Lin Li was first exposed for having an affair with Qin Ruoyao, then during his wedding banquet with Feng Yaya, it was revealed that he had become impotent, and later, he was caught fooling around with other men. This provided plenty of material and online traffic for gossip.
"Not bad, not bad. This Lin Li is really something," someone remarked.
"One of these days, we should send him a little something to express our gratitude," another added.
At the front desk, the receptionist inquired, "Ma'am, may I ask who your son is?"
"Lin Li. My son is Lin Li," Jiang Shuqin replied.
"Lin Li?" The receptionist gave Jiang Shuqin a strange look.
Wasn’t this the same man who caused such a scandal in their hotel last night?
She had been off duty and missed the spectacle of Lin Li lying beneath two men, but she had seen plenty of photos and videos in the company group chat.
After such a humiliating incident, Lin Li’s mother wasn’t hiding in shame—instead, she was here at the hotel demanding surveillance footage.
The receptionist apologized, "Ma'am, I’m truly sorry, but as a front desk employee, I don’t have the authority to handle surveillance requests. I’ll need to consult our manager."
She called the hotel manager.
"Manager, there’s a woman here claiming to be Lin Li’s mother. She wants to review the surveillance footage, likely to investigate last night’s incident."
The manager frowned. "I’ll be right there."
After hanging up, the receptionist said, "Ma'am, please wait a moment. Our manager will be here shortly."
She discreetly studied Jiang Shuqin.
Lin Li’s mother came across as arrogant, domineering, and lacking in manners.
With a mother like this, no wonder Lin Li turned out so morally corrupt.
Unbeknownst to the receptionist, Jiang Shuqin had arranged for a live broadcast of her visit to the hotel. She had paid a journalist to stream the entire encounter.
The livestream was already drawing a sizable audience.
Despite it being work hours, the number of viewers kept growing.
Who could focus on work when there was juicy gossip to follow?
The comments and live chat buzzed with speculation.
["Jiang Shuqin actually went to the hotel to demand footage? And she hired journalists? Could it be that Lin Li was actually framed?"]
["Earlier, Jiang Shuqin even accused Lin Xuan of setting him up. Given their long-standing feud, it’s not impossible."]
["No way it was Lin Xuan! Lin Xuan has impeccable character. Now that he owns Tianmu Group, the Lin family is nothing but ants to him. Why would he stoop to such underhanded tactics?"]
["Exactly! I agree! There’s no way it was Lin Xuan."]
Lin Xuan was wealthy, capable, and strikingly handsome, earning him a legion of admirers—both women and men who idolized him.
Students from Shangqing University, in particular, were incensed at the suggestion that Lin Xuan was involved.
They furiously typed their rebuttals.
["What’s wrong with you people? Do you have crap for brains? Just because Jiang Shuqin says it was Lin Xuan, you believe her?"]
["I’ve never seen such idiots, letting themselves be led by the nose."]
["If you’ve got nothing better to do, go shovel manure! Your mouths are so foul, dirty work is all you’re good for!"]
Those who had suggested Lin Xuan’s involvement were quickly silenced by his defenders, too intimidated to say another word.
Yikes.
Lin Xuan’s fanbase was terrifying.
Meanwhile, Jiang Qing had seen the livestream on her phone and rushed into the CEO’s office.
"What is it?" Su Hua asked without looking up from her documents.
"Ms. Su, there’s trouble—it involves Young Master Lin," Jiang Qing reported.
Su Hua’s head snapped up, her heart tightening with concern. "What happened?"
Jiang Qing summarized the situation.
"Last night, Young Master Lin attended Wang Dahe’s birthday party, right?"
Su Hua frowned. "How did you know that? Did Xuan tell you?"
Were Jiang Qing and Lin Xuan that close in private?
Jiang Qing: !!!
Damn.
She could practically smell the overwhelming jealousy radiating from Su Hua.
Seriously? Even this could make her jealous?
Jiang Qing quickly clarified, "Ms. Su, didn’t you tell me? Last night, you suddenly said you were going to personally handle a business deal. When I asked why you weren’t accompanying Young Master Lin, you said he was attending Wang Dahe’s birthday party."
At the time, she had thought to herself, No wonder Ms. Su suddenly took on a deal—Young Master Lin ditched her.
Su Hua nodded. "Mhm. Continue."
Jiang Qing could practically feel the icy aura around Su Hua dissipate.
She exhaled in relief.
Serving a boss like this was like walking on thin ice.
"Last night, in the same hotel, Lin Li was caught on camera with two overweight, unattractive men. The scandal blew up."
"This morning, Jiang Shuqin stormed into the hotel demanding surveillance footage, claiming that Lin Li was framed—by Young Master Lin Xuan."
At this, Su Hua chuckled softly. "That does sound like something Xuan would do."
Lin Xuan was well-behaved, but he also had a mischievous streak.
That was why she hadn’t personally dealt with the Lin family—she left them for him to toy with.
Jiang Qing couldn’t help but glance at Su Hua.
The indulgent tone in her voice…
If Lin Xuan committed murder, arson, or even dismemberment, Su Hua would probably still find him adorable.
"Ms. Su, if the surveillance footage reveals anything, should we step in?" Jiang Qing asked.
She, too, suspected Lin Xuan was behind Lin Li’s scandal, which was why she had reported it.
No matter what, Young Master Lin couldn’t be allowed to get into trouble.
Su Hua replied, "Not yet. I’ll handle it. You may leave."
"Yes."
Jiang Qing exited the office.
Su Hua then called Butler Wang to ask if Lin Xuan was awake.
Butler Wang answered, "Madam, Young Master Lin woke up at ten this morning and is currently working in his study."
"Oh? Really?"
Su Hua raised an eyebrow.
She hadn’t expected Lin Xuan to wake up so early. It seemed last night’s… efforts hadn’t been enough.
Next time, she’d have to go longer.
"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
Lin Xuan sneezed several times in succession.
He rubbed his nose, his temples throbbing.
What was going on?
Why did he have such a terrible sense of foreboding?
After ending the call with Butler Wang, Su Hua dialed Lin Xuan’s number.
"Xuan," her gentle voice came through the phone.
Lin Xuan asked, "Hua Bao, what’s up?"
Su Hua said, "Xuan, Jiang Shuqin went to the hotel to review the surveillance footage. She’s claiming you framed Lin Li, and she’s brought journalists to livestream the whole thing."
Lin Xuan replied nonchalantly, "Let her look. It has nothing to do with me anyway."
He had already altered the footage.
In fact, he was more than happy to let the scandal grow.
Now, all he needed to do was watch how Lin Li would end up trapped by his own schemes.
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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