit up. Today was Miss Qin Ruoyao's birthday. Did Young Master Lin remember?
"Young Master Lin, you actually remembered Miss's birthday? She will be overjoyed," Butler Wang said with a smile.
Lin Xuan glanced at Butler Wang. He couldn't afford to forget.
Last year, he had carefully prepared a gift for Qin Ruoyao in advance, but Su Hua mistakenly thought it was for her.
When Su Hua found out the truth, she punished him severely, biting his lip until it bled and almost devouring him.
Lin Xuan entered the cake shop.
His novel royalties wouldn't be paid for a few more days, and while Su Hua had given him a black card, using her money to buy a gift felt insincere.
He decided to make a cake for Su Hua himself.
Lin Xuan had never made a cake before, so he paid the cake chef to teach him step by step.
The cake chef had other tasks to attend to, so Lin Xuan waited nearby.
He took out his phone and sent a message to Su Hua.
【Hua Bao, it's been four hours and three minutes since we parted. I miss you.】
Su Hua was in a meeting with her executives when she received the message. She had set a special notification tone for Lin Xuan's messages.
She raised her hand to interrupt the executive and took out her phone to read Lin Xuan's message.
A faint smile played on her lips.
The executive was stunned. President Su was smiling so tenderly, like a woman deeply in love... It really was as the rumors said—President Su treated her young boyfriend very differently.
Who on earth was this person who had managed to win over a workaholic like President Su?
Su Hua's gaze lingered on the words "Hua Bao" for a long time. She tapped the screen lightly and replied: 【Mm.】
Lin Xuan excitedly shared more with her: 【I didn't invest in Dream Studio. I signed them all. I'll be starting an entertainment company, a gaming company, and more. Su Hua, I'll become a man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you.】
He wouldn't mind living off her wealth, but heaven had gifted him an incredible cheat ability. Not using it would be a sin. Besides, taking revenge himself felt much more satisfying. Most importantly, he didn't want to be a burden to Su Hua.
Even as the head of the Su family, Su Hua was often targeted and faced assassination attempts. He wanted to protect her too.
Su Hua's lips curled slightly: 【Mm.】
"Sir, it's your turn now," the cake chef said, approaching him.
【Su Hua, I have something to take care of. I'll talk to you later. Remember to come home early tonight. I'll be waiting for you.】 Lin Xuan put his phone away.
Su Hua's eyes held a faint smile as she ended the call.
"Continue," she instructed.
"Yes, President Su," the executive resumed the report.
Suddenly, Su Hua's phone buzzed with a photo. She casually opened it, only to see a person lying in a pool of blood. Su Hua froze, her eyes turning redder and redder.
"You may leave," Su Hua said, suppressing her voice. Her hands clenched tightly as she fought back the violent impulse rising within her.
She knew she was on the verge of an episode.
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