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."
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
