"What?" Xu Xiaoman's eyes widened in disbelief.
Her sister had actually gifted him so many luxury cars!
Before this, she had begged and pleaded for her sister to give her just one car, but her sister had flatly refused. Normally, her sister would only send someone to check on her occasionally—she never gave her any money.
And now, she had given Lin Xuan, that pretty-faced freeloader, over a dozen luxury cars!
No wonder the garage was filled with cars worth tens of millions, even hundreds of millions.
In her memory, her sister had never been obsessed with cars—she usually drove ones worth a few million at most.
When Xu Xiaoman first saw those luxury cars, she thought her sister had simply changed her tastes. But no—those cars were all gifts for that freeloader!
Jealousy burned in Xu Xiaoman's eyes.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and casually pulled out a card, twirling it between his fingers. "Do you know what this is?"
"A black card!" Xu Xiaoman's eyes bulged like saucers.
How did Lin Xuan get his hands on this?
"Where did you get that card?"
Lin Xuan leisurely enjoyed the shock on her face before answering, "This black card’s supplementary card was given to me by Hua. No spending limit—I can use as much as I want."
He then pulled out another card. "And this bank card? A hundred billion. Pocket money from Hua."
Xu Xiaoman’s mind buzzed with fury.
She knew her sister spoiled Lin Xuan, and she knew the sums involved wouldn’t be small. But she never imagined—
A hundred billion! Countless luxury cars! Even a supplementary black card!
"So, Miss Xu," Lin Xuan smirked, "your seventy million? To me, it’s practically charity."
Butler Wang arched a brow.
Wasn’t this just twisting the knife?
Lin Xuan really had a way of infuriating people without lifting a finger.
A glance at Xu Xiaoman’s face confirmed it—her expression was a storm of emotions.
"Lin Xuan," she hissed through gritted teeth, "what kind of tricks did you use to make my sister spend so much on you?"
"Tricks?"
Lin Xuan chuckled darkly. "I stole Hua’s heart. As long as she loves me, she’ll spend whatever she wants."
"Miss Xu, I’m your sister’s boyfriend. Soon, I’ll be her husband. You can call me… brother-in-law."
Right now, to Xu Xiaoman, Lin Xuan looked like the smuggest, most insufferable man alive.
"You!" She pointed at him, trembling with rage. "You’re not married to my sister yet! Who do you think you are, demanding I call you brother-in-law?!"
"Lin Xuan, don’t get too cocky. A man like you? Sooner or later, my sister will dump you!"
Butler Wang and the servants exchanged glances.
Would Miss Su really dump Lin Xuan?
Not in this lifetime.
Lin Xuan smiled lazily. "Then keep waiting."
His expression suddenly turned icy. "Xu Xiaoman, as long as I’m alive, Hua will be mine. If you’re dreaming of Huo Shen as your brother-in-law—that will never happen."
Xu Xiaoman clenched her fists.
So this freeloader really planned to cling to her sister forever.
Fine. She’d teach him a lesson he wouldn’t forget!
With a dark expression, she stormed back to her car. Moments later, she returned, gripping an ornate whip, her face thunderous.
A servant rushed to alert Butler Wang and Lin Xuan.
"Mr. Lin, Butler Wang, Miss Xu hasn’t left—she’s coming back with a whip!" the servant panted.
Butler Wang frowned. "The second miss has always been spoiled and reckless. If she’s bringing that whip, she means to harm Mr. Lin. We can’t allow it."
If Lin Xuan got hurt, Miss Su would be heartbroken—and Butler Wang would pay dearly for failing to protect him.
"Stop her. Send her away," he ordered firmly.
They also needed to inform Miss Su immediately.
"No need." Lin Xuan smirked. "If she wants a fight, let her come."
"But Mr. Lin, Xu Xiaoman has trained in martial arts since childhood. She’s highly skilled," Butler Wang warned.
After the way Lin Xuan had provoked her, she wouldn’t hold back.
"Relax. She can’t touch me," Lin Xuan said coolly.
"But—"
Lin Xuan cut him off with a smile. "Butler Wang, I’m not some helpless pushover. Besides, I have all of you to protect me, don’t I?"
Seeing his resolve, Butler Wang reluctantly agreed. "Very well."
"And don’t tell Hua about this," Lin Xuan added.
He wanted to handle Xu Xiaoman himself. If Hua got involved, the fun would be ruined.
"Yes," Butler Wang sighed.
Lin Xuan calmly sipped his tea.
Soon, Xu Xiaoman barged in, whip in hand.
Lin Xuan glanced at her, then set down his cup. "Miss Xu, here to settle the score?"
"That’s right. Today, I’ll teach a certain freeloader a lesson—for my future brother-in-law’s sake!" she spat.
Lin Xuan’s eyes turned frosty.
So she was still dead set on having Huo Shen as her brother-in-law.
"Aren’t you afraid Hua will retaliate if you hurt me?" he taunted.
"I’m her half-sister by blood! She’s always treated me well. You really think she’d choose you over family? Don’t make me laugh!" Xu Xiaoman sneered.
At worst, her sister would scold her. No big deal.
Butler Wang shook his head.
The second miss overestimated her importance.
All these years, Miss Su had only looked after her out of duty to their mother.
In Miss Su’s heart? Xu Xiaoman wasn’t worth a single strand of Lin Xuan’s hair.
Lin Xuan laughed coldly. "So sure Hua will side with you, Miss Xu?"
Only now did Xu Xiaoman notice how Lin Xuan referred to Su Hua—Hua.
That freeloader dared to call her sister something so intimate!
Her sister, a woman of such stature, reduced to a cutesy pet name!
Xu Xiaoman nearly exploded.
"Who she’ll side with? Let’s find out!" she snapped.
The moment Xu Xiaoman entered, Butler Wang had summoned the estate’s bodyguards.
Ten of them now stood around Lin Xuan and Xu Xiaoman, watching closely.
If Xu Xiaoman made a move, they’d intervene instantly.
What did the second miss matter?
Protecting Lin Xuan was their top priority.
Thank you for your comfort, everyone.
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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.
