Buying a Coffin

Night Garden.

Butler Wang paced anxiously in the garden.

"I thought Lin Xuan had finally come to his senses and stopped running away, but it was all an act. As soon as the young lady went abroad, he seized the opportunity to marry another woman."

"This time, with Master Lin acting like this, the young lady is sure to be furious."

The other servants in Night Garden also wore grim expressions.

This time, the young lady would undoubtedly unleash the greatest wrath she had ever shown.

Sigh.

Why was it that their young lady was so fixated on Lin Xuan?

Su Hua's car drove into the estate.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

They braced themselves for the storm that was about to come.

The car stopped, and Butler Wang stepped forward to open the door, bowing respectfully. "Young lady."

Su Hua remained silent, her aura radiating a destructive intensity.

Butler Wang glanced at Lin Xuan, who lay unconscious in the back seat, and silently lit a metaphorical candle for him in his heart.

Lin Xuan was locked in the bedroom.

Su Hua sat by the bed, her icy demeanor melting away as she gently caressed the face of the man lying there. "Ah Xuan, if only you could always be this obedient, how wonderful would that be?"

"Why can't you love me?" Su Hua's voice was strained, each word heavy with suppressed emotion, fragile and pitiful. "When I see you being so kind to another woman, I feel like I'm going mad with jealousy. Ah Xuan, stay by my side."

"In this vast world, all I want is you..."

Su Hua gazed at Lin Xuan for a long time before staggering to her feet.

She couldn't stay any longer. Every time she looked at Ah Xuan, all she could see was him standing beside Qin Ruoyao in wedding attire.

She was afraid she might lose control and hurt her beloved Ah Xuan.

Su Hua walked outside.

"Prepare a coffin, one that can fit two people," Su Hua ordered, her voice slightly hoarse.

Butler Wang was taken aback. "Young lady, what are you..."

"Whoever dies first, kill the other," Su Hua commanded with a calm yet heavy tone.

Whether in this life or the next, they would die together.

Butler Wang's expression turned grave.

The young lady was afraid that Master Lin might commit suicide. If he did, she would follow him into the coffin.

Su Hua walked to the training ground.

"Master," a group of people greeted in unison.

Su Hua spoke indifferently, "Spar with me."

Fear flashed across everyone's faces.

The master wanted to spar?

The master's combat skills were terrifyingly high, and they stood no chance against her. Moreover, the master's mood was clearly in a deep freeze.

This... this was just asking them to be human punching bags!

Su Hua stepped onto the sparring platform.

"All of you, come up," Su Hua's gaze swept over the first row of shadow guards.

The shadow guards trembled as they ascended the platform.

Even with all their strength, they were no match for Su Hua.

"Bang—"

"Bang—"

The sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed repeatedly.

One by one, Su Hua kicked the shadow guards away. They clutched their chests, groaning in pain, some with bruised and swollen faces.

After venting her anger on the shadow guards, some of Su Hua's ferocity dissipated.

Su Hua returned to her room and entered the bathroom.

She submerged herself in the bathtub.

Lin Xuan woke up, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The sedative Su Hua had used had disrupted all his plans. Now that she thought he wanted to marry Qin Ruoyao, winning her over would be an uphill battle.

"Ugh," Lin Xuan sighed deeply.

Just reborn, and already thrown into hell mode. What a cursed life!

He needed to figure out how to appease Su Hua.

Otherwise, when this obsessive woman went mad, it would be a nightmare.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Lin Xuan glanced over.

Was Su Hua in the bathroom?

Lin Xuan's mind began to race. He needed to take the initiative.

Su Hua stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and barefoot.

Suddenly.

Lin Xuan appeared, pinning Su Hua against the wall.

Su Hua instinctively grabbed Lin Xuan's neck, but upon realizing it was him, she loosened her grip.

Being so close to Lin Xuan, Su Hua's heart began to race uncontrollably.

"Su Hua, I want to talk about what happened at the wedding," Lin Xuan said.

"The wedding?" Su Hua's lips curled into a smirk. "I ruined your wedding with the woman you love. Ah Xuan, do you hate me for it?"

Lin Xuan shook his head. "I don't hate you, Su Hua. Even if you hadn't drugged me, I would have willingly followed you. Really."

In the past, he might have hated Su Hua for imprisoning him and denying him freedom. But after seeing her avenge him and even commit suicide for him, he no longer felt any hatred.

"Heh—"

Su Hua let out a low laugh. "Ah Xuan, you're quite the charmer. Are you afraid I'll kill Qin Ruoyao, so you're putting on this act for me?"

Lin Xuan: "..."

Great. Whatever he said, it was wrong.

If he said he hated her, Su Hua would go mad.

If he said he didn't, she'd think he was acting.

This was such a headache.

"Ah Xuan, if you dare to run away again, I can't guarantee what I might do to Qin Ruoyao, your parents, or your sisters," Su Hua said in the gentlest tone, yet her words were ice-cold.

In his previous life, Lin Xuan would have lashed out at Su Hua in a fit of rage.

But in this life, Lin Xuan thought: "Holy crap, is this for real?"

He was tempted to defy Su Hua again and run away...

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lin Xuan dismissed it. That was not a risk worth taking. Su Hua was too obsessive. What if she really turned him into a specimen or never let him out again?

For now, it was best not to provoke this obsessive woman.

"Ah Xuan, if you're going to act, keep acting. Don't even think about escaping from my side. As long as you do, the people you care about will remain safe. Otherwise... don't blame me," Su Hua whispered.

"Forget her, Ah Xuan. Give your heart and body to me."

A line from a novel Lin Xuan had once read popped into his mind: To make a woman stop talking and calm her anger, kiss her...

Lin Xuan leaned down and kissed Su Hua's red lips.

Su Hua was momentarily stunned, but then a wave of mockery washed over her.

Ah Xuan, such a proud man... He was willing to go this far to protect Qin Ruoyao. He must truly love her to the core.

How utterly envious.

The air was thick with an ambiguous tension.

The enchantingly beautiful woman pushed Lin Xuan onto the bed.

Lin Xuan frowned.

Huh? Wasn't this supposed to be the other way around? Shouldn't the man be on top?

Su Hua's voice was husky. "Ah Xuan, if you want to protect Qin Ruoyao and the Lin family, then please me. Use your body to please me..."

Lin Xuan had long anticipated that Su Hua would devour him.

But now that the moment had arrived, his heart began to race.

...

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