The executives entered the CEO's office and immediately spotted Lin Xuan.
Originally, they had been uneasy, fearing they might face Su Hua's scolding.
But the moment they saw Lin Xuan, their hearts instantly settled.
With Young Master Lin here, Su Hua's mood would surely be excellent—everything was under control!
After finishing their reports, the executives left the office with relaxed expressions.
"Isn't this the end for me?" Another executive, Director Wang, paced nervously by the elevator.
"Director Wang, what's wrong?" asked the executive who had just finished his report, puzzled.
Director Wang replied, "Our department started off on the wrong track. We had to scrap everything and redo it, pulling two all-nighters just to rush through it. We didn’t even have time to check it thoroughly—there must be tons of mistakes. Su Hua has a sharp eye; she’ll definitely spot them."
Su Hua never tolerated even the slightest error in work. She would undoubtedly explode in anger.
His poor heart couldn’t take it.
"Don’t worry," the executive patted Director Wang’s shoulder reassuringly. "Just explain the situation when you go in. Su Hua won’t give you a hard time."
"How can you be so sure? Su Hua is the strictest. Back when I was just a regular employee, our department made a similar mistake, and my supervisor got torn to shreds." Director Wang looked like he was about to cry.
Now that he was the supervisor, he’d be the one getting shredded.
"Director Wang, I’ll say it again—you’ll be fine," the executive insisted.
"How can you be so confident?" Director Wang frowned, confused.
The executive smiled. "Because Young Master Lin is in the office."
Hearing this, Director Wang’s eyes lit up.
Lin Xuan was here!
Perfect, just perfect. Every time Lin Xuan was in the office, Su Hua’s mood was practically radiant.
And when she was in a good mood, she was far more lenient with her employees.
Director Wang walked into the CEO’s office with renewed confidence, holding his documents.
"Su Hua, here’s the proposal our department prepared," he said, placing the file on her desk.
"Su Hua, we initially took the wrong direction, so we redid it, but we haven’t had time to revise it yet."
Su Hua nodded, picking up the proposal and examining it carefully.
Her brows furrowed.
She grabbed a red pen and began marking up the document.
Seeing the sea of red corrections, Director Wang’s heart, which had just settled, shot back up into his throat.
There were far more mistakes than he’d imagined.
Would Lin Xuan’s calming presence still work this time?
With a sharp "snap," Su Hua closed the file, making Director Wang’s heart skip a beat.
She tossed it back in front of him.
Expressionless, she said, "Redo it. Follow my notes and submit a revised version in two days."
Director Wang froze.
That was it?
Su Hua frowned at his stunned expression.
"Any questions?"
"No, none at all!" Director Wang shook his head vigorously.
He took the file and stumbled out of the office in a daze.
No doubt about it—Lin Xuan was truly a miracle worker.
He almost wished he could drag the marriage registry over and force Lin Xuan and Su Hua to tie the knot, just so Lin Xuan could never escape.
Inside the office, Lin Xuan had just finished drafting a schedule.
When he looked up, he saw Su Hua engrossed in reviewing documents, her head slightly lowered.
Lin Xuan was mesmerized.
People always said a man looked his most attractive when focused on work, but a woman deep in concentration was just as captivating.
Su Hua noticed his gaze, her lips curling slightly.
She stood and walked over to him.
"What were you looking at just now, Ah Xuan?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You," Lin Xuan answered without hesitation.
There was no shame in admitting he’d been admiring his future wife.
"Did you like what you saw?" Su Hua pressed.
"Mm. You’re beautiful," Lin Xuan nodded. "Hua Bao, you’re stunning."
Su Hua’s eyes curved with quiet delight.
"If my face pleases Ah Xuan, then I’m honored."
She’d never given much thought to her appearance before, but now she was grateful for it—at least it had caught Lin Xuan’s attention.
"Hua Bao, come here," Lin Xuan said, pulling her to sit beside him.
Su Hua glanced at the paper on the desk. "This is…?" she asked, puzzled.
Lin Xuan explained, "It’s a rest schedule I made for you. From now on, you must eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner on time. No alcohol—it’s bad for your stomach."
"Also, take a ten-minute break every hour of work, and a proper midday rest."
"Hua Bao, your health comes first. You have to follow this schedule strictly. I’ll have Jiang Qing supervise you."
Jiang Qing, who had just entered with coffee, winced internally.
Who would dare supervise a tyrant like Su Hua?
Su Hua wouldn’t listen to her anyway.
But she could always secretly report back to Lin Xuan.
Not wanting to intrude, Jiang Qing set down the coffee and hurried out.
"One more thing, Hua Bao—no more iced drinks. I’ll have the chefs at Ye Garden prepare your meals."
Lin Xuan rambled on, while Su Hua watched him with soft eyes, not the least bit annoyed. Instead, she seemed thoroughly pleased.
When he finally finished, Lin Xuan coughed lightly. "Hua Bao… do you find me nagging?"
"Not at all," Su Hua shook her head, her lips curving. "Ah Xuan cares about my well-being. It makes me happy."
"Good."
Lin Xuan sighed in relief. He’d been worried she might resist.
"Hua Bao, do you have any more work to finish? Let me help, and then we can go out for dinner," he suggested.
Su Hua nodded.
The two sat side by side at the desk, sorting through documents.
Throughout the day, executives came and went from the office.
As they left, they couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
"Su Hua and Lin Xuan—both brilliant, both gorgeous. They’re such a perfect match."
"Absolutely. I wonder when we’ll get to attend their wedding. They’ve been together so long—why aren’t they married yet?"
"Maybe Su Hua has her reasons."
The executives were practically ready to lock the two together forever.
Huo Shen arrived to deliver his report.
Watching the intimate scene between the two, a surge of jealousy burned in his chest.
"Su Hua," he couldn’t help but say, "my report contains confidential company matters. Shouldn’t outsiders step out?"
Su Hua glanced up. "Lin Xuan is my man, and soon my husband. He’s no outsider. Speak."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"