She felt her condition was getting worse.
At first, Xuan resisted her, repeatedly trying to escape from her side. Back then, she only wished for him to treat her a little better—that would have been enough.
But now that Xuan was willingly staying with her, she began craving even more.
She wanted Xuan to have only her in his world, to see no one else—whether man or woman…
Yet she knew he disliked this possessive, almost pathological side of her, so she kept suppressing it.
"Mhm." Lin Xuan, unaware of the danger, nodded and said, "Old Master Su is getting on in years. If there’s something he enjoys talking about, of course I’ll indulge him."
"Heh—"
Su Hua let out a low chuckle.
How filial Xuan was.
Huh?
Lin Xuan looked at the woman in front of him, puzzled.
Why did it feel like Hua Bao was being sarcastic?
It never crossed his mind that Su Hua might be jealous—after all, Old Master Su was her grandfather, and a man at that.
Jealous of Old Master Su? Impossible.
"Xuan seems quite energetic. How about we do something fun?" Su Hua’s slender, delicate fingers trailed down Lin Xuan’s chest, carrying a seductive allure.
"Hua Bao."
Lin Xuan caught her hand. "It’s late, and we’ve already done it several times before and after the banquet. You must be tired—let’s rest."
Su Hua raised an eyebrow. "Are you doubting my stamina?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Wait a minute—wasn’t that the kind of line the male lead in a domineering CEO novel would say to the female lead?
"Hua Bao, have you been reading those CEO novels?" Lin Xuan couldn’t help but ask.
"Mhm." Su Hua’s fingertip brushed against his lips. "Jiang Qing gave them to me. I’ve read quite a few."
Lin Xuan: "..."
Damn it!
Why did Secretary Jiang keep giving Hua Bao these weird books to read?
He’d have to teach Jiang Qing a lesson later—otherwise, she’d never learn.
Achoo!
Achoo!
Jiang Qing, who was stuck working overtime at the company, sneezed several times in a row.
She rubbed her nose, confused.
She wasn’t sick, and she didn’t usually sneeze for no reason—unless someone was bad-mouthing her.
But given how many people she’d offended while working under Su Hua, Jiang Qing didn’t dwell on it.
She glanced at the mountain of paperwork before her and sighed gloomily.
While Su Hua was off enjoying herself, wrapped up in sweet moments with Young Master Lin, she, the overworked employee, was stuck grinding away.
Ah.
Life was unfair.
Back at Night Garden, in the bathroom—
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously at the man before her. "Since Xuan doubts my abilities, I’ll just have to prove myself properly."
Lin Xuan hurriedly said, "Hua Bao, you’re amazing. You don’t need to prove anything—I already know."
How could Hua Bao not be amazing?
Even with his cheat-like stamina, he often ended up at her mercy.
"But didn’t Xuan’s words just now imply otherwise?"
Su Hua pressed her red lips to his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Xuan understands."
Thud.
Su Hua braced one hand against the cold bathroom wall, pinning Lin Xuan in place with a domineering stance.
Her other hand accidentally hit the shower switch, and warm water cascaded over them both.
Skin against skin, the air thickened with tension.
Lin Xuan knew there was no escaping tonight. He sighed. "Hua Bao, wait for me on the bed. Let me finish showering first."
If they started in the bathroom, they’d end up moving to multiple locations, and it would drag on forever.
If they went straight to the bed, at least it’d stay contained.
"No need. Right here is fine."
Su Hua curled her lips into a seductive smile. "Doesn’t Xuan think the bathroom adds a little… extra flavor?"
"Be a good boy and give in to me, hm?"
Right now, Su Hua looked like a bandit queen who’d dragged a man back to her lair, forcing him to become her husband.
In the misty haze, the teardrop mole beneath her right eye made her appear even more bewitching.
Originally in a commanding position, Su Hua now wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan’s neck, rising onto her tiptoes to press her lips to his.
Her eyes fluttered shut.
Meanwhile, her mischievous hands wandered across his body.
Before long, Lin Xuan was lost in the intoxicating warmth she wove around him, his arms instinctively encircling her waist…
——Fade to Black——
Once again, Lin Xuan was thoroughly drained.
Exhausted, he collapsed onto the bed while Su Hua nestled against his chest.
Seeing the weariness in his expression, she smirked.
Originally, she’d planned to go easy on him tonight.
But who told Xuan to misbehave, chatting away with Old Master Su and ignoring her completely?
Su Hua gazed at Lin Xuan for a long moment before finally closing her eyes.
The next morning, at nine o’clock—
Old Master Su had already come downstairs for breakfast.
Seated at the dining table, he picked up his spoon.
"Old Master, enjoy your meal," Butler Wang said respectfully.
"Mhm." Old Master Su took a sip of porridge before asking casually, "Have Xuan and Hua gone out already?"
"Miss and Young Master Lin haven’t gotten up yet," Butler Wang replied.
"Still asleep?"
Old Master Su glanced at the clock on the wall—9:02 a.m.
Frowning, he said, "Hua is always disciplined. Even at her latest, she’s up by eight. If she’s still in bed now, could she be unwell?"
"I should check on her."
He stood, ready to head to Su Hua’s room.
"Wait, Old Master." Butler Wang quickly stopped him.
"What is it?" Old Master Su asked, puzzled.
"Old Master," Butler Wang said tactfully, "Young Master Lin and Miss are likely still resting. It might be… inappropriate to disturb them now."
Given how dark Miss’s expression had been yesterday, once Young Master Lin returned to the room, she was bound to punish him.
And the method of punishment? Well, let’s just say it was the kind reserved for couples.
With how late they’d stayed up, plus… that, of course they’d sleep in.
Ugh, it’s been a month and this cough still won’t go away, no matter what I take.
Good night, everyone!
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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