Old Master Su, being a man of experience, instantly understood what was going on.
A knowing smile spread across his face. "Good, good. Since they're tired, let them sleep in. I’m in no hurry to see them."
It seemed the young couple had been busy last night trying for a baby.
Excellent.
The more time they spent together, the higher the chances of Hua'er getting pregnant.
Old Master Su continued sipping his porridge.
After breakfast, he settled on the sofa, put on his sunglasses, and picked up a newspaper.
By ten o'clock, Lin Xuan finally woke up.
Su Hua had been awake for a while but hadn’t gotten up. Instead, she lay on her side, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Xuan.
The moment he opened his eyes, her stunning face filled his vision.
Even though Lin Xuan was used to Su Hua’s beauty, he was still captivated by her every time.
Hua must have fallen for him back on the island.
Back then, he had nothing to offer—yet she had still chosen him…
As soon as Su Hua saw Lin Xuan wake up, she rolled over and pinned him down beneath her.
Still groggy from sleep, Lin Xuan felt the soft press of her lips against his.
The room was silent except for the sound of their kiss.
The air thickened with intimacy.
Three minutes later, Su Hua pulled away, resting her forehead against his, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Xuan, that’s your good morning kiss."
"Hua, I’m starving. Let’s go eat breakfast first."
Lin Xuan scrambled out of bed and hurried into the bathroom to wash up.
He was desperate to avoid Su Hua taking things further. They said men woke up with strong desires—but women were no exception.
He’d learned that the hard way before.
After being thoroughly exhausted last night, he couldn’t handle another round this morning.
By the time Lin Xuan finished washing up and stepped out of the bathroom, Su Hua was still lounging on the bed.
He walked over. "Hua, aren’t you going to freshen up?"
Su Hua wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him. "Xuan, my arms and legs are weak, and I’m still sore. Will you help me wash up?"
Her voice dripped with sweetness, a clear attempt at coaxing him.
Images from last night flashed through Lin Xuan’s mind. He averted his gaze from her hands and lips, feeling slightly flustered.
"Alright, I’ll carry you."
He scooped her up in his arms.
A triumphant gleam flickered in Su Hua’s eyes.
After helping her freshen up, Lin Xuan dutifully carried her downstairs.
Su Hua’s neck bore several telltale red marks.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had a small cut on the corner of his mouth—clearly from someone’s teeth.
The servants exchanged knowing glances at the sight of them.
The young mistress and Master Lin were so affectionate.
They’d stayed up late last night… and things had clearly gotten intense.
Lin Xuan noticed their looks but wasn’t fazed. After a year of this, he was used to it.
Old Master Su heard footsteps descending the stairs and set down his newspaper.
His eyes lit up when he saw the couple.
Excellent.
If Hua’er wanted a child, given how things were between them, she’d probably conceive soon.
"Little Xuan, Hua’er, you must be hungry. Go ahead and eat."
Lin Xuan froze.
Damn it!
Old Master Su!
He’d completely forgotten—the old man had stayed overnight at the estate!
And now, here they were, looking like this…
Under Old Master Su’s amused and scrutinizing gaze, Lin Xuan nearly dropped Su Hua in shock. Thankfully, he caught himself in time.
Su Hua narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Grandfather was still here…
"Old Master Su, Hua and I will go eat first."
Without waiting for a response, Lin Xuan hurried toward the dining room, his steps slightly unsteady.
Old Master Su chuckled and shook his head. "Look at Little Xuan—still so shy."
The butler from the main residence remarked, "It’s only natural for a young man to be embarrassed when caught like this by his elders."
"Master…"
The butler hesitated.
Butler Wang set down his newspaper. "Speak your mind."
"Master, don’t you think staying here makes you a rather glaring third wheel?"
Old Master Su nodded. "True. But since Hua’er isn’t planning for a child yet, I might as well enjoy the free meals."
In the dining room, Lin Xuan placed Su Hua on a chair.
As he straightened up, she kept one arm looped around his neck. "Xuan, were you embarrassed in front of Grandfather just now?"
Lin Xuan denied it instantly. "No, why would I be?"
Of course, he had been—being seen like that by an elder was mortifying.
But admitting it?
Absolutely not.
"Is that so?"
Su Hua’s eyes shimmered with amusement, though whether she believed him was unclear.
"Hua, your stomach isn’t great. You should eat."
Lin Xuan deftly changed the subject, placing a steamed bun in her bowl.
Su Hua didn’t move, just kept watching him.
Then she rubbed her wrist pointedly.
Lin Xuan caught on immediately.
"Hua, let me feed you."
And so, he resumed his usual role—doting on her.
After breakfast, Su Hua spoke up. "Xuan, let’s go back to our room."
With Old Master Su in the living room, Lin Xuan would inevitably get caught up in conversation, leaving her sidelined.
She didn’t want to share him.
"Hua, Old Master Su is here. We should spend some time with him," Lin Xuan reasoned.
Truthfully, they rarely visited the main residence.
Ignoring the old man entirely might give him the wrong impression.
Su Hua pressed her lips together but said nothing.
Lin Xuan carried her to the living room and set her down on the sofa.
Old Master Su noticed her sour expression immediately.
A pang of bitterness struck him.
Hua’er really had no room for him now that she had Lin Xuan.
Ah, daughters truly grew up and left their families behind.
Old Master Su didn’t want to intrude, but he was bored and needed company.
Since Su Hua was clearly in no mood to chat, he turned his attention back to Lin Xuan.
The two fell into easy conversation.
Su Hua’s expression darkened further as she watched them.
During Old Master Su’s stay, he often pulled Lin Xuan aside to talk.
Whenever Su Hua wasn’t around, the old man would share stories about her childhood.
Lin Xuan loved hearing about Su Hua’s past, but with each tale, his heart ached for her.
Hua had endured so much hardship.
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