Time passed little by little.
Before they knew it, it was already 1:40 PM.
There were still some tasks left unfinished, but given Lin Xuan's speed, he should be able to wrap everything up in just half an hour.
Shao Xingfan glanced at the time.
He couldn’t bear to let Lin Xuan leave.
If he let Lin Xuan go this time, who knew when he’d get another chance to drag the young master back to help with computer issues?
Besides, the problems Lin Xuan was handling were related to the company.
Su Hua probably wouldn’t blame him for this.
With that thought, Shao Xingfan didn’t let Lin Xuan leave.
Jiang Qing happened to be looking for a supervisor and had no idea Shao Xingfan was keeping Lin Xuan in the office.
In the CEO’s office, Su Hua, who had been sound asleep, slowly opened her eyes. Her beautiful gaze swept across the lounge, but she didn’t see Lin Xuan. Her brows furrowed tightly.
Where’s Ah Xuan?
Did he go back already?
Su Hua straightened her clothes and stepped out of the office, just in time to see Jiang Qing returning.
"Secretary Jiang, where’s Ah Xuan?" Su Hua asked.
Jiang Qing frowned.
It was already 2 PM—had Shao Xingfan still not sent Lin Xuan back?
Shao Xingfan, even I can’t help you now. You’re on your own.
Jiang Qing replied, "Assistant Shao had some computer issues and asked Young Master Lin to help solve them."
Silently, Jiang Qing lit a metaphorical candle for Shao Xingfan in her heart.
Assistant Shao, you brought this on yourself. Don’t blame me.
"Oh?" Su Hua’s lips curled into a cold smile. "Assistant Shao sure has a lot of problems, doesn’t he? The moment he’s back, he’s already clinging to Ah Xuan."
With that, she headed straight for Shao Xingfan’s office.
Shao Xingfan’s computer skills were top-notch, and he often handled critical data, so he had his own private office.
At that moment, Lin Xuan had just finished solving all of Shao Xingfan’s computer issues.
He let out a sigh.
That had really worn him out.
But at least it was done.
Lin Xuan stretched lazily.
Shao Xingfan said admiringly, "Young Master Lin, you’re—you’re just too incredible. Problems that took me days, even weeks, to figure out, you solved almost instantly."
Good heavens, this wasn’t just computer genius-level—this was downright inhuman.
"Mhm." Lin Xuan nodded casually.
"Young Master Lin, are you… taking apprentices?" Shao Xingfan asked eagerly.
If he could become Lin Xuan’s disciple, he’d probably wake up laughing in his sleep.
Not only would Lin Xuan teach him computer skills, but he’d also be able to ask for help anytime he got stuck.
Just thinking about it made him giddy.
"Sorry, I’m not interested in taking on students," Lin Xuan refused without hesitation.
Teaching was a waste of time. He wasn’t short on money—no need for disciples.
"Oh…" Shao Xingfan’s expression dimmed.
"But Young Master Lin, since you’ve helped me with these computer problems, you’re practically my mentor. If you ever run into any issues, I’ll help however I can—anything within my power!" Shao Xingfan thumped his chest in assurance.
"Mhm." Lin Xuan nodded dismissively.
Shao Xingfan’s words reached Su Hua’s ears as she pushed the door open.
"If Ah Xuan has problems, I’ll help him. It’s not your place," she said coolly, her gaze icy enough to make Shao Xingfan shiver.
Yikes.
That was freezing.
What’s going on?
Why is CEO Su looking at me like that?
Shao Xingfan rubbed his arms.
"Ah Xuan." Su Hua’s voice softened instantly when she turned to Lin Xuan.
Shao Xingfan blinked.
Is this really CEO Su?
Since when was she this gentle?
The speed of that mood shift was terrifying.
"Do you have plans this afternoon?" Su Hua asked sweetly.
"No," Lin Xuan shook his head.
"Then stay here with me, okay?" She pouted slightly, her tone coaxing.
Lin Xuan had no resistance against Su Hua's acting cute.
Without thinking, he nodded. "Alright, I’ll stay with Hua Bao."
"Mhm, Ah Xuan, you’re the best." Su Hua’s eyes curved into happy crescents.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
Unbelievable. The aloof CEO’s image was completely shattered around Young Master Lin.
Su Hua and Lin Xuan returned to her office together.
Jiang Qing gave Shao Xingfan a pitying look. "Assistant Shao, you’d better pray for yourself."
Shao Xingfan frowned in confusion.
What does Secretary Jiang mean by that?
Meanwhile, Su Hua settled back at her desk to work, while Lin Xuan lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, scrolling through the latest drama surrounding Lin Li.
The netizens’ comments were hilarious and creative, and Lin Xuan was thoroughly entertained.
Too bad he couldn’t see Lin Li’s breakdown in person.
Over at DR Cosmetics, Lin Qingwan had been swamped with the recent sales event.
"Everyone, keep up the hard work. Once this promotion is over, I’ll give out big bonuses and throw a celebration party!" she announced cheerfully.
Thanks to their massive marketing push, their newly developed skincare line had gained significant traction.
Orders were pouring in nonstop during the sale, with projections showing more than double last year’s numbers.
Meanwhile, Jiangtong Company remained eerily quiet.
Lin Qingwan assumed they’d given up, seeing how well DR’s products were selling.
A triumphant smile played on her lips.
Soon.
Very soon, their company would dominate the domestic market—and eventually go global.
"Clap clap clap—" A round of enthusiastic applause broke out.
"This is amazing! Once the company grows, we’ll be part of something huge!"
"Exactly! President Lin is so capable and decisive. Switching from Jiangtong was the right move!"
The employees buzzed with excitement.
"Alright, everyone, back to work," Lin Qingwan said.
"Yes, President Lin!"
As the staff returned to their tasks, Lin Qingwan retreated to her office.
Now that things were running smoothly, she could finally take a breather.
Her thoughts drifted to the conversation between Lin Li and her parents.
What exactly were they planning against Xiao Xuan?
Had they already acted? Was he in danger?
Worried, Lin Qingwan picked up her phone and dialed Lin Xuan’s number.
Lin Xuan stared at the caller ID—Lin Qingwan’s number—and frowned.
Even though he’d deleted her contact, he still remembered every Lin family member’s number by heart.
Was she calling to confront him about what he’d done to Lin Li?
A mocking smirk tugged at his lips.
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