"Boss, may I ask why you suddenly decided to negotiate with Dark Night Rose?" Wang Ba inquired curiously.
"Their strength is formidable, and I don’t have full confidence in defeating them," Lin Xuan replied.
Wang Ba nodded.
So that was the reason he had suspected.
Lin Xuan suddenly spoke again, "I can’t afford to get hurt—Hua Bao would worry and suffer."
If he died, Hua Bao would surely follow him in death, just as she had in their previous life.
And then there was the Lin family—he hadn’t fully exacted his revenge on them yet.
The collapse of Starlight Group alone wasn’t enough.
They still had plenty of money left, enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
What he wanted was to reduce them to utter poverty.
Wang Ba: "..."
So it was all for President Su.
The boss was afraid of getting hurt, hence choosing the peaceful route of negotiation.
Wang Ba’s expression was indescribable. "Boss, I think you should prioritize your career."
Lin Xuan glanced at him. "I’ve told you before—I became the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang for Hua Bao’s sake. So tell me, should I prioritize the gang or Hua Bao?"
Wang Ba choked.
The boss had indeed mentioned this before—right before taking on the Mourning Organization.
Back then, he had advised the boss not to confront the Mourning Organization, as it was too dangerous.
But the boss had simply replied that he had founded the Golden Dragon Gang for President Su’s sake.
"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan said sympathetically, "You’ve never experienced true love, so you wouldn’t understand why I act this way."
Wang Ba: "..."
Here we go again.
Another round of flaunting their relationship in front of him.
He really wanted to retort—
"Public displays of affection lead to quicker breakups."
Wang Ba then asked, "Boss, what if the negotiation fails? Shouldn’t we prepare for an armed confrontation?"
"Not yet," Lin Xuan said. "Dark Night Rose must have people watching us. If we make any moves, they’ll know immediately. If we still propose negotiations afterward, it’ll seem insincere."
Wang Ba nodded.
The boss made a fair point.
"For now, everyone should rest and wait for Dark Night Rose’s leader to arrive," Lin Xuan instructed.
"Yes, Boss," Wang Ba replied respectfully.
"Boss, I’ve arranged a room for you. Would you like to rest for a while?" Wang Ba asked.
"Sure."
Lin Xuan nodded.
Wang Ba led him to a room.
Lin Xuan glanced around and nodded in approval.
Not bad—it looked quite like a hotel room.
Perfect. He could take some pictures to report to Hua Bao.
Lin Xuan snapped a few photos of the room and sent them to Su Hua.
[Hua Bao, I’ve arrived at the hotel. See? The environment is quite nice.]
[Mm.] Su Hua replied instantly, as usual.
Reassured, Lin Xuan lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Three hours later.
Wang Ba entered. "Boss, Dark Night Rose has arrived."
Lin Xuan stood up, straightening his clothes.
"Since she’s here, it’s time to meet her," Lin Xuan said.
"Wang Ba, deliver this letter to Dark Night Rose."
He handed an envelope to Wang Ba.
"Understood. I’ll send someone to deliver it immediately," Wang Ba acknowledged.
When Su Hua arrived in the Black Triangle, the members of Dark Night Rose were electrified.
"Leader, have you come to deal with the Golden Dragon Gang?"
"Leader, the Golden Dragon Gang has been too arrogant. You must teach them a lesson!"
They were all eager to take action against the Golden Dragon Gang.
Jiang Qing glared at them. "Shut up, all of you!"
How dare they encourage President Su to use force against Young Master Lin!
Su Hua remained expressionless, exuding an aura of authority.
Under her gaze, the subordinates quickly fell silent.
Su Hua took her seat at the head of the table.
Lin Xuan sent her another message.
[Hua Bao, have you had dinner yet?]
Seeing this, Su Hua felt a pang of guilt.
"Secretary Jiang, prepare dinner for me," she ordered.
"Right away."
Soon, a spread of dishes was laid before her.
Su Hua took several photos of the food and sent them to Lin Xuan.
[Just got off the plane. Eating now.]
Jiang Qing accidentally caught a glimpse of Su Hua’s chat with Lin Xuan and shook her head.
Ah, President Su—such a devoted wife.
Who would have thought that the infamous assassin Ling, leader of Dark Night Rose, and CEO of Su Corporation would be such a hopeless romantic?
Lin Xuan replied quickly.
[Good girl. I’ll reward you when I get back.]
Su Hua’s eyes curved into a smile, her mood visibly lifting.
Many members of Dark Night Rose had never seen her like this before. They exchanged astonished whispers.
"What’s going on? The leader looked terrifying just a moment ago—why does she seem so radiant now?"
"Exactly! She even smiled just now. What could she have seen on her phone? Did the Golden Dragon Gang surrender?"
"Impossible. When we took down the top underground syndicate before, the leader didn’t react at all. Why would she care if the Golden Dragon Gang surrendered?"
"I don’t think that’s the reason. Isn’t the leader deeply in love with her boyfriend? Maybe it was a message from him."
"Ah, I miss the old leader—the one who only cared about business. Now, all she sees is her man."
"No, no. I actually prefer the leader like this. The old version was too terrifying—she was never this warm and approachable."
Su Hua put away her phone and focused on her meal.
Jiang Qing reminded her, "Leader, do you have any plans for dealing with the Golden Dragon Gang? I’ll make the necessary arrangements."
Su Hua replied indifferently, "Not for now."
Jiang Qing’s eyes lit up.
"Leader, are you planning to negotiate with Lin… I mean, with the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang?"
"Mm."
Su Hua nodded.
Perfect!
Jiang Qing was overjoyed.
If they were negotiating, there would be no need for violence—which meant she wouldn’t have to reveal that Young Master Lin was the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang.
Heh.
This was going to be interesting.
She wondered when President Su and Young Master Lin would realize each other’s identities.
Meanwhile, subordinates from the Golden Dragon Gang arrived at Dark Night Rose’s gathering point.
The guards stopped them.
"Who are you? This isn’t a place just anyone can enter," a particularly fierce-looking guard said coldly.
"Greetings," the Golden Dragon Gang members replied politely. "We’re from the Golden Dragon Gang."
The guard’s brow furrowed.
So it was them!
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