"Miss, your figure is absolutely stunning, and your skin is so fair. These outfits would look incredibly alluring on you—no man could resist. They’d definitely spice up your relationship," the saleswoman said with a smile.
Spice up their relationship...
Su Hua’s eyes flickered with thought.
Listening to the saleswoman’s words, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but imagine Su Hua wearing those outfits. He gulped hard.
His self-control would definitely struggle against such temptation...
"Miss, would you like to buy a few sets?" the saleswoman asked.
Su Hua replied, "One of each style, please."
The saleswoman froze.
No one had ever bought so many at once.
"Miss, this is a globally renowned brand. These pieces are quite expensive—each costs at least several thousand yuan. If you take one of every style, the total could easily exceed a million."
Even billionaires wouldn’t splurge like this.
"Miss, perhaps you’d like to pick a few favorites? Buying every style might be more than you can wear," the saleswoman suggested cautiously.
Su Hua glanced at Lin Xuan, a faint smile playing on her lips. "They’ll get used."
Given how often she and Xuan were together, they’d go through them all in a few months.
The saleswoman looked skeptical.
Were they really going to use them all?
Su Hua waved a hand. "Just pack them up."
The saleswoman discreetly assessed Su Hua and Lin Xuan’s attire. Clearly, money was no object for them.
Maybe they’d just store the clothes and pick outfits as needed.
With renewed enthusiasm, she said, "Of course, miss! I’ll get these wrapped for you right away."
"Babe, isn’t this a bit too much?" Lin Xuan couldn’t help but interject. "The saleswoman said we might not use them all."
Su Hua raised an eyebrow and leaned in close.
"Don’t worry about that, Xuan," she whispered, rising on her tiptoes to murmur by his ear, "If I lock you in bed for seven days and nights, we’d burn through a third of them easily."
Lin Xuan: "..."
He had no rebuttal.
Wait—the real issue was seven days and nights!
Damn!
Was she seriously planning this?
If so, his kidneys were doomed!
Once again, Lin Xuan handled the payment.
"Sir, miss, would you like us to arrange delivery to your home?" the saleswoman asked respectfully.
Su Hua shook her head. "No need. Someone will come to collect them shortly."
"Very well. Have a pleasant day, sir and miss."
As soon as Su Hua and Lin Xuan left the lingerie store, several plainclothes bodyguards entered, each carrying out bags of purchases.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan’s mind was still stuck on Su Hua’s "seven days and nights" remark.
Since her injury, Su Hua hadn’t been intimate with him. Now that she’d fully recovered—and bought all that lingerie—he strongly suspected she’d start seducing him any day now. And don’t even get him started on those body-hugging miniskirts.
No way. He had to keep her busy today—wear her out so she wouldn’t have the energy for... other activities.
Delay as long as possible.
With that in mind, Lin Xuan spoke up again. "Babe, let’s hit the jewelry store next. I want to buy you more accessories."
"Alright," Su Hua agreed, smiling knowingly at him.
She saw right through his plan.
But she’d play along—for now. He’d get his surprise soon enough.
The two entered the jewelry boutique.
Since the lingerie and clothing stores were in the same mall, staff had a group chat. Word had spread about the ridiculously attractive couple who splurged everywhere they went.
The jewelry store clerk’s eyes lit up at the sight of them.
Could these be the legendary big spenders?
"Sir, miss, how may I assist you today?" the clerk greeted eagerly.
"Just browsing," Lin Xuan said.
"Of course!"
The clerk stepped back discreetly.
Lin Xuan and Su Hua promptly launched into another shopping spree.
"This, this, this, and this—wrap them all up," Lin Xuan said, pointing at various pieces.
Every piece seemed perfect for Su Hua.
Now he understood why people loved shopping so much.
"Right away, sir!" The clerk beamed.
Definitely the big spenders.
After jewelry, they acted like any ordinary couple—grabbing street food, sipping bubble tea, even braving a haunted house.
Every time a "ghost" jumped out, Su Hua shrieked and clung to Lin Xuan like any frightened girlfriend.
The bodyguards: "..."
Their young mistress was such an actress.
Su Hua, scared of ghosts?
Yeah, right.
This was all an act to play up her delicate, vulnerable side for Lin Xuan.
Her performance skills were getting scarily good.
On every thrill ride afterward, Su Hua clung tightly to Lin Xuan.
His male ego thrived on her apparent dependence.
By 5 PM, exhaustion finally caught up with Su Hua.
Back at their estate, she slumped against Lin Xuan, too tired to even lift a fork, letting him feed her instead.
Lin Xuan breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
She looked wiped out—surely she wouldn’t have energy to "exhaust" him tonight.
Still, seeing her so worn out tugged at his heart.
After dinner, he carried her to their room and started massaging her.
But Su Hua soon stopped him.
"Xuan, I’m all sweaty from today. You go shower first—don’t worry about me," she said.
Lin Xuan sniffed his shirt. She had a point.
"Alright," he agreed, heading to the bathroom.
Su Hua smirked.
She’d stopped the massage for two reasons:
First, she didn’t want him overworked.
Second? She couldn’t wait for the next phase.
Her new outfits had already been washed, dried, and delivered.
Servants wheeled in racks of clothes. "Miss, your purchases have all been prepared."
"Mm. Put some in the closet. Store the rest for now," Su Hua instructed.
"Yes, miss."
The servants arranged everything as directed before wheeling out the remaining items.
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Xuan emerged from the shower.
Su Hua approached him.
"Xuan, wait here for me," she said, eyes curving with mischief. "I have a surprise for you."

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"