A Perfect Match

The Night Roses had always been a name that struck fear into people's hearts.

At the mere mention of their name, underground organizations would scatter far and wide.

For so long, no one had dared to challenge them—yet now, someone had not only dared but successfully snatched something from them.

This was nothing short of a direct provocation.

They couldn’t swallow their anger and had long wanted to retaliate.

But their leader had been too preoccupied, lost in the company of men, leaving no time for such matters.

Surely, by now, their leader wasn’t still clinging to Young Master Lin Xuan every moment, was she?

"Has the Golden Dragon Gang made any moves recently?" Su Hua asked.

"No," her subordinate shook his head.

Strangely enough,

rumors said the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang hadn’t been seen around for a while either.

Their informants reported that the gang leader was too busy accompanying his woman to bother with gang affairs.

In their line of work—the underworld—people usually cared only about profit. Women were just for fun.

Yet here were both their own leader and the Golden Dragon Gang’s boss, setting aside their organizations for love.

In a way, the two of them were quite a match.

"If that’s the case, then let’s put the Golden Dragon Gang matter aside for now," Su Hua said expressionlessly.

After handling company affairs, she still had to return to spend time with Xuan. She had no energy left for Night Roses business.

"Leader, it’s been months already. Are we really letting this go?" the subordinate couldn’t help but press.

Rumors were spreading—that after being provoked for so long, Night Roses was too afraid of the Golden Dragon Gang to retaliate, that they were hiding.

They were itching to settle the score.

Su Hua replied coolly, "If you want to take on the Golden Dragon Gang yourself, be my guest."

The subordinate quickly shook his head. "No, no. Leader, when you have time, you can deal with them."

The new leader of the Golden Dragon Gang was ruthless. In just a year, he’d transformed the gang from a struggling small-time group into a major force, second only to Night Roses.

His methods were undoubtedly sharp.

If he led men against them, he’d just be cannon fodder. Only their leader stood a chance.

"Anything else?" Su Hua asked flatly.

"No."

"Then from now on, unless it’s urgent, contact Jiang Qing instead of calling me."

With that, she hung up.

She was the leader of Night Roses—the Dark Rose.

Neither "Dark Rose" nor "Night Roses" had a good reputation.

They were labeled as merciless, lawless.

She herself was called the "Demon Queen."

Afraid of frightening Xuan, she never wanted him to know she’d founded Night Roses.

Su Hua set down her phone.

Lin Xuan pushed open the study door from the bedroom.

"Hua Bao, it’s getting late. Let’s go eat," he said.

"Alright."

Su Hua nodded, letting him take her hand as they headed downstairs.

Her eyes curved slightly.

In the past, she’d reveled in bloodshed—only killing brought her excitement.

During her time as an assassin in the Shadow Organization and later fighting for power in the Su Family, her hands had been stained with endless blood.

But now, living this quiet life with Xuan… it wasn’t so bad.

A faint smile touched her lips.

At the dining table, Lin Xuan began his usual routine of feeding her.

The servants in Night Garden watched their interactions with envy.

"Miss and Young Master Lin are so in love. They look so happy together."

People talked about the "seven-year itch,"

about how couples grew distant over time, how they fought.

But in their eyes, even ten years later, Miss and Young Master Lin would still be just as devoted, without a single quarrel.

Soon,

it was the day before the recognition banquet.

Lin Family Residence.

"Sir, here’s the formalwear you requested," a suited man handed a tailored suit to Lin Li.

Lin Li’s eyes gleamed as he took it.

This suit was custom-made, costing hundreds of thousands.

As the guest of honor at the Jiang Family’s banquet, he had to appear in his finest form.

But…

Lin Li touched the bruises on his face.

After that basketball game with Lin Xuan, he’d been beaten so badly the marks still hadn’t faded—patches of red and blue, swollen around his eyes.

At the banquet, he’d surely be the target of quiet ridicule.

Lin Xuan must be gloating over this.

Lin Li’s gaze darkened.

He had to make Lin Xuan pay—and ensure he couldn’t attend the banquet at all.

With that thought, he pulled out his phone.

"Are the preparations to deal with Lin Xuan ready?" he asked coldly.

"I’ve arranged plenty of men to handle him. But, Mr. Lin, if Lin Xuan doesn’t show up, there’s nothing I can do," the voice on the other end admitted.

Lin Li frowned.

Then he’d have to find a way to lure Lin Xuan out.

"Keep watching him," Lin Li ordered.

"Don’t worry, we’ve got eyes on him."

After hanging up, Lin Li carried the suit inside.

Jiang Shuqin frowned when she saw it. "Li’er, why did you buy a new suit? Are you attending some important event?"

Lin Li’s eyes flickered. "Because of my computer skills, a graduate advisor at Yundu University took notice of me. He’s taking me to an important banquet tomorrow and insisted I dress well, so I got this."

Jiang Shuqin looked at the son she’d doted on since childhood and nodded approvingly.

Yundu University was one of Xia Country’s top institutions.

A graduate advisor had connections. Taking Li’er to a high-profile event meant introducing him to influential figures.

"Li’er, rest well tonight. You’ll need to be at your best for the banquet," she said warmly.

"Of course, Mom." Lin Li nodded obediently.

"I’ll head to my room now."

"Alright."

Jiang Shuqin forced a smile.

Once he left, she sat alone on the sofa, staring at the empty villa. Her eyes reddened.

Her hands still ached. She could only hope the Dragon Boat Festival would come soon, giving her a break.

Goodnight, everyone.

Thank you for the gifts, Little Panda 06 and others.

Uu.