Earlier, Jiang Qing had asked Su Hua if she wanted food brought in, and Su Hua nodded in response. So, Jiang Qing pushed open the door with the reheated meal in hand.
She glanced around the office but didn’t see Su Hua or Lin Xuan.
"Where are President Su and Young Master Lin?" Jiang Qing muttered in confusion.
Weren’t they just here?
She set the food down neatly.
Just as she was about to leave, faintly suggestive noises came from the direction of the restroom—clearly the voices of Su Hua and Lin Xuan.
Jiang Qing’s face flushed.
So they were in the bathroom or the restroom.
Afraid that Lin Xuan might suddenly emerge carrying Su Hua, exposing something she shouldn’t see, Jiang Qing didn’t dare linger in the office. She hurried out and closed the door behind her.
Once outside, she instructed a few assistants, "No one is to enter the president’s office without mine or President Su’s orders, understood?"
She had to make sure no one disturbed President Su and Young Master Lin’s… activities.
"Yes, Secretary Jiang," the assistants replied in unison.
Reassured, Jiang Qing returned to her workstation.
Over forty minutes later, Huo Shen appeared.
Jiang Qing frowned. "President Huo, is there something urgent you need from President Su?"
Huo Shen replied, "I have an urgent document that requires President Su’s review."
Jiang Qing’s frown deepened. "President Huo, President Su is still occupied in her office. I’ll notify you once she’s free."
"Secretary Jiang," Huo Shen’s voice carried clear displeasure as he narrowed his eyes, "this document is critical and time-sensitive. President Su is right there in her office. You’re telling me she’s unavailable without even calling to confirm?"
"Is this how you perform your duties as President Su’s secretary?"
At his words, the assistants couldn’t help but glance at him.
Secretary Jiang was President Su’s most trusted confidante, a figure of immense influence.
And her methods were notoriously ruthless—those who crossed her always regretted it.
Aside from Young Master Lin and President Su herself, who in the company dared speak to Secretary Jiang with anything less than respect?
Yet here was President Huo, talking to her like this.
"Secretary Jiang, if this matter is delayed, can you bear the responsibility?" Huo Shen said coldly.
Jiang Qing had no choice. "Then please wait a moment, President Huo. I’ll call President Su now."
She remembered President Su’s phone was on the desk.
If Su Hua and Lin Xuan were still… occupied, they’d likely be in the restroom or bathroom. The call wouldn’t disturb them.
Unless they were done, in which case they’d have time to answer.
Jiang Qing dialed Su Hua’s number without worry.
Meanwhile, inside the office—
Lin Xuan sat at the dining table, Su Hua nestled in his arms.
The phone rang.
"Hello?" Su Hua answered, her voice languid and slightly hoarse.
Jiang Qing’s brows furrowed.
Why did President Su’s voice sound so rough? Had she… strained it from…?
Clearing her throat, Jiang Qing reported, "President Su, President Huo says he has urgent business with you."
"Huo Shen?" Su Hua frowned. "Xuan and I are having a meal. Whatever it is can wait."
Lin Xuan stroked his chin.
Huo Shen, here to see Hua?
Well, he wouldn’t miss this chance to size up his rival.
Just as Su Hua was about to hang up, Lin Xuan took the phone from her hand.
Su Hua’s delicate brows twitched slightly.
"Secretary Jiang," Lin Xuan said into the phone, "let him in."
"Understood, Young Master Lin."
Jiang Qing exhaled in relief.
If they were letting Huo Shen in, they must have finished. At least her call hadn’t interrupted them.
"Hua," Lin Xuan handed the phone back to Su Hua, feigning seriousness, "work matters should come first. Why not hear what Huo Shen has to say?"
It had been a week since he last saw Huo Shen.
He wouldn’t pass up this opportunity to flaunt their relationship in front of his rival.
Huo Shen dared to covet Hua?
Then he’d make sure the man knew exactly whose woman she was.
Outside the office—
Jiang Qing hung up and politely informed Huo Shen, "President Su has granted you entry."
Without acknowledging her, Huo Shen strode into the president’s office.
An assistant whispered, "Secretary Jiang, do you dislike President Huo?"
"Yes," Jiang Qing admitted without hesitation.
The assistant sighed. "I don’t like him either. He acts so arrogant, looking down on everyone just because of his ties to the Su family."
Jiang Qing smiled faintly but said nothing.
Her dislike for Huo Shen wasn’t about his attitude—it was because he coveted President Su.
Su Hua and Lin Xuan belonged together. No third party would be tolerated.
Inside the president’s office—
The moment Huo Shen entered, he saw Su Hua, clad in a qipao, curled up in Lin Xuan’s lap as the latter fed her shrimp with gloved hands.
Huo Shen’s fists clenched instantly.
The scene overlapped almost perfectly with that day at the Su family estate—except now, Su Hua seemed even more reliant on Lin Xuan, their intimacy even more pronounced.
"President Su," Huo Shen took a deep breath, "here’s the document requiring your review."
Su Hua was about to tell him to leave it and go when Lin Xuan cut in.
"Hua is eating. It’s inconvenient for her to read documents right now. Why don’t you summarize the contents for her, President Huo?"
Huo Shen shot Lin Xuan a dark glare.
Who did this man think he was, ordering him around?
Su Hua indulged Lin Xuan with a nod. "Do as Xuan says."
"Understood, President Su."
Suppressing his fury, Huo Shen began explaining the document’s contents.
As he spoke, Su Hua continued being fed by Lin Xuan.
"Hua, eat more. You’re too thin."
"A little more meat makes you more fun to squeeze."
Lin Xuan didn’t bother lowering his voice, ensuring Huo Shen heard every word.
Huo Shen’s grip on the document tightened until his knuckles turned white.
How dare he treat Hua'er like this! How dare he touch her!
Noticing Huo Shen had stopped, Lin Xuan raised a brow. "President Huo, why the pause? Continue."
Gritting his teeth, Huo Shen forced himself to go on.
Lin Xuan smirked.
This was far from over.
There were plenty of ways to be intimate at the dining table—especially with an audience.
"Hua," Lin Xuan suddenly whispered in Su Hua’s ear, "want me to try a different way of feeding you?"
"And how would Xuan like to do that?" Su Hua arched an elegant brow.
"Let me show you."
Last time at the Su estate, with Old Master Su present, he hadn’t dared go too far.
But now, with just the three of them, he could put on a proper show for Huo Shen.
Tch. Did this man really think he could covet Hua? Lin Xuan wouldn’t miss this chance to rub their love in his face.
(Late update note: Sorry, everyone! I shouldn’t have stayed up so late—I was practically sleep-typing this.
Temporary night-owl happiness, typing-time suffering.
Thanks to Yi Kewen, Unknown Longing, Lin Yimingluo, Huang Xihong (who likes mini rabbits), Little Panda 06, and other sweethearts for the gifts!
UwU)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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