"Hua, you didn't get any rest after what we did at noon, and you’ve just been handling work matters. You must be exhausted—go ahead and rest for a bit," Lin Xuan coaxed Su Hua.
"Let me take care of the work for you."
"Alright," Su Hua nodded.
Even if A-Xuan didn’t handle it well, it didn’t matter—she would clean up for him.
Huo Shen sneered inwardly.
Now, he’d see what nonsense Lin Xuan would come up with.
He’d let Hua see for herself what kind of arrogant fool Lin Xuan really was.
"President Huo, I find your earlier viewpoint rather questionable..." Lin Xuan began, speaking with effortless confidence.
Huo Shen’s expression gradually shifted.
He stared at Lin Xuan in shock.
Wasn’t Lin Xuan just a pretty-faced freeloader who knew nothing about business?
How did he understand all this?
His insights and arguments were even better than his own!
Su Hua propped her chin on one hand, watching Lin Xuan with amusement in her eyes.
Just how many more surprises did her A-Xuan have in store for her?
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan tossed the document back onto the desk.
He raised an eyebrow. "Well, President Huo? Do I understand business, or don’t I?"
Huo Shen clenched his fists, reluctantly admitting, "Young Master Lin, you’re impressive. I... admire you."
Lin Xuan took great pleasure in Huo Shen’s expression.
Nothing delighted him more than seeing his rival humiliated, seething yet powerless to retaliate.
Lin Xuan added, "President Huo, since the matter is settled, you may leave now."
"Of course."
The moment Huo Shen turned away, his face darkened with fury.
Lin Xuan was far more capable in business than he’d anticipated—he’d underestimated him.
But it didn’t matter.
Once he married Hua, Su Corporation would be his.
No matter how well Tianmu Group developed, it could never compare to Su Corporation.
Lin Xuan had humiliated him repeatedly—one day, he’d use Su Corporation to crush Tianmu Group, drive it to bankruptcy, and force Lin Xuan to his knees, begging for mercy.
A ruthless glint flashed in Huo Shen’s eyes.
Jiang Qing watched Huo Shen, shaking her head with a tsk.
His expression was downright ugly—clearly, he’d suffered quite the blow from Young Master Lin.
Challenging Lin Xuan? What a joke.
Jiang Qing relaxed completely. It seemed President Huo was no match for Lin Xuan, so she didn’t need to worry about him disrupting Su Hua and Lin Xuan’s relationship.
"Secretary Jiang," a female assistant asked curiously, "what just happened? Why does President Huo look so upset?"
Jiang Qing smiled faintly. "Oh, he just got put in his place, that’s all."
"People should really focus on being decent. No one likes a homewrecker."
Checking the time, Jiang Qing knocked and entered the CEO’s office.
"President Su," she said respectfully, "the meeting in five minutes—should we proceed as scheduled?"
Su Hua was about to suggest postponing it when Lin Xuan cut in.
"Secretary Jiang, the meeting will go ahead as planned."
Then, turning to Su Hua with a serious expression, he added, "Hua, work comes first. You’ve been staying with me at Night Garden and barely coming to the office—you must have a backlog. You’re probably swamped right now."
"Besides, if my visit disrupts your work, I’d feel guilty. I might hesitate to come see you at the office in the future."
Of course, that was all a lie.
Lin Xuan’s real concern was being alone with her in the office—who knew what might happen?
They’d already spent over an hour in the dance studio, and another hour in the shower after she’d teased him into round two.
He couldn’t handle any more.
Su Hua saw right through him.
Her A-Xuan used to urge her to rest—now he was pushing her to attend meetings?
Clearly, he was trying to avoid her.
But since this involved his pride, she decided not to call him out.
"Alright, whatever A-Xuan says. Let’s have the meeting." Su Hua smirked, her amused gaze lingering on Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose. Did she just see through him?
"Understood, President Su. I’ll make the arrangements."
Jiang Qing left the office.
"A-Xuan," Su Hua settled onto Lin Xuan’s lap, her lips curving. "Did you enjoy yourself just now, with Huo Shen?"
"It was... fun," Lin Xuan admitted, avoiding her eyes.
Su Hua’s smile deepened. "I’m glad A-Xuan gets jealous for me."
"But you never have to worry about me and him. How could I ever look at another man when I have someone as incredible as you?"
She didn’t want Lin Xuan to doubt her for even a second.
"Mhm."
Lin Xuan’s heart swelled with satisfaction.
"Then wait here for me, A-Xuan. We’ll leave together after work."
Su Hua stood and walked out of the office.
"Jiang Qing," she instructed coolly, "from now on, whenever Huo Shen comes to see me and A-Xuan isn’t around, you’ll be present."
To avoid giving Lin Xuan any reason to overthink, she couldn’t be alone with Huo Shen.
If not for Old Master Su’s arrangement and Huo Shen’s past act of saving her life, she wouldn’t have kept him in the company at all.
"Yes, President Su." Jiang Qing nodded respectfully.
It seemed President Su was drawing a firm line with Huo Shen.
"One more thing," Su Hua added. "If there are any rumors in the company about me and any man other than A-Xuan, clarify them immediately."
"President Su, there’s absolutely nothing like that. You can rest assured," Jiang Qing assured her. "Everyone knows you and Young Master Lin are together. They all see how strong your relationship is—no one would dare spread rumors about a third party."
In fact, most of the company was shipping Su Hua and Lin Xuan, wishing they’d stay inseparable forever.
Who’d even think of starting gossip?
"Good." Su Hua nodded in satisfaction, striding toward the conference room in her heels.
Inside the meeting room, the executives were already seated.
"Hey, do you think President Su’s in a good mood today?" one executive whispered.
"Is that even a question? Of course she is," another replied confidently. "Young Master Lin came to see her, and he’s been with her this whole time. How could she not be happy?"
"Oh right, I forgot he was here!" The first executive sighed in relief. "Young Master Lin is President Su’s temper extinguisher. No matter how furious she is, he can calm her down."
Click-clack.
The sound of heels echoed from the hallway.
Tomorrow, I’ll prepare the memorial ceremony for my grandfather—it’s been exactly five weeks. It feels like so long ago, yet so surreal.
Thanks to Lin Yimingluo for the character summon.
Thanks to A Glimpse of Life, Cosmic Starry Sky, Little Panda 06, and other dear friends for the gifts.
Uu.
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.
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