Soft and Weak

Lin Xuan smirked coldly. "I don't think much of it. Three hundred thousand? Are you trying to pay off a beggar?"

"Then I'll give you eight hundred thousand, kid. You’d never save that much in your lifetime. Just hand her over, and the money’s yours." Boss Wang pulled out a bank card, twirling it between his fingers.

Lin Xuan let out a derisive laugh.

"Eight hundred thousand? I thought you were talking about some astronomical sum."

Seeing Lin Xuan’s stubborn defiance, Boss Wang gave up on him and turned his attention to Su Hua instead.

A lecherous grin spread across his face.

"Sweetheart, why not come with me? I’ll make sure you live in luxury—twenty thousand a month, buy whatever you want."

A female bodyguard watching the scene shook her head.

What a fool.

He’s done for.

Even if Young Master Lin doesn’t deal with him, Miss Su will definitely settle the score later.

But for now, in front of Lin Xuan, she’ll play the delicate, helpless victim.

"Come on, let’s go have a drink with me."

Boss Wang reached out to grab Su Hua.

"Ah Xuan..."

Su Hua ducked into Lin Xuan’s arms, feigning fear. "Protect me."

Lin Xuan knew she was acting—he’d seen firsthand how she handled Lin Li, Qin Ruoyao, and Su Hai.

Still, her fragile, dependent act pleased him.

He tightened his grip around her slender shoulders. "Just stay close to me, Hua Bao."

"Mm." Su Hua nodded obediently.

One of the bodyguards gaped. "Is that really our Miss?"

He’d been training abroad for the past two years and hadn’t returned to Night Garden until now. This was his first assignment guarding her.

The Miss Su he knew was called the ruthless "Demoness"—she wouldn’t even blink if shot in the chest.

Since when had she become so delicate?

The female bodyguard chuckled. "That’s her, no doubt about it. But around Young Master Lin, she’s just an ordinary woman who leans on her man."

The bodyguard’s face was a picture of shock.

He’d heard rumors about how close Miss Su and Young Master Lin were, but he never imagined she’d behave like this in front of him.

Just as Boss Wang’s hand was about to touch Su Hua, Lin Xuan seized his wrist.

His expression was icy.

"Don’t even think about her," Lin Xuan said coldly.

Boss Wang flinched at the menace in his eyes.

But then he felt a surge of self-disgust.

What was there to fear from some brat?

"So you want to protect your little beauty, huh?" Boss Wang sneered. "Let’s see if you can!"

"Mark my words—this woman is mine today."

To intimidate Lin Xuan, Boss Wang kicked over a nearby stool.

Lin Xuan’s gaze turned even colder.

Daring to covet Hua Bao? He was asking for death.

"Kid," Li Yong, one of Boss Wang’s lackeys, warned, "you’d better back off."

He pointed at Boss Wang. "You can’t afford to mess with him."

"Oh really?" Lin Xuan’s voice was eerily calm. "Well, I’m messing with him anyway."

Boss Wang’s face darkened.

No one had ever dared disrespect him like this.

Fine. Just fine.

He grabbed a liquor bottle from a nearby table and swung it at Lin Xuan’s head.

Lin Xuan kept one arm around Su Hua’s slender shoulders while his other hand twisted Boss Wang’s wrist with brutal force.

"Ah—!"

A howl of pain erupted as the bottle slipped from Boss Wang’s grip.

But before it could shatter on the floor, Lin Xuan caught it midair.

CRASH!

To everyone’s shock, he smashed the bottle over Boss Wang’s head instead.

Shards of glass rained to the ground.

Blood gushed from Boss Wang’s scalp.

He touched his head, then stared at his crimson-stained fingers in horror. "Blood… so much blood!"

Li Yong saw his chance.

If he impressed Boss Wang now, he could secure the lucrative South Cloud City construction project through his brother-in-law.

Finally, all those years of taekwondo training would pay off.

"You dare attack Boss Wang? You’re dead!"

"Today, I’ll teach you a lesson, you arrogant punk!"

Li Yong rolled up his sleeves and charged at Lin Xuan, fists flying.

Lin Xuan remained unfazed.

He covered Su Hua’s eyes gently. "Hua Bao, don’t look," he murmured.

"Mm, I’ll listen to Ah Xuan." Su Hua nodded obediently.

The bodyguard’s jaw dropped.

Young Master Lin was treating Miss like some fragile damsel in distress.

But then again…

His eyes flicked to Su Hua.

She did look the part right now.

What the hell had happened in the two years he’d been away?

As Li Yong lunged, Lin Xuan pivoted smoothly, pulling Su Hua out of harm’s way.

Then he drove his foot into Li Yong’s groin.

"AAARGH—!"

Li Yong crumpled to the ground, clutching his crotch and writhing in agony.

He was sure he’d been neutered.

Bystanders winced and instinctively crossed their legs.

Yikes.

Just watching that hurt.

Boss Wang glared at his two remaining men. "What are you idiots waiting for? Teach him a lesson!"

"Boss, we—we can’t beat him!" one stammered.

If even Li Yong, a black belt, went down in one hit, what chance did they—untrained nobodies—have?

Boss Wang’s face twisted. "You two don’t want my business anymore, is that it?"

The brothers clenched their fists.

Their livelihoods depended on Boss Wang. Without his contracts, they’d be broke.

Swallowing their fear, they rushed at Lin Xuan, eyes squeezed shut.

They could only pray he’d go easy on them.

The moment they got within striking distance—

THUD! THUD!

Lin Xuan kicked them one after another, sending them flying into a table leg.

The younger man who’d warned Boss Wang earlier hid in a corner, clutching his pounding heart in relief.

Thank god I didn’t follow him. That could’ve been me.

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