Su Hua gazed at Lin Xuan's eyes, which were filled with exhaustion, and gently traced her fingers over his brows.
As if reading his thoughts, Su Hua reassured him, "A-Xuan, have you ever heard the saying, 'The ox may tire, but the land never wears out'?"
"So, A-Xuan, don’t be so glum, alright?"
Hearing this, Lin Xuan only grew more frustrated.
Truth be told, over the past few days, there had been plenty of times when Su Hua had taken the lead…
And she had danced so many times—those dances must have drained a fair amount of her energy too.
"A-Xuan, do you know why I practice dancing?" Su Hua curved her lips into a playful smile.
Lin Xuan shot her a resentful look.
What else could the reason be?
Wasn’t it just to lure him into bed? Combined with those specially purchased outfits, she had practically bewitched him over the past seven days, leaving him utterly spellbound.
"To seduce me," Lin Xuan stated firmly.
Su Hua rested her chin on his chest and grinned. "That’s one reason, but there’s actually another."
Lin Xuan frowned in confusion.
What other reason could there be for dancing besides seducing him?
"It’s because…" Su Hua arched a brow, "dancing makes my body more flexible. That way, we can try out more positions."
Lin Xuan: "…"
Still related to the bedroom.
He strongly suspected that Su Hua’s mind was filled with nothing but indecent thoughts.
Absolutely!
"A-Xuan, don’t you think my flexibility has improved these past few days?" Su Hua teased.
"Hua Bao, I’m really tired now, and you must be too. Let’s just sleep," Lin Xuan quickly interjected.
Su Hua seemed to be getting more energetic the longer they talked.
He had to cut it off now.
Otherwise, if she tempted him into another round, he’d have no strength left to keep up—and then he’d really lose face.
Seeing the exhaustion in Lin Xuan’s eyes, Su Hua didn’t press further and nodded. "Alright."
With that, she wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan’s waist, and the two drifted into a peaceful slumber.
Even after nearly ten hours of sleep, Lin Xuan still hadn’t fully recovered—dark circles were clearly visible under his eyes.
When he got up, brushed his teeth, and washed his face, he noticed Su Hua was still in bed.
He was surprised.
What was going on?
Normally, Su Hua woke up earlier than him. Yet now, she was still asleep…
Worried, Lin Xuan pressed a hand to her forehead and checked her pulse.
Only after confirming she was fine did he relax.
Gazing at her serene sleeping face, he couldn’t help but wonder—
Had Su Hua been pushing herself too hard these past seven days just to save face? Now, she was finally catching up on rest.
The thought eased his frustration a little.
Not wanting to disturb her, Lin Xuan quietly slipped out of the bedroom.
Once the door closed, Su Hua opened her eyes—there wasn’t a trace of drowsiness in them.
She had been pretending to sleep.
She needed Lin Xuan to believe she couldn’t keep up with him. If his pride took a hit and he refused to indulge her next time, what would she do?
Su Hua had no intention of going downstairs yet and stayed curled up in bed.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan staggered weakly downstairs, the dark circles under his eyes a clear testament to his overindulgence.
When Butler Wang saw Lin Xuan enter the dining room, he expertly served him a bowl of nourishing tonic soup.
"Young Master Lin, I prepared this revitalizing soup for you early this morning," Butler Wang said with a knowing smile.
The moment he saw the young lady hiring an online makeup artist, he knew she planned to keep Young Master Lin busy in bed for a long time.
He had started brewing the tonic the very next day.
But to his surprise, Lin Xuan never came downstairs.
Day three, day four… day seven—he made the soup every day, waiting in vain.
Finally, on the eighth day, Young Master Lin emerged.
A full seven days and nights in the bedroom with the young lady—impressive, truly impressive.
"Thanks."
Lin Xuan took the bowl and downed it in one go, leaving not a single drop.
"By the way, Butler Wang," Lin Xuan asked, "how’s it going with your sweetheart?"
Butler Wang scratched his head and chuckled. "It’s going well! We’re officially dating now. Marriage shouldn’t be too far off."
Lin Xuan frowned.
Though he had never asked for details about the woman, and Butler Wang had never said anything negative about her…
Something about her just felt unreliable.
But then again, men’s intuition wasn’t exactly trustworthy. Maybe he was overthinking it.
Butler Wang was sharp—surely he wouldn’t be fooled.
Lin Xuan began eating his lunch.
"Young Master Lin, where’s the young lady?" Butler Wang inquired.
Lin Xuan replied, "Hua Bao’s still asleep."
Butler Wang grinned. "Well done, Young Master Lin. You’ve made great progress this time."
"Mhm." Lin Xuan smirked and nodded.
But his triumph wouldn’t last. Once Su Hua resumed her workouts, he’d be back to losing.
"Young Master Lin, enjoy your meal. I’ll go attend to other matters," Butler Wang said.
"Alright."
Lin Xuan piled his plate with oysters.
After seven days and nights, his kidneys had suffered—he needed all the replenishment he could get.
After finishing his meal and changing into casual clothes, Lin Xuan prepared to leave.
"Young Master Lin, where are you off to?" Butler Wang asked.
"Somewhere to hide from Hua Bao," Lin Xuan blurted out.
The moment the words left his mouth, his expression froze.
Why had he said that out loud?
"Uh, Butler Wang, I misspoke. I’m just heading to the company to handle some urgent matters," Lin Xuan corrected.
Butler Wang flashed a knowing smile. "No need to explain, Young Master Lin. I understand."
Lin Xuan: "…"
Could you please not understand?
Butler Wang chuckled. "Don’t worry, Young Master Lin. When the young lady wakes up, I’ll tell her you’re at the company dealing with important business."
The young master needed time to rest and recover—only then could he keep up with the young lady’s demands. Wasn’t that the most urgent matter of all?
"Fine."
Lin Xuan gave up arguing. Butler Wang had been brewing tonics for him every day—he already knew Lin Xuan often ended up at a disadvantage in bed.
Sigh.
What could he do? Su Hua was the favored heroine, a wealthy heiress.
In those domineering CEO romance novels, it was always the male lead who couldn’t keep his hands off the female lead.
But in his case? The roles were completely reversed.
With another sigh, Lin Xuan left the Night Garden.
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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.
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
