Lin Xuan was still aware that his phone call with Chen Ling hadn’t ended.
This was something he absolutely couldn’t let Hua Bao hear.
Just as Lin Xuan was about to hang up, Su Hua noticed.
A shadow flickered in her eyes.
She wanted Chen Ling to hear—how could she let A-Xuan end the call?
“A-Xuan.”
Su Hua pressed down on Lin Xuan’s arm and settled onto his lap.
Lin Xuan’s hand jerked, and the phone slipped uncontrollably to the floor.
On the other end, Chen Ling heard a loud thud, as if something had hit the car.
Her heart leaped into her throat again.
“Lin Xuan gege, are you okay?”
Hearing Chen Ling’s voice, a cold glint flashed in Su Hua’s eyes.
“A-Xuan, kiss me.”
Her voice was husky, deliberately loud enough to carry through the phone to Chen Ling’s ears.
Chen Ling’s eyes widened.
That was Su Hua’s voice—Lin Xuan’s girlfriend!
So she really had heard them kissing earlier.
And the reason Lin Xuan gege had suddenly ignored her… it was all because of this woman!
She must have been clinging to him, distracting him so he couldn’t pay attention to her!
Damn it!
That vixen Su Hua!
Chen Ling’s grip on her phone tightened, her eyes darkening.
One day, she would steal Lin Xuan gege back.
Then she’d see how that bitch Su Hua could keep flaunting her victory in her face!
Lin Xuan knew Su Hua was still bothered by Chen Ling’s call. Her sudden demand for a kiss was just to provoke her.
Ah well. His girlfriend—he had to spoil her.
Right now, he had no choice but to indulge Hua Bao.
He cupped the back of Su Hua’s head with one hand, the other wrapping around her slender waist as he captured her lips.
The sound of their passionate kissing filled the car, unmistakably clear to Chen Ling’s ears.
She didn’t hang up. Instead, she tortured herself, listening to every second of it.
Lin Xuan gege was hers!
How dare that bitch?
How dare she?!
Jealousy burned through Chen Ling’s chest, so intense she wished she could shove Su Hua aside and take her place.
The sound of their kissing was like needles in her ears, yet she couldn’t help imagining it was her in Lin Xuan’s arms.
Gradually, their clothes became disheveled.
The air inside the car grew thick with desire.
Su Hua reached out and ended the call with Chen Ling.
She wasn’t about to let another woman hear A-Xuan’s breathless moans…
The abrupt dial tone made Chen Ling stomp her foot in frustration.
“Su Hua, just you wait!”
Her chest heaved with rage.
Su Hua had done this on purpose—made sure she heard everything, flaunted her intimacy with Lin Xuan gege right in her face.
The more Chen Ling thought about it, the angrier she became, until she finally hurled her phone across the room.
She bit her lip.
Let that fox spirit Su Hua gloat for now.
Lin Xuan gege was bound to become a graduate student at Shangqing University, and she was confident she’d get in too.
They were both in the same program—Computer Science.
Once the semester started, she’d have plenty of chances to get close to him.
Proximity was an advantage, and she wasn’t lacking in looks or figure.
She was sure Lin Xuan gege would fall for her eventually.
Lin Xuan’s car was parked in front of Tianmu Group’s headquarters, where employees were now leaving for the day.
A few noticed his vehicle.
“Hey, isn’t that the boss’s car? I’ve seen him get out of that Rolls-Royce before. Didn’t he leave with his girlfriend earlier? Why’s it still here?”
Another frowned. “Maybe he hasn’t left yet?”
One curious colleague even leaned in to peer through the window.
Inside, Lin Xuan and Su Hua were in a state of undress.
Spotting the face at the window, Lin Xuan’s heart skipped a beat.
Even though he knew the tinted glass was completely opaque—and the car had been modified with top-tier soundproofing—he still felt a thrill of danger.
Su Hua, perched on his lap, traced his jawline with her fingers, forcing his attention back to her.
“A-Xuan, focus.”
Lin Xuan inwardly scoffed.
How was he supposed to focus with someone right outside?
The employee squinted hard but saw nothing through the darkened glass.
He sighed in admiration. “Now that’s a luxury car for you—privacy features on another level.”
A few million really did make a difference.
His coworker shrugged. “The boss probably left in another car with his girlfriend. Let’s go.”
The Tianmu employees gradually dispersed as dusk settled.
Inside the car, the two had finally stilled, though their clothes were strewn everywhere.
Su Hua, flushed and glistening with sweat, rested against Lin Xuan’s chest.
“My A-Xuan is so impressive… I just can’t get enough.” She praised him shamelessly.
Lin Xuan coughed and averted his gaze.
“Hua Bao, you must be hungry. Let’s go eat.”
“I’ll help you get dressed first.”
He gathered their clothes and carefully dressed her before she settled properly into the passenger seat.
Now that his mind was clear, Lin Xuan suddenly remembered the phone.
Their… activities had been rather intense. Had Chen Ling heard everything?
Anxious, he checked the call log.
The call had ended much earlier—before things had escalated.
He exhaled in relief.
At least no one else had heard those sounds.
Su Hua smirked. “No need to worry, A-Xuan. I hung up before we started. Why would I let another woman hear you like that?”
Lin Xuan gave her a pointed look.
What kind of twisted hobby was this—flaunting their intimacy just to provoke another woman?
“A-Xuan, your little ‘childhood friend’ wanted you to keep her company. Aren’t you going to call her back?” Su Hua arched a brow.
Lin Xuan corrected her firmly. “Hua Bao, Chen Ling and I aren’t childhood sweethearts. We played together as kids, but after growing up, we barely had any contact.”
In his past life, they’d drifted apart completely.
Who knew she’d develop feelings for him in this one?
“Mm.” Su Hua’s eyes curved in amusement.
Lin Xuan unlocked his phone.
“Hua Bao, didn’t we agree you’d handle Chen Ling from now on?”
He dialed Chen Ling’s number and handed the phone to Su Hua without hesitation. “Since it’s your responsibility, you deal with her.”
“Mm.”
Su Hua took the phone, her lips curling into a satisfied smile.
It seems Lin Xuan really has no feelings for Chen Ling at all.
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