Taking Care of Her

Chen Ling felt utterly wronged by Lin Xuan’s repeated rejections.

Her request wasn’t even unreasonable—she just wanted Lin Xuan to escort her to the hotel.

Yet even such a small favor was something he refused.

"Brother Lin Xuan, you promised Dad you’d take care of me. Have you forgotten so soon?" Chen Ling’s eyes reddened as she spoke, her voice trembling with hurt.

Lin Xuan’s gaze turned icy. "I did promise to look after you, but I never said I’d do everything personally."

"Chen Ling, know your place. There’s already a woman I love."

With that, he took Su Hua’s hand and walked away.

Su Hua couldn’t suppress the smile curling her lips.

Ah, Xuan is behaving quite well today.

"Ah—!"

Chen Ling clutched her hair in frustration, tears streaming down her face.

"Brother Lin Xuan, how could you treat me like this?" she sobbed.

"That woman… she must be a fox spirit!"

She stomped her foot.

It’s all because of that vixen! She’s bewitched Brother Lin Xuan—otherwise, he’d never treat me this way!

Damn it!

One day, I’ll make sure she’s driven far away from him!

The moment Lin Xuan got into the car, Su Hua pinned him against the backseat. With a sharp click, she shut the door behind them.

The driver, witnessing the scene, hastily lowered the partition, sealing off the front seats from the back.

Su Hua’s slender fingers traced the bridge of Lin Xuan’s nose, then his lips.

"Ah Xuan, you really have a way with women, don’t you?" Her voice dripped with danger.

"Another admirer—one who even played house with you as a child, pretending to be your little bride."

Lin Xuan swallowed hard.

She dug up my past with Chen Ling.

If I could go back in time, I’d tell my younger self: Never play house with random girls. My kidneys can’t take the consequences.

"Hua Bao, that was just childish nonsense," he explained hastily. "After I returned to the Lin family, I barely had any contact with her. Even when I visited the orphanage later, I only exchanged a few words with her occasionally. I swear, there’s nothing between us."

Honestly, he was innocent.

He had no idea how Chen Ling had developed feelings for him.

Then again, to Lin Xuan, any woman who fell for him was nothing but trouble.

Because once Su Hua found out, his kidneys would pay the price.

"So little contact, yet she still fell for you?" Su Hua’s lips curved into a smile, though her eyes remained sharp. "Just how many other women are secretly pining for you, Ah Xuan?"

Her mind flashed to the online comments—countless women declaring they’d "bear his monkeys."

Jealousy coiled tightly in her chest.

Wherever he goes, women flock to him.

"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan raised two fingers in a weak vow, "no matter how much they like me, I’ll never spare them a glance. You’re the only one in my heart, now and forever."

"We’re destined to be together, lifetime after lifetime."

Su Hua let out a soft laugh. "Ah Xuan, you really know how to sweet-talk."

She couldn’t deny it—his words did soothe her.

Seeing her crescent-moon smile, Lin Xuan exhaled in relief.

Safe for now.

But then, Su Hua’s voice turned dangerously light.

"Ah Xuan promised Dean Chen to take care of Chen Ling, didn’t he? Tell me… how exactly do you plan to ‘care’ for her?"

She lounged against him, toying with his collar, her expression deceptively casual.

"Hua Bao, don’t worry," Lin Xuan assured. "Even if I help her, I’ll keep my distance."

"Oh?" Su Hua arched a brow. "Then what’s your plan?"

Lin Xuan’s mind raced.

He needed an answer that would satisfy her—or else, she’d never let him off.

Or rather, she’d never let my kidneys off.

Before he could think further, Su Hua’s piercing gaze locked onto him.

"Cat got your tongue, Ah Xuan?" Her finger trailed down to his throat. "Feeling guilty?"

"No, no!"

Panicking, he blurted out, "At most, I’ll cover her tuition and living expenses. If she runs into trouble, I’ll send someone to handle it. That’s it—nothing more!"

Su Hua let out a low chuckle.

"So Ah Xuan wants to earn money to support another woman?"

Lin Xuan: "…"

Wait, wasn’t she supposed to focus on whether I’d interact with Chen Ling?

How did this turn into financial accusations?

Women’s logic truly defies understanding.

"Then… what do you suggest I do, Hua Bao?" His voice wavered slightly.

Su Hua’s reply was cool. "Leave Chen Ling to me. I looked into it—her father left savings of 500,000 yuan. That’s more than enough to see her through university."

Lin Xuan froze.

Dean Chen had that much money?

Su Hua continued, "If she runs into any trouble, I'll send someone to handle it. There's no need to trouble Lin Xuan."

She wanted to minimize Lin Xuan's interactions with Chen Ling as much as possible.

"Sure. No problem," Lin Xuan agreed without hesitation.

Su Hua's decision also saved him some trouble.

Most importantly, this way, Su Hua wouldn’t get too jealous.

After saying this, Su Hua got up from Lin Xuan’s lap.

Then she sat properly in the back seat of the car.

Lin Xuan glanced at Su Hua, puzzled.

He seemed to want to say something but held back.

Su Hua raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Lin Xuan?"

Lin Xuan replied, "Hua Bao, why aren’t you doing anything else to me?"

Just letting him go like that?

Every time Su Hua got jealous before, his kidneys practically fled for their lives.

When she had pinned him down earlier, he’d thought she was going to… well, do more in the car.

Su Hua said, "Today, Dean Chen, who raised you, passed away. I don’t think we should be doing anything else right now."

Her Lin Xuan probably wasn’t in the mood anyway.

It was only because she’d seen Chen Ling clinging to him repeatedly that she couldn’t resist kissing him earlier.

"Su Hua."

Lin Xuan pulled her into a tight embrace. "Thank you."

"I’m your girlfriend. This is what I should do," Su Hua replied.

The car soon arrived at Night Garden.

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