"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded.
Hand in hand, the two walked into the restaurant.
Having just humiliated Xu Xiaoman and being so fiercely defended by Su Hua, Lin Xuan was in an exceptionally good mood. Even his appetite at lunch seemed heartier than usual.
Su Hua piled his plate with oysters. "Ah Xuan, eat more."
The more oysters he ate, the better it would be for his stamina. That way, when they were in bed, he could keep up with her longer.
"Mmm." Lin Xuan obediently stuffed several pieces of oyster into his mouth.
Then, as if struck by a thought, he suddenly gave Su Hua a puzzled look.
Ever since her injury, Su Hua had become unusually clingy—always cooing for him to feed her during meals. But today, instead of demanding to be fed, she was the one serving him.
Something was off. Very off.
Noticing his expression, Su Hua frowned slightly. "Ah Xuan, what's wrong?"
Lin Xuan shook his head. "Nothing."
What could possibly be wrong? It was just her not asking to be fed.
He must be overthinking it.
Lin Xuan went back to shoveling rice into his mouth.
"Ginseng, deer antler, goji berries…" He eyed the ingredients floating in the soup. "Why is everything so… invigorating?"
Su Hua glanced at Butler Wang, who took the cue and smoothly explained, "Young Master Lin, the young lady has been recovering from her injury for a while now, and her body is still weak. This tonic soup is meant to help replenish her energy."
"Both men and women can benefit from it, so you’re welcome to have some too, Young Master Lin."
Butler Wang leaned in conspiratorially and added in a hushed tone, "This soup is particularly… beneficial for a man’s vitality."
Of course it was. The young lady had specifically prepared it for him—how could it not be?
Lin Xuan coughed lightly. "Sounds like a good thing."
He proceeded to down several bowls.
Now that Su Hua had fully recovered, it was only a matter of time before she dragged him into bed. After holding back for so long, once she started, she’d probably be insatiable.
He’d better fortify himself now to keep up with her later.
After lunch, Su Hua’s eyes curved into crescents as she suggested, "Ah Xuan, let’s go shopping and watch a movie, okay?"
She wanted to do ordinary couple things with him.
Lin Xuan was puzzled. Unlike most women, Su Hua had never shown interest in shopping or movies. Why the sudden change today?
But since she rarely made such requests, he wasn’t about to refuse.
"Sure," he agreed.
Lin Xuan took her to a cinema owned by Su Corporation.
The cinema manager had once caught a fleeting glimpse of Su Hua. Her beauty was so striking that even that brief encounter had seared her face into his memory.
Spotting the breathtaking woman in the distance, the manager stiffened in shock.
It was the CEO herself!
CEO Su was here—and holding hands with a man, no less, looking utterly smitten!
This was… unbelievable.
There had been whispers in the company about Su Hua having a boyfriend, but he’d assumed the man was just a disposable plaything.
Now, seeing them together…
Disposable? Hardly.
This was clearly her bona fide boyfriend. The sweetness in her smile left no doubt—she adored him.
Straightening his clothes, the manager hurried over with a practiced smile. "CEO Su, had we known you were coming, we would’ve prepared a proper reception for you."
Su Hua waved him off. "No need. Treat me like any other customer."
"Understood."
The manager bowed and retreated.
The cinema was packed, with the animated blockbuster Nezha playing to full houses. The first Nezha film had been brought to this world by Lin Xuan himself. Though an animated feature, its universal appeal, stellar production, and gripping storyline had made it a massive hit.
Most of the audience were couples or families, and popcorn sales were booming.
Since they’d decided on the outing last-minute, Lin Xuan and Su Hua couldn’t get tickets for Nezha and settled for a romance film instead.
"Wait here, Hua Bao."
Lin Xuan gently guided Su Hua to a sofa. "I’ll get us popcorn and soda."
Su Hua’s lips curled. She’d read that couples typically bought popcorn for movies.
"Okay," she agreed sweetly.
The manager had been discreetly observing her. When Su Hua signaled him, he rushed over.
"CEO Su, how may I assist you?"
"I need a favor," she said.
"Of course." The manager listened attentively.
Su Hua laid out her plan.
The manager’s eyebrows shot up.
The CEO was going to such lengths for her boyfriend?
"Right away, CEO Su. I’ll arrange everything."
Knowing time was of the essence, he immediately gathered his staff.
"Head to the Butterfly Lovers screening room. Here’s what we’re doing…"
After giving detailed instructions, he urged, "Hurry and set it up."
Su Hua had dressed carefully today, opting for a soft blue dress with her hair cascading down her back—a deliberately gentle, approachable look to complement Lin Xuan.
Sitting alone on the sofa, she drew countless gazes.
Many were tempted to approach.
One particularly confident man, tall and well-dressed, sauntered over.
"Miss, are you here alone?" he asked smoothly.
Su Hua’s brow furrowed.
Before she could respond, he pressed on, "I’m here by myself too. Why don’t we watch together? Keep each other company?"
The man was certain Su Hua was a gold digger, dressed to attract a wealthy patron.
And even if she wasn’t, with his credentials, she’d surely be interested.
He proudly listed his assets.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I own a luxury car worth over a million, a villa in Yundu City valued at sixty million, and my family runs a business. I’m the sole heir."
In other words, he stood to inherit everything.
He was sure this woman would jump at the chance.
After all, wasn’t that why she was here?
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