Lin Xuan stayed alone in the bathroom, taking a long cold shower before finally calming his fiery temper. He let out a sigh of relief, feeling much better at last.
By the time he stepped out of the bathroom, Su Hua was already fast asleep on the bed. Her long, slightly curled jet-black hair cascaded over the dark sheets, making her skin appear even more snow-white, like a piece of pristine mutton-fat jade.
Lin Xuan frowned as he looked at Su Hua lying there.
He had a feeling that Hua Bao had been holding back today, saving up for something big.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine. If that were really the case, his kidneys might just pack their bags and hop on a train out of town.
Lin Xuan was still preoccupied with the issue of the mini-program game.
He returned to the study.
Earlier, while on the phone with Lei Hui, he had accidentally let out some ambiguous sounds.
If he didn’t resolve the mini-program issue soon, Lei Hui might get the wrong idea. So, he had to fix it as quickly as possible.
This time, without Su Hua’s interruptions, Lin Xuan worked swiftly. In just ten minutes, his fingers stopped tapping on the keyboard.
He sent Lei Hui a message on WeChat:
[Lin Xuan]: I’ve fixed the bug in the mini-program game. Check if there are any other issues. If so, let me know.
[Lei Hui]: !!! That fast?!
Lin Xuan assumed Lei Hui was referring to the speed of fixing the game. He replied:
This is normal for me. No need to be so surprised.
Little did he know, Lei Hui was actually talking about his performance in bed with Su Hua.
Lei Hui stared at his phone, his brow furrowed.
At first, he thought their boss and Boss Su had been kissing or something. But now, only thirty minutes later, the boss had already contacted him. Factoring in the time it took to fix the game, that meant the boss had lasted no more than twenty minutes at most.
If the boss couldn’t satisfy Boss Su in bed, he’d likely be cast aside sooner or later.
Less than twenty minutes… The boss really wasn’t up to par.
This wouldn’t do.
He had to find a way to help the boss improve his stamina and performance.
A powerful backer like Boss Su was a rare opportunity. He couldn’t let the boss lose her just because he couldn’t keep up in bed.
Lei Hui immediately called his secretary.
"General Manager, it’s so late. What’s the matter?" the secretary asked respectfully.
Lei Hui: "Little Liu, you’ve had a lot of girlfriends. I wanted to ask—do you know any ways to improve a man’s performance in bed?"
"General Manager, you’ve come to the right person!" The secretary perked up at the question.
He was about to share his secret recipe when a thought struck him. He hesitated before asking, "General Manager, didn’t you say you were focusing on raising your daughter and didn’t plan to get involved with women again? Why are you asking this?"
Lei Hui frowned.
He couldn’t exactly say it was for the boss. If word got out that the boss was lacking in that department, he’d be in deep trouble.
So, he made up an excuse.
"I’m not looking for a stepmother for my daughter, but I still have… needs to take care of. I’m getting older, and work’s been exhausting. I just feel a bit… inadequate. Thought I’d try to boost myself a little."
Lei Hui wore an expression of humiliation.
For the boss, for the company’s future—he’d endure this!
"I see," the secretary nodded, not doubting his words. "Boss, hold on. I’ll send you the recipe for this tonic soup. Take it for a while, and I guarantee it’ll work."
"Good," Lei Hui agreed.
Ten minutes after hanging up, the secretary sent over a detailed recipe, complete with cooking times and heat control—everything clearly noted.
Lei Hui examined the recipe with satisfaction.
With this, the boss should last longer in bed, right?
If a certain unsatisfied person knew what Lei Hui was thinking, he’d snap:
Who the hell said I’m lacking?!
He was plenty strong—stronger than any other man in the world! It’s just that Hua Bao, the favored daughter of fate, was no ordinary woman.
Lei Hui considered forwarding the recipe to Lin Xuan directly but hesitated. If he sent it outright, the boss might feel embarrassed.
He’d have to find the right moment to bring it up.
With everything settled, Lin Xuan figured that since he’d fixed the mini-program issue so quickly, Lei Hui couldn’t possibly misunderstand now.
After all, if he’d really been busy with Hua Bao, how could he have had time to deal with the game?
Lin Xuan returned to bed.
The moment he lay down, the sleeping woman seemed to sense his presence. She rolled into his arms, clinging tightly to his waist, her face pressed against his chest.
Just the memory of how alluring Hua Bao had looked today made Lin Xuan’s body burn uncontrollably again.
This was torture.
Lin Xuan lay awake, forcing himself to endure until he finally fell asleep very late.
The next day, it was already 9 a.m., and Lin Xuan was still asleep.
Jiang Qing called Su Hua.
"Boss Su, there’s an urgent matter at the company. You need to come in right away," Jiang Qing said urgently.
Su Hua glanced at Lin Xuan, still asleep in bed. Thinking about how late he’d stayed up, she decided to let him rest.
He’d need his energy to have fun later.
"Alright, I’ll be there soon," she replied.
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan woke up.
He went downstairs and asked, "Butler Wang, where’s Hua Bao?"
Butler Wang answered respectfully, "Young Miss went to the company. She said you should eat breakfast and wait for her at home."
"Got it."
Lin Xuan nodded and sat down at the dining table to eat.
Just as he finished, Butler Wang came in again.
"Young Master Lin, Xu Xiaoman is here. Should I let her in?"
"Xu Xiaoman?"
Lin Xuan frowned.
The name sounded familiar.
Butler Wang reminded him, "She’s Young Miss’s half-sister. Last time, she was quite rude to you."
With that, Lin Xuan remembered.
So, it was her.
He smirked coldly.
"Let her in."
Truth be told, it had been a while since he’d taught anyone a lesson. His hands were itching for it.
If she dared provoke him, she’d only have herself to blame.
He wouldn’t go easy on her just because she was a woman.
"Understood."
Butler Wang smiled faintly.
He’d been worried that Young Master Lin might be at a disadvantage against the second young miss, so he’d specifically instructed the guards to hold her back until he could confirm whether to let her in.
Seems he’d overthought it. Young Master Lin wasn’t the type to take losses lightly.
The one who should be worried was the second young miss.
Butler Wang called the gatekeeper.
"Let the second young miss in."
I no longer have a grandfather. He’s gone to another world.
Thank you all for the gifts and your continuous support. I’ve prepared some drafts in advance, so updates will continue as usual.
Uu.
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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.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
