"Young Master Lin, I may not work at your company, but I do work at your wife's company. If you help me solve these technical issues, it would greatly benefit Su Corporation," Shao Xingfan said with a smile.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly.
That did seem to be the case.
Though Shao Xingfan was just an assistant, his exceptional computer skills meant he handled critical tasks at Su Corporation. The technical problems he mentioned were likely related to the company's operations.
"Laptop," Lin Xuan extended his hand.
"Right away, Young Master Lin."
Shao Xingfan respectfully handed over the laptop.
Lin Xuan placed it on his lap, his fingers flying across the keyboard with practiced ease.
Standing nearby, Shao Xingfan watched with a bright grin.
Bringing up Su Hua had worked like a charm!
From now on, he was officially the ultimate fan of Su Hua and Young Master Lin's relationship. If anyone dared to come between them or break them apart—
He’d make them regret it!
While Lin Xuan was busy solving the programming issues, Su Hua finished her meeting and stepped into the office.
Her brows knitted when she spotted Shao Xingfan inside.
"What are you doing here?"
She hadn’t checked the surveillance feed during the meeting, and now he’d slipped in unnoticed.
"President Su," Shao Xingfan replied respectfully, "I had some technical questions for Young Master Lin."
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously. "You couldn’t figure them out yourself?"
Shao Xingfan rubbed his arms—why did it suddenly feel so cold?
"No, I couldn’t. I’ve been stuck on these for a while," he answered honestly, oblivious to the brewing storm. "Young Master Lin’s expertise is unmatched, so when I saw he was here, I thought I’d ask for his help."
"Figure it out yourself."
Su Hua snatched the laptop and tossed it back at him.
"My company doesn’t employ people who rely on others," she said icily.
Shao Xingfan flinched at her tone.
"Understood, President Su. I’ll leave right away."
Lin Xuan considered speaking up in his defense, but one glance at Su Hua’s frosty expression made him swallow his words.
Oh well.
He wasn’t exactly upset that his wife had just rid him of a nuisance.
Once outside the office, Shao Xingfan stared at the closed door and muttered, "Everyone says President Su is in a better mood whenever Young Master Lin visits, but she seemed more like she’d swallowed gunpowder today."
Where was this so-called "good mood"?
Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow. "Assistant Shao, did President Su just kick you out?"
Shao Xingfan blinked. "How did you know?"
Jiang Qing smirked. "You interrupted their alone time. Did you really expect her to be happy about it?"
"Oh…" Realization dawned on him.
He glanced wistfully at his laptop.
No chance of getting those problems solved today. Who knew when Young Master Lin would visit Su Corporation again? And even if he did, with President Su around, approaching him would be impossible.
Sigh.
For the first time, Shao Xingfan found himself missing his days at Tianmu Group.
If he were still there, Young Master Lin would’ve helped him without hesitation.
Wait—
What if he convinced President Su to transfer him back to Tianmu Group?
His eyes lit up at the idea.
"Assistant Shao, you look thrilled. What’s the plan?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.
Grinning, Shao Xingfan said, "Secretary Jiang, I think I can ask President Su to send me to Tianmu Group—under the pretense of assisting them."
Jiang Qing arched a brow. "Last time she assigned you there temporarily, you acted like the sky was falling. Now you’re volunteering?"
Shao Xingfan scratched his head sheepishly. "Let’s just say I’ve realized how incredible Young Master Lin is. I was blind before."
Thankfully, Young Master Lin wasn’t the type to hold grudges.
Looking back, his past arrogance had really come back to bite him.
"Secretary Jiang, do you think President Su will agree?"
Jiang Qing, ever the instigator, nodded. "Might as well try."
"Exactly! No harm in asking."
He’d find the right moment to bring it up.
As Shao Xingfan walked away, Jiang Qing watched with amusement.
This was going to be entertaining.
For the next half hour, Su Hua focused on paperwork at her desk while Lin Xuan lounged on the sofa, scrolling through online comments bashing Lin Chang and Starlight Group.
Netizens really knew how to wield their keyboards—their insults were impressively creative.
Admittedly, watching them tear into his enemies was oddly satisfying.
Every now and then, Su Hua would glance up, her eyes softening at the sight of Lin Xuan relaxed on the couch.
Days like these… they were perfect.
Before they knew it, the clock struck five.
Lin Xuan pocketed his phone.
"Hua, it’s time to clock out. Let’s grab dinner."
"Mm."
In the past, Su Hua was a workaholic, always arriving at the company early and often working until ten or eleven at night before leaving.
But ever since she got together with Lin Xuan, Su Hua has been leaving the office on time—or even earlier.
Su Hua closed the file.
Lin Xuan took her hand as they walked out of the office together.
A sweet smile lingered at the corners of Su Hua’s lips.
Click.
Click.
Employees of Su Corporation frantically snapped photos of the two.
Their faces were alight with excitement.
"Ahhh! They’re such a perfect match—Young Master Lin and President Su are so gorgeous together!"
"Ship them hard! Young Master Lin and President Su are endgame!"
"I wish we could drag the marriage registry here for them! Seriously, though, if they’re so in love, why aren’t they married yet?"
"Relax, a couple this devoted will tie the knot sooner or later."
Huo Shen listened to their chatter, his eyes darkening.
These Su Corporation employees actually had the audacity to gossip about their boss’s personal life.
Hah.
Marriage?
As if he’d ever let them succeed.
Su Hua was his. In this lifetime, she would only ever marry him.
Right now, Lin Xuan was just borrowing her for a little while.
He had to bide his time—if Su Hua found out about his feelings, she’d never let him stay at Su Corporation.
And if he wasn’t by her side, how could he steal her back?
Lin Xuan took Su Hua out for dinner, then to an amusement park.
"Ling’er!" Chen Ling’s best friend pointed at Lin Xuan and Su Hua, gushing. "They’re so stunning—one handsome, one beautiful. Even better-looking than most celebrities on TV!"
Updates must go on. Whenever I have time, I’m typing away at my keyboard.
Goodnight, lovelies. Tonight’s an all-nighter—no sleep for me.
Thank you to Zhenxun Zijiang, a certain netizen, and other sweethearts for the gifts.
Uu.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
