Young Master Lin Is About to Have His Secret Identity Exposed

Lin Xuan flipped over, pinning Su Hua beneath him.

"Then tonight, my dear Hua, you’ll have to take good care of me."

To keep Su Hua from having the energy to pester him, Lin Xuan began teasing her in every way possible.

Wherever his hands wandered, fire seemed to ignite across Su Hua’s body.

Her cheeks flushed, her skin tinged pink.

Her eyes brimmed with desire.

Lin Xuan was satisfied.

Hmm, this state of hers probably wouldn’t last long.

Su Hua wanted to turn the tables, but Lin Xuan’s teasing had left her weak and boneless, powerless to resist as he set her body aflame.

Fifteen minutes later.

Su Hua pushed Lin Xuan away, got up from the bed, and headed for the bathroom.

"Ah Xuan, I’m going to take a shower first."

Lin Xuan let out a breath.

Sigh.

The way Hua looked when she was aroused was downright irresistible.

He was suffering too—better take care of himself first.

Lin Xuan went to the bathroom in the adjacent room and quickly took a cold shower.

By the time he returned to the bedroom, Su Hua was already lying in bed.

Her expression looked rather sullen.

Seeing her like this, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but chuckle.

Hua’s pouting face was actually kind of cute.

He lay down beside her.

"Hua, what’s on your mind?" Lin Xuan feigned innocence.

Suddenly, Su Hua rolled on top of him.

The desire in Lin Xuan’s eyes hadn’t fully faded yet, and her movement quickly reignited it.

Lin Xuan: "!!!"

He thought she’d behave, but here she was, starting again?

Su Hua’s red lips brushed against his.

"Ah Xuan, your skills are impressive. You had me completely at your mercy earlier."

Lin Xuan swallowed hard.

He could already feel his kidneys crying out in protest.

Wait—why was Hua still so energetic?

"But did you really think you could escape like this?" Su Hua smirked.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt like a lamb led to slaughter.

"Ah Xuan, you can’t run away..."

She had said those same words back when she had kept him locked up.

Back then, they had filled him with despair and fear.

Now, they just made him nervous… and a little excited.

"Good boy, let me take care of you."

Su Hua leaned down and captured his lips in a kiss.

...

The bedroom was thick with an intoxicating atmosphere.

But Su Hua kept in mind that they both had early commitments the next day—she had to deal with the Golden Dragon Gang, and Lin Xuan had his own affairs. She didn’t keep him up too late.

By eleven, she was curled against him, arms wrapped around his waist as they drifted off to sleep.

Lin Xuan woke up early the next morning.

"Good morning, Young Master Lin."

Butler Wang greeted him, surprised to see him up at eight. Usually, Lin Xuan slept until nine.

"Morning," Lin Xuan nodded, sitting down at the dining table to eat breakfast.

Five minutes later, Su Hua walked into the dining room, her hair tied up, dressed in a trench coat and black pants.

She had heard online that men preferred women in skirts, so she usually wore dresses of all kinds.

This outfit, though, was crisp and efficient.

It was the first time Lin Xuan had seen her dressed like this.

She looked ready for battle.

"Hua, what’s on your agenda today?" he asked curiously.

"Business trip. Negotiations," Su Hua replied.

"And you, Ah Xuan?"

Lin Xuan answered without missing a beat. "Same. Expanding some overseas operations."

Well, gang business was technically overseas operations too.

"Then make sure you come back early after you’re done," Su Hua said.

"Got it," Lin Xuan nodded.

After breakfast, they each got into separate cars.

Lin Xuan headed for the airport.

Su Hua made a detour to her office to handle some work.

Jiang Qing asked, "President Su, did you run into Young Master Lin when you left this morning?"

Su Hua replied, "We had breakfast together. Why, is there a problem?"

"No problem," Jiang Qing shook her head.

She studied Su Hua’s outfit.

She’d have to find a way to get the president to change—if she kept wearing this, Lin Xuan might recognize her too easily.

While Su Hua was reviewing documents in her office, Jiang Qing brought in a cup of coffee.

"President Su, your coffee."

She pretended to stumble.

"Ah—!"

The coffee spilled onto Su Hua’s clothes.

"I’m so sorry, President Su! I wasn’t careful enough!" Jiang Qing apologized frantically.

"It’s fine. I’ll just change," Su Hua said, heading to the lounge to switch outfits.

Jiang Qing exhaled in relief.

Good.

Now that she’d changed, the president wouldn’t be so easily recognized by Lin Xuan.

But Lin Xuan was still wearing the same clothes—Su Hua would definitely spot him.

Tsk tsk.

One could recognize the other, but not vice versa. This was going to be interesting.

A spark of amusement lit up Jiang Qing’s eyes.

Huo Shen arrived with another document for Su Hua.

"President Su, this is—"

Before he could finish, Su Hua stood up from her desk.

"I have urgent business to attend to. We’ll discuss this later."

Without another glance at him, she strode out of the office.

Huo Shen clenched his fists.

Again!

Hua’s eyes never lingered on him!

Jiang Qing gave him a sidelong glance, raised an eyebrow, then followed Su Hua out.

This time, they boarded a private jet.

On the plane, Jiang Qing asked curiously, "President Su, how do you plan to deal with the Golden Dragon Gang?"

They couldn’t just start shooting the moment they arrived.

Su Hua looked at her. "What do you think I should do?"

Jiang Qing pondered. "The leader of the Golden Dragon Gang turned a struggling small-time gang into the second-largest syndicate, just under Night Rose, in just a year. He’s definitely a man of skill."

"If he’s coming to meet you, he’s prepared for anything. President Su, if we engage in open conflict, we might not come out on top."

Of course they wouldn’t—their target was Lin Xuan, after all.

If anything happened to him, Su Hua would be heartbroken.

If they fought and won, she’d be upset over Lin Xuan. If they lost, Night Rose would suffer.

Su Hua frowned.

Jiang Qing had a point—they couldn’t recklessly use force against the Golden Dragon Gang.

"President Su, perhaps you should meet their leader first. Understand him better before deciding how to proceed. If you can reach a peaceful resolution, even better."

Hmm.

If Su Hua met Lin Xuan face-to-face, she’d probably recognize him.

And once she did… well, Jiang Qing was curious to see how she’d react.

She was looking forward to Lin Xuan’s identity being exposed.

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