He stood up and planted his foot firmly on Lin Li's chest.
"Lin Li, I don’t have a disgusting little brother like you."
When he first returned to the Lin family from the orphanage, he had genuinely treated Lin Li as his own younger brother.
But what did he get in return?
Nothing but Lin Li’s endless schemes and betrayals. Because of Lin Li, he was despised by the Lin family, beaten and scolded—all orchestrated by Lin Li himself!
"Lin Li, no matter how much you beg, I’ll never let you off the hook." Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a cruel smirk. "Lin Li, I love watching you writhe in pain."
Rather than killing Lin Li outright, he preferred to make him suffer—to let him live a life worse than death.
Otherwise, he would’ve found a way to kill Lin Li long ago.
He wanted Lin Li to watch as he climbed to heights Lin Li could never reach.
Lin Li gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Xuan with pure hatred.
He wished he could tear that smug look right off Lin Xuan’s face!
But right now, he was nothing but a helpless fish on the chopping block, while Lin Xuan held the knife. There was nothing he could do—Lin Xuan could do whatever he wanted to him.
Lin Xuan glanced at Older Chen and Second Chen.
The two men were kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Su Hua called Lin Xuan.
He had set a special ringtone for her number.
When the call came through, Lin Xuan frowned.
He couldn’t let his beloved Hua find out he was dealing with someone like this.
"Gag Lin Li. Make sure he doesn’t make a single sound," Lin Xuan ordered.
"Yes," Cheng Da and Cheng Er responded immediately, stepping forward to tightly cover Lin Li’s mouth.
Lin Xuan answered the call, his voice softening instantly. "Hua."
Cheng Da shook his head.
Their boss was such a different person around Su Hua—so gentle, so composed.
But then again, Su Hua also put on an act in front of him.
No wonder people said they were a match made in heaven.
"Xuan, are you still at the banquet?" Su Hua asked.
"Yeah, but I had a bit to drink. Feeling a little dizzy, so I stepped out to rest for a while."
"Then come home soon. I’ll be waiting for you," Su Hua said.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.
Su Hua hung up.
She had been frustrated earlier, tangled in an overseas project. Whenever she felt like this, her mind would fill with thoughts of Xuan.
Hearing his voice calmed her down, and she returned to her work with renewed focus.
Jiang Qing couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Young Master Lin really was Su Hua’s emotional stabilizer.
They were perfect for each other—absolutely meant to be.
Tsk.
When Lin Xuan wasn’t around, Su Hua actually became more diligent—rushing to meetings, burying herself in work.
Truly, a man’s charm could be a woman’s downfall.
Meanwhile, Lin Li listened to Lin Xuan’s words, a plan forming in his mind.
So Lin Xuan was afraid of Su Hua seeing this vicious side of him.
That meant Su Hua had no idea what Lin Xuan was really like.
If he could expose Lin Xuan’s cruelty, maybe Su Hua would abandon him.
Lin Xuan ended the call.
Hua was waiting for him at home, so he needed to wrap things up with Lin Li quickly. Besides, the reporters would be arriving soon.
He looked at Lin Li and smirked coldly.
Lin Li’s heart pounded violently—fear and dread coursing through him.
"Cheng Da, Cheng Er, feed these two men two packets of powder each," Lin Xuan commanded.
Older Chen and Second Chen shuddered.
This was a potent aphrodisiac meant for livestock—one packet was unbearable, let alone two.
With two, their bodies might just explode.
Older Chen stammered, "M-Mr. Lin—no, Young Master Lin—could you maybe give us less? Or none at all? We’ll do whatever you say! We’ll take care of Lin Li, no problem!"
His gaze slid toward Lin Li.
The guy was delicate, with fair skin and delicate features—especially now that he was a eunuch.
Perfect for the role of a submissive.
It’d be a new experience, something they hadn’t tried before.
Lin Xuan raised a brow. "Do you really think you’re in a position to bargain?"
Older Chen immediately shut his mouth.
Fine. Taking the drugs was better than dying.
"I’ll take it myself. No need to trouble you," Older Chen said.
"Good. Here."
Cheng Da handed him the powder.
Older Chen clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and swallowed it all.
Just as Second Chen was about to do the same—
"Wait." Cheng Da stopped him.
"Young Master, there are four packets here. If they each take two, that’s all of it. Did you forget someone’s share?" Cheng Da pointed out.
"Lin Li doesn’t need any," Lin Xuan said.
"Why?" Cheng Er asked, curious.
Lin Xuan smirked. "Because this drug clouds the mind. I want Lin Li to experience every second of this—fully conscious."
Cheng Da: "…"
Cheng Er: "…"
Damn.
Their boss was ruthless.
Anyone who crossed him was in for a world of suffering.
Cheng Da turned to Second Chen. "You’re taking both packets."
"I’ll do it, I’ll do it!"
Like Older Chen, Second Chen didn’t dare resist. He tipped his head back and swallowed the powder.
Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction.
Good. At least these two knew how to follow orders.
As time passed, Older Chen and Second Chen’s faces grew flushed.
"So hot… so hot…"
They tugged at their clothes, their eyes glazing over with lust.
Lin Li’s terror multiplied infinitely.
He scrambled up from the ground and threw himself at Lin Xuan’s feet.
"Lin Xuan, just kill me!" he begged.
He’d rather die than endure what was coming.
"Not happening," Lin Xuan chuckled. "Murder is illegal. I don’t break the law."
Cheng Da and Cheng Er nearly rolled their eyes into the back of their skulls.
Boss, they thought, you’ve killed plenty of people.
Sometimes, their boss had no shame.
"Lin Li, enjoy yourself."
Lin Xuan turned and ordered, "Untie him. The ropes are just in the way."
"Yes."
Cheng Da and Cheng Er quickly loosened the bindings, then followed Lin Xuan toward the door.
Lin Li tried to bolt for freedom, but before he could take more than a few steps, Older Chen and Second Chen—now completely consumed by the drugs—grabbed his legs and dragged him back.
All Lin Li could do was watch helplessly as the door slammed shut.
"NO!"
His scream was raw, desperate, as the reality of his fate closed in around him.
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
