Damn Dog Food

"Mm."

Lin Xuan nodded casually and continued walking outside with Su Hua.

"Xuan, wait."

Su Hua suddenly called out to stop him.

"What is it, Hua Bao?" Lin Xuan paused, his face full of confusion.

Su Hua hooked her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes, and pressed her lips to his.

Employees of Tianmu Group passing by couldn’t contain their excitement at the sight.

"Ahhh! I’ve always heard that the boss and his girlfriend were super close, but I never expected them to be this sweet! I feel like I’m getting diabetes just watching them!"

"Suddenly, I get why fangirls love shipping couples. The boss and his girlfriend are such a perfect match!"

"Lock them in! Lock them in forever! Someone needs to drag them straight to the altar!"

"Forget dragging them—let’s just carry the civil affairs office to them!"

Jiang Yutong, who had just stepped out of her office, also witnessed the scene.

She: "..."

Again?! She had lost count of how many times she’d seen them kissing.

She felt like she’d been force-fed dog food yet again.

Seriously, she’d even gotten herself a boyfriend just to avoid this exact situation.

And yet, even in a relationship, she still couldn’t escape the endless barrage of sweetness from these two.

Three minutes later, Su Hua finally pulled away.

"It’s nothing. I just suddenly felt like kissing you," she said, her eyes curving into crescents.

Lin Xuan frowned.

Having been with Su Hua for so many years, he knew her well—she wasn’t the type to enjoy public displays of affection just for the thrill of it.

Every time she did this, it was usually because she was jealous…

Was she worried someone at the company might try to seduce him? Was this her way of marking her territory?

No.

He couldn’t let her misunderstand.

Otherwise, his kidneys might end up fleeing his body by high-speed rail again once they got home.

Lin Xuan didn’t even consider Jiang Yutong a possibility—after all, she was his biological cousin.

"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan raised two fingers in a vow. "At the company, everyone knows I have a girlfriend. No one would dare try anything. Besides, every time I come here, I only ever meet with Uncle Lei. I don’t get close to any other women."

"Right, Uncle Lei?" Lin Xuan turned to Lei Hui for confirmation.

Lei Hui nodded along.

"That’s right. The boss only ever comes to see me. Don’t worry, Ms. Su—our boss is a model of male virtue."

Lei Hui had no idea why Lin Xuan had suddenly brought this up, but agreeing with the boss was always the right move.

Lin Xuan: "..."

Male virtue?

What male virtue?!

He just didn’t want Su Hua overthinking things—this had nothing to do with "virtue."

"Uncle Lei," Lin Xuan added, "arrange for a company-wide notice. Make it clear that I’m taken, and any employee who crosses the line will be fired."

"Yes, boss." Lei Hui nodded.

A glimmer of amusement flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.

Xuan really was so well-behaved, always drawing clear boundaries with other women.

Seeing her smile, Lin Xuan finally relaxed.

His kidneys were safe… for now.

"Hua Bao, it’s getting late. Let’s go eat," Lin Xuan suggested.

"Okay."

Su Hua nodded. Before leaving, she glanced at Jiang Yutong.

Jiang Yutong frowned.

Why did it feel like Lin Xuan’s girlfriend had just looked at her like she was a rival?

She shook her head.

Must be her imagination.

Su Hua knew she was Lin Xuan’s cousin—why would she see her as a threat?

Jiang Yutong’s phone rang—it was Jiang Manting.

"Hey sis, what’s up?"

"Yutong, are you done with work?" Jiang Manting asked.

"Yeah, just finished."

"Let’s grab dinner. I’ll take you to your favorite place."

"I’ll pass," Jiang Yutong sighed.

After that overdose of sweetness, she had no appetite left.

Ugh.

If she’d known getting a boyfriend wouldn’t spare her from dog food, she wouldn’t have bothered.

She sighed again.

Oh well.

Right now, she needed to figure out how to get Lin Xuan to accept them.

The entire way out, Lin Xuan held Su Hua’s hand.

Tianmu employees watched them enviously.

"Our boss is clearly the gentle, devoted type. I’m so jealous of his girlfriend—how lucky is she to have his love?"

"Right? I’d give up ten years of my life just to be with someone like him."

"Let’s be real, though. A man like the boss—so handsome, so successful—is way out of our league. His girlfriend is stunning, with a perfect figure and incredible presence. Of course he’d fall for someone like her."

Many women in the company secretly admired Lin Xuan.

But one look at Su Hua, and they knew they stood no chance.

With her around, the boss would never even glance their way.

Back in the car, Lin Xuan took the wheel while Su Hua sat in the passenger seat.

"Hua Bao," he said seriously, "you’re the only one I love. There’s no way I’d ever be with anyone else."

He could tell Su Hua still worried—afraid he’d leave or be stolen away.

It was his fault, really. Those two years he’d spent trying to escape her had left deep scars.

He had to make sure she felt secure.

If Jiang Qing knew what Lin Xuan was thinking, he’d scoff.

This wasn’t about insecurity—it was pure possessiveness. A yandere through and through.

"I believe you, Xuan." Su Hua smiled faintly.

Just then, a phone rang.

Lin Xuan checked the caller ID.

Chen Ling?

After her behavior last time, he had a feeling she might be interested in him.

Whether she was or not, he needed to keep his distance.

Especially since Su Hua knew that, as kids, he and Chen Ling had played house—pretending to be husband and wife.

He hung up without answering.

"Who was that?" Su Hua asked.

"Nothing important," Lin Xuan avoided her gaze. "Just someone irrelevant."

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