As soon as Wang Dahe opened the restaurant door, he was greeted by an irresistible aroma.
It smelled absolutely amazing.
"Xuanzi," Wang Dahe called out as he stepped inside.
The moment he entered, he saw Su Hua sitting on Lin Xuan's lap.
Lin Xuan, wearing gloves, was feeding her a piece of shrimp.
Wang Dahe: "!!!!"
How could he have forgotten about CEO Su?!
He thought Lin Xuan was alone here.
Had he known Su Hua was also in the restaurant, he would never have barged in to interrupt their intimate moment.
"Si-sister-in-law," Wang Dahe stammered nervously. "Hello."
"Hmm." Su Hua's eyes curved into a smile.
She had a rather favorable impression of Lin Xuan's good friend.
After all, it was Wang Dahe who had sent her numerous videos and photos of Lin Xuan before.
Thanks to him, she had also learned that Lin Li and the Yundu University basketball team had been plotting to bully her beloved Xuan.
Wang Dahe was about to excuse himself when Lin Xuan spoke up.
"Dahe, since you're awake, join us for dinner. I had the chef prepare a portion for you."
Wang Dahe wanted to refuse.
Being in the same room as a woman with such an overwhelming presence as CEO Su was more than he could handle.
Only Lin Xuan had the ability to coexist with her day and night. Though, in front of him, Su Hua was unusually gentle and affectionate.
But then...
His gaze fell on the table, laden with exquisitely presented dishes.
There was king crab, along with some enormous, mouthwatering shrimp of a variety he couldn’t name.
An abundance of seafood—luxuries he loved but could never afford.
And plenty of other expensive meats.
The rich aroma wafting from the dishes teased his appetite mercilessly.
"Alright."
Wang Dahe took a seat at the table, his eyes glued to the feast.
This was what it meant to be a billionaire—such extravagant meals!
Today, he was going to eat his fill!
Lin Xuan whispered, "Hua Bao, get down for now."
Su Hua arched a delicate brow. "What? Xuan doesn’t want outsiders to see us being intimate?"
"It’s not that. I just think… with someone else here, isn’t this a bit too much?" Lin Xuan replied.
Su Hua turned her gaze to Wang Dahe.
"Do you mind me sitting on Xuan’s lap while he feeds me?"
"Not at all, not at all!" Wang Dahe shook his head vigorously.
Lin Xuan: "..."
With Su Hua asking like that, did Wang Dahe even dare to say he minded?
"Xuan, your friend said he doesn’t mind. Or are you the one who’s shy now?" Su Hua teased.
Resigned, Lin Xuan continued feeding her.
Soon, Wang Dahe regretted staying for dinner.
Across from him, Lin Xuan and CEO Su were showering him with an avalanche of affection.
Lin Xuan feeding Su Hua.
The two exchanging lovesick glances.
He felt like he could get full just from the dog food they were force-feeding him.
The food at Su Hua’s place was undeniably delicious.
But under the relentless bombardment of their public displays of affection, even the finest dishes lost their flavor.
How had he never noticed just how sickeningly sweet these two were before?
He cast a sympathetic glance at the servants of the Night Garden.
Having to endure this daily must be torture for them.
If the staff knew what Wang Dahe was thinking, they’d vehemently disagree.
No, they didn’t find it unbearable at all—in fact, they loved seeing the couple so affectionate.
First, the closer they were, the better Su Hua’s mood, which made their own lives easier.
Second, they had become avid shippers of this couple. What true fan wouldn’t want their OTP to keep doling out sweetness?
Wang Dahe couldn’t take it anymore.
He stood up abruptly.
"What’s wrong?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
"Nothing, I’m just full. Xuanzi, I’ll head back first," Wang Dahe replied.
He was starving.
He needed to get out and find something to eat—fast.
Lin Xuan, whose attention had been entirely on Su Hua, hadn’t noticed that Wang Dahe had barely touched his food.
He nodded. "Alright."
"Butler Wang," Lin Xuan instructed, "arrange for someone to take Dahe home."
"Yes, sir."
Butler Wang was about to leave when Su Hua stopped him.
"Wait."
"Young Miss, what are your orders?" Butler Wang asked respectfully.
"Take him to the garage and let him pick any car he wants. He can drive himself back," Su Hua commanded.
Wang Dahe: "!!!!"
CEO Su was giving him another car?!
Last time, after he sent her videos of Lin Xuan playing basketball, she had gifted him one.
And now she was doing it again!
"CEO Su—no, no, you really don’t have to give me a car," Wang Dahe protested.
A luxury car like that came with exorbitant insurance and maintenance costs.
Another one would bankrupt him!
Su Hua frowned. "Fine. Then take a million instead. Butler Wang, write him a check for a million."
Wang Dahe: "!!!"
CEO Su was giving him money again?!
What in the world had he done to deserve this?
"Yes, Young Miss," Butler Wang acknowledged dutifully.
Dazed, Wang Dahe clutched the check.
He couldn’t help but ask, "Butler, may I ask… why did sister-in-law give me this money?"
As far as he could recall, he hadn’t done anything noteworthy.
Butler Wang pondered for a moment.
"Most likely because last night, you helped shield Young Master Lin from those women throwing themselves at him. And just now, you addressed the Young Miss as 'sister-in-law.' This is your reward."
That was it?!
Wang Dahe stared at the check in disbelief.
CEO Su was unbelievably generous.
Butler Wang smiled. "Young Master Wang, I’ll have someone escort you home and help you deposit this."
"Oh… okay."
Back at home, Wang Dahe’s phone buzzed with a bank notification.
[External Transfer: 10,000,000]
He counted the string of zeros on the screen, stunned.
Just like that, he had become a wealthy man.
Between the watch, the car, and now this transfer…
CEO Su had rewarded him with over ten million already.
Sticking with Lin Xuan and CEO Su was definitely paying off.
"Dad! Mom!" Wang Dahe burst through the door excitedly.
Father Wang and Wang’s mother quickly wiped their teary eyes.
"Dahe, you’re back," they said, forcing calm into their voices.
Despite their efforts, Wang Dahe noticed immediately.
"Dad, Mom, what’s wrong? Did something happen?" His face was etched with concern.
Father Wang and Wang’s mother exchanged a glance.
There was no hiding this forever—better to tell him now.
"Dahe… your father and I are useless. Today, we were both fired from Xing Sheng Construction Materials," Wang’s mother said, her voice trembling.
They were in their fifties now.
At this age, getting fired meant few decent companies would hire them.
They’d be stuck doing backbreaking labor for meager pay.
From now on, they’d only be a burden to their son.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
