"Principal, is there anything else you need?" Lin Xuan frowned as he asked.
"Sit for a while longer. Let’s have a proper talk. If you still insist on not pursuing graduate studies after hearing what I have to say, I won’t pressure you any further," the Principal said with a smile, looking every bit like a child trafficker at the moment.
Lin Xuan furrowed his brows.
During his time at Shangqing University, the Principal had been quite accommodating toward him. Since he had nothing urgent to attend to right now, he might as well hear him out.
Lin Xuan returned to the sofa in the office and sat down.
"Lin Xuan," the Principal poured him another cup of tea.
"Boss Su holds 51% of the shares in Shangqing University. To put it simply, she has invested tens of billions into this institution."
Lin Xuan frowned in confusion. Why was the Principal suddenly bringing up Hua?
The Principal continued, "Student enrollment and the university’s research projects are directly tied to its revenue. Lin Xuan, your abilities are exceptional. You saw the impact of the last National College Computer Team Competition—our university’s reputation skyrocketed, and countless students applied to Shangqing University."
"If you become a graduate student here and even achieve some notable results, you’ll help elevate the prestige of our graduate program. More talented students and research projects will follow, increasing the university’s revenue—and by extension, Boss Su’s profits."
Having said his piece, the Principal fell silent, leisurely sipping his tea.
Now, all he had to do was wait.
Given how much Lin Xuan cared about Boss Su, he was certain Lin Xuan wouldn’t refuse.
Just as the Principal expected, Lin Xuan fell into deep thought after hearing his words.
Simply attending school could increase Hua’s income.
And on days when he overindulged with Hua in bed and needed an excuse to avoid her, he could always use school as a cover.
With that in mind, Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate. "Fine, I’ll enroll in the graduate program."
The Principal immediately beamed. "Lin Xuan, don’t worry. I’ll make sure everything is properly arranged for you."
Perfect, just perfect. Whenever he needed Lin Xuan’s help in the future, all he had to do was bring up Boss Su.
And when he needed Boss Su’s cooperation, he’d just mention Lin Xuan.
Yes, this was the way forward.
The Principal couldn’t help but mentally pat himself on the back for his cleverness.
"Principal, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now," Lin Xuan said.
"Of course, Lin Xuan. Would you like me to escort you?" The Principal was practically fawning over him.
"No need. I’m just heading back to the dorm," Lin Xuan replied.
His mind was foggy, and all he wanted was a good, long sleep.
Only twenty minutes had passed since the Principal called him over, and he didn’t feel like returning to class—he didn’t want to be disturbed again.
"Then take care, Lin Xuan." The Principal saw him off at the office door.
Watching Lin Xuan walk away, the Principal was all smiles. Now that Lin Xuan had agreed to stay as a graduate student, the weight on his shoulders had finally lifted.
Lin Xuan was Shangqing University’s golden ticket.
Back in his dorm, Lin Xuan collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep in seconds.
Meanwhile, in the classroom, Professor Chen kept glancing around, waiting in vain for Lin Xuan to return.
After the first lecture ended, he couldn’t resist contacting the Principal.
"Principal, is Lin Xuan still with you?"
The Principal replied, "He left twenty minutes ago. Why?"
Professor Chen frowned. "Then why hasn’t he returned to class yet?"
"Principal, has something happened to Lin Xuan?" His voice was laced with concern.
"Ah, that," the Principal chuckled. "No need to worry. He was just tired and went back to the dorm to rest."
Professor Chen: "..."
Lin Xuan was in his dorm? That meant no one could help him solve his problem now.
Lin Xuan barely showed up at school once a month, and with just over a month left before his graduation, if he didn’t solve this issue now, Professor Chen might never get another chance in his lifetime.
No, after class, he absolutely had to find Lin Xuan!
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Su Corporation
Su Hua hadn’t been to Su Corporation in a long time, and work had piled up in her absence.
Executives streamed in and out of the CEO’s office, each coming to report to Boss Su.
As they stepped out, some couldn’t help but discuss among themselves.
"Boss Su seems to be in an exceptionally good mood today. That smile on her lips is downright radiant. Even when I was reporting, she was unusually pleasant."
"She hasn’t been to the company much lately. I bet she’s been spending time with Young Master Lin. Boss Su cares about him the most—they’re practically inseparable. No wonder she’s in such high spirits."
Huo Shen appeared at the office door, holding a file. Hearing their conversation, his grip on the document tightened.
His eyes darkened.
Ever since he arrived at the company these past few days, people kept talking about Hua and Lin Xuan, praising how well-matched they were.
Hah.
Well-matched?
With Lin Xuan’s background, how could he possibly deserve Hua?
He was the one who truly belonged by her side!
A cold glint flashed in Huo Shen’s eyes.
One day, he would drive Lin Xuan away from Hua. When that happened, she would be his—and so would Su Corporation.
The two executives continued their lively discussion.
"Young Master Lin is really something, winning Boss Su’s heart like that. Before he came along, I never imagined Boss Su could be so tender. When she’s in love, she acts just like any ordinary girl."
"Exactly! All I hope is that their relationship stays strong. If they’re happy, Boss Su will be in a good mood, and our lives at the company will be much easier."
But if they ever broke up—especially if Lin Xuan initiated it—things would take a disastrous turn.
The executive’s expression grew troubled.
They say men change when they gain wealth and power. With Tianmu Group’s rapid growth, and given Boss Su’s strict demeanor—both in and out of the bedroom—it wouldn’t be surprising if Lin Xuan eventually sought comfort elsewhere.
"Hey, Manager Liu, do you think Young Master Lin might one day break up with Boss Su?" the executive asked worriedly.
If Boss Su ended things, it would mean she had lost interest—whether they stayed together or not wouldn’t matter to her.
But if Lin Xuan left her?
That would be a catastrophe.

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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?"

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.”