Huabao, Be Good

Lei Hui frowned deeply. "I'll report this matter to our boss."

"That's good," the Weibo representative sighed in relief.

After hanging up, Lei Hui immediately contacted Lin Xuan, relaying the Weibo representative's message word for word.

"Boss, could this have been done by someone from Starlight Group?" Lei Hui speculated with a furrowed brow.

Lin Xuan shook his head. "Impossible. They don’t have that capability. Besides, if it were them, why would they only delete an insignificant part of the video instead of the entire clip?"

The deleted portion mainly showed Lin Chang claiming that Lin Xuan was his son as if it were a given.

The strained relationship between Lin Xuan and Lin Chang was already public knowledge.

Adding fuel to the fire wouldn’t really harm Lin Chang’s interests.

"You’re right," Lei Hui nodded.

"Then, boss, should we take any action regarding this?" Lei Hui asked respectfully.

"No need," Lin Xuan replied calmly. "It doesn’t affect us. Let it be."

Frankly, he found the father-son dynamic with Lin Chang repulsive.

If Lin Chang stayed out of his sight, that was perfectly fine.

"Boss," Lei Hui suddenly thought of something and spoke up, "In our country, aside from you, the only one who could delete that segment without Weibo’s involvement would be..."

Su Corporation.

Lei Hui stopped mid-sentence.

It couldn’t be Su Hua.

She cared so much about Young Master Lin—why would she delete that part?

He must be overthinking it.

"Uncle Lei, what were you about to say?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.

"Nothing," Lei Hui shook his head.

Lin Xuan ended the call.

Su Hua walked over gracefully.

"Strange," Lin Xuan muttered.

"What’s strange?" Su Hua asked.

Lin Xuan explained, "Someone deleted the part where Lin Chang claimed I was his son. I’m just curious who did it and why."

Su Hua’s eyes flickered briefly.

"Do you mind that it was deleted?" she asked softly, pressing her lips together.

"Not really. I’m just puzzled about who would do this and their motive," Lin Xuan mused.

He didn’t care much about the deletion itself, but the mystery nagged at him.

Su Hua pursed her lips.

Very few in the country could delete content directly—Su Corporation was one of them.

She couldn’t let Lin Xuan find out it was her doing.

She didn’t want even the slightest rift between them.

Lin Xuan was still lost in thought when Su Hua suddenly sat on his lap, cupping his face possessively.

"Ah Xuan, stop thinking about other things. Look at me."

"Alright, I’ll look at you," Lin Xuan conceded with a helpless smile. Sometimes, Su Hua acted so childishly.

Come to think of it, Su Hua only showed her multifaceted nature to him—sometimes cold, sometimes sweet, sometimes seductive.

To everyone else, she remained the unapproachable, high-powered CEO.

This treasure of a woman was his girlfriend.

The thought filled Lin Xuan with quiet delight.

"Ah Xuan, kiss me, hmm?" Su Hua’s voice was soft yet commanding.

"Hua Bao, behave," Lin Xuan said firmly. "You haven’t fully recovered these past few days. No strenuous activities."

Su Hua’s eyes curved into crescents. "I only asked for a kiss. I didn’t suggest anything else."

"What exactly were you thinking, Ah Xuan?"

Lin Xuan exhaled in relief.

Just a kiss? That was manageable.

He leaned down and captured her lips.

A flash of triumph flickered in Su Hua’s beautiful eyes.

Once the kiss began, what happened next would no longer be up to him.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang stumbled out of the hotel, the absence of reporters allowing his drunkenness to resurface.

He hailed a cab back to the Lin family villa, reeking of alcohol.

Jiang Shuqin was playing mahjong with a few society ladies when he barged in.

Disgusted, she wrinkled her nose and ordered the servants, "Take him away to wash up. He stinks."

Since Lin Chang’s repeated infidelities, Jiang Shuqin had severed all pretense of civility.

She no longer relied on him—her future now rested with Li'er and her daughters.

"Master, let me help you," a male servant offered respectfully, reaching out.

"Get lost!" Lin Chang shoved him away. "I can walk on my own!"

He staggered toward the mahjong table, his face dark with fury.

"All of you, get out! Now!" he roared, pointing at the door.

He needed to settle things with Jiang Shuqin—to make her see what a wretched son she’d raised.

Ya Jun was better.

Li'er, the son she gave him, was truly filial.

But Lin Xuan? Lin Xuan was born to be his curse!

The society ladies, frightened by his expression, hastily gathered their belongings.

"Mrs. Lin, we’ll meet another day. I should go now."

"Mrs. Lin, I’ll take my leave too."

Jiang Shuqin glared at Lin Chang. "What’s wrong with you? Why are you causing a scene?"

"You have the nerve to play mahjong?" Lin Chang snarled. "Do you even know the company is collapsing?"

Jiang Shuqin crossed her arms and scoffed.

So what if there was trouble? What did it have to do with her?

She assumed it was a minor issue and paid no mind.

"If there’s a problem, go fix it at the office. Why take it out on me?" she snapped.

"Fix it? How?" Lin Chang hissed through gritted teeth.

"The company has no funds left. The gaming division is gone. Our once-proud entertainment sector is barely hanging on with a few popular artists."

"We’ve fallen from a nationally renowned conglomerate to a struggling small business."

"Even my stock investments are wiped out."

Despair etched his face.

While Skyline Group flourished, Starlight Group withered. With Skyline’s dominance, Starlight would never recover.

"What?" Jiang Shuqin paled. "How did this happen?"

"What’s going on?"

She’d been engrossed in mahjong, oblivious to the outside world.

She never imagined things had gotten this dire...

"Mom," Lin Qingwan said bitterly, stepping into the room. "It’s Xiao Xuan. He’s taking revenge on us."

"He set a trap, and Dad and I walked right into it. Now, he’s relentlessly crushing Starlight Group. We can’t fight back."