President's Office, Su Corporation
Su Hua sat at her desk while Huo Shen delivered his work report. Jiang Qing stood idly by, sighing inwardly.
Sigh.
President Su, just to prevent Young Master Lin from getting jealous, made her stand nearby every time Huo Shen came to report—claiming she couldn’t be left alone with him.
Huo Shen had shot her enough death glares to last a lifetime.
Being a secretary was exhausting—both physically and mentally.
A message from Wang Dahe popped up, and Su Hua casually opened it.
Her expression froze the moment she saw the content. Then, she tapped the video and watched intently.
As Lin Xuan’s agile figure flashed across the screen, Su Hua’s lips curled into an uncontrollable smile.
Her Xuan was so impressive.
"Ahhh! Lin Xuan, you’re amazing! I love you!!!"
A chorus of fangirl screams erupted from the phone.
Su Hua’s smile vanished instantly.
Her grip tightened around the phone, her entire body radiating icy hostility.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
President Su was a sea of jealousy. Even the most casual confession from some random girl toward her beloved was enough to send her into a fit.
If Lin Xuan ever became an actor instead of running his company, Su Hua would probably drown herself in vinegar every single day.
Su Hua’s beautiful eyes remained glued to the screen, completely ignoring Huo Shen.
Jiang Qing was more than happy to see Su Hua disregard Huo Shen like this and made no move to remind her.
Huo Shen clenched his fists, his eyes darkening.
Lin Xuan again!
He was the one who came to report to Hua’er first, yet once more, she cast him aside for Lin Xuan, leaving him hanging!
Lin Xuan…
Just you wait.
The veins on Huo Shen’s hands bulged.
Su Hua’s gaze never left the phone. When she saw the Yundu University basketball team deliberately targeting her Xuan, her eyes narrowed dangerously.
Hmph.
Daring to treat her Xuan like this? They must have a death wish.
Even though Lin Xuan dodged every attack from the Yundu players, the cold aura around Su Hua didn’t fade in the slightest.
Jiang Qing frowned in confusion. The fangirls weren’t confessing anymore, so why did President Su still look so furious?
What was going on?
Curious, she peeked at the phone—only to see a Yundu University player trying to trip Lin Xuan.
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
This guy was asking for death!
No wonder President Su’s mood had soured.
Someone was targeting the man she cherished most—of course she’d be furious.
Once the video ended, Su Hua forwarded it to Jiang Qing.
"Find someone to beat them up. Just don’t kill them," she ordered.
"Yes, President Su," Jiang Qing replied respectfully.
Su Hua lowered her head, her slender fingers tapping out a message to Wang Dahe.
[Su Hua]: At Shangqing University?
Wang Dahe replied instantly: Reporting to President Su—at Yundu University.
[Su Hua]: Got it.
She pocketed her phone and strode toward the office door.
Jiang Qing blinked. "President Su, where are you going?"
Su Hua smirked. "To Yundu University—to pick up Xuan."
Jiang Qing glanced at Huo Shen and feigned concern. "But President Su, President Huo is still reporting to you."
Su Hua: "It can wait until I get back."
A knowing smile tugged at Jiang Qing’s lips.
She’d expected that answer.
She’d deliberately said it to make Huo Shen realize—Su Hua didn’t care about him at all.
Without another word, Su Hua left.
Huo Shen’s fists trembled.
Again! Hua’er had abandoned him for Lin Xuan again!
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Yundu University
The three basketball matches had ended, with Yundu University’s score still glaringly stuck at zero.
The Yundu players were utterly crushed, their faces ashen.
"He’s a monster! Where the hell did Lin Xuan come from?!"
"Damn it, I’m quitting basketball after this. I’m done!"
"If only Lin Xuan was from Yundu… Then it’d be Shangqing University getting humiliated instead!"
They groaned in despair.
Meanwhile, the Shangqing University team was basking in victory, grinning from ear to ear.
This had been way too fun.
With Lin Xuan around, everything was a blast—especially watching Yundu’s team get demolished.
Lin Xuan sauntered up to Lin Li, stopping just short of him with a taunting smirk.
"So, Lin Li—how’s that big fat zero tasting?" His smug expression was downright punchable.
Lin Li’s fists clenched, his face alternating between green and white.
Just you wait, Lin Xuan!
Once he fully secured the Jiang family’s backing and Su Hua abandoned Lin Xuan, he’d make sure Lin Xuan suffered!
Lin Xuan raised a brow. "Lin Li, you schemed so hard to kick me out of the Lin family just to inherit its wealth, right? Too bad Starlight Group’s already bankrupt. Your little dream? Crushed."
Lin Li’s knuckles turned white.
Damn him!
He couldn’t stand Lin Xuan’s gloating face!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Li forced a cold laugh. "So what if it’s bankrupt? Dad still has plenty of money, and my sisters have their own careers. I’ll still live well."
Not to mention, he’d already latched onto the Jiang family.
Once they introduced him at the family banquet, countless people would flock to him.
With enough connections and resources, starting his own business would be a breeze.
If Lin Xuan could build Skyreach Group from nothing, so could he!
Lin Xuan smirked.
True, the Lin family still had money—but that wouldn’t last long either.
"Lin Xuan," Lin Li sneered, lifting his chin, "when I framed you and tried to drive you out, it wasn’t just about the company. It was also about Mom, Dad, and our sisters’ love."
"Tch."
Lin Xuan scoffed. "That worthless ‘family love’? Take it if you want it."
He couldn’t care less.
In this world, all he needed was Hua’er. Nothing else mattered.
Lin Li searched Lin Xuan’s face for even a trace of pain—but found none.
His fists shook with rage.
How could he forget?
If Lin Xuan truly cared about family, he wouldn’t have ignored their sisters’ apologies or rejected Lin Chang’s pleas to return after that incident.
Every sign pointed to one thing: Lin Xuan had cut ties with the Lin family.
Now, he just wanted them ruined.
Using ‘family’ to provoke him was pointless.
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