The phone camera was pointed at Su Hua.
Su Hua had changed into another outfit—this time, a bunny costume.
Dressed in it, she lay on the bed, striking poses that were irresistibly seductive.
Five minutes later, she switched to a catgirl outfit.
Another five minutes, and she changed again.
An hour later.
The culprit who had thoroughly stirred Lin Xuan’s desires stood up from the bed.
Her snow-white feet touched the floor as she draped a sheer, flimsy outer garment over herself, accentuating her figure.
"Ah Xuan, I’m tired. I’m going to rest now. Goodnight."
Su Hua turned off the camera.
Lin Xuan: "..."
Su Hua had riled him up and then left him hanging…
Damn it!
Where on earth had she learned these tricks?
He knew her goal—to make him suffer so he’d remember her every single day during his business trip.
"Ah."
Lin Xuan sighed. What else could he do when he had such a clingy, jealous girlfriend?
Resigned, he walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the cold water pour over him.
Su Hua’s earlier performance had been too much. Even after the shower, the fire inside him hadn’t fully subsided.
Lying in bed, he closed his eyes, but Su Hua’s image kept flashing in his mind.
Tossing and turning, Lin Xuan barely slept that night.
The next morning at ten.
Lin Xuan came downstairs with dark circles under his eyes.
Wang Ba stared, dumbfounded. "Boss, did you go thieving last night? Those bags under your eyes are insane!"
He remembered the boss had gone to bed early.
"Ah, it’s nothing," Lin Xuan exhaled.
Just the work of a certain little temptress.
Right as he was about to fall asleep, Su Hua had sent him a few more photos—risqué, provocative ones.
Any trace of drowsiness vanished instantly.
So, while he’d lain down at 1 AM, he hadn’t slept until 5.
Wang Ba wasn’t buying it. "Boss, were you secretly planning something against Night Rose?"
That was the only explanation he could think of.
Maybe the negotiations were just a smokescreen, and the boss was preparing for something big.
But then… if Lin Xuan had arranged an operation against Night Rose, why wouldn’t he, the second-in-command, know about it?
"I really didn’t do anything," Lin Xuan denied.
"I just chatted with my girlfriend for a while, and then I couldn’t sleep."
"Oh, is that all?" Wang Ba sighed in disappointment.
He’d hoped the boss had been up to something more exciting.
"Let’s eat. After breakfast, we’ll head out to meet Night Rose," Lin Xuan said.
"Yes, boss."
Lin Xuan snapped a photo of his breakfast and sent it to Su Hua. "Su Hua, this is my breakfast."
"Boss, are you reporting to President Su?" Wang Ba asked curiously.
"Yeah," Lin Xuan nodded. "She’s insecure. While we’re apart, I need to message her more so she doesn’t overthink."
The consequences of Su Hua’s overthinking? She’d lure him straight to bed when he got back, and his kidneys wouldn’t survive.
Su Hua replied quickly: "I’ve eaten too. I’m working now."
Jiang Qing accidentally glimpsed the messages between Su Hua and Lin Xuan.
She: "..."
President Su, are you sure you’re working and not just eating breakfast?
Su Hua pressed her lips together.
She wouldn’t tell Lin Xuan that she’d also lost sleep last night.
Teasing him had backfired—she’d been restless too.
But that was something she’d keep to herself.
Lin Xuan sent another message: "Su Hua, did you eat breakfast on time?"
Su Hua: "Yes, I did."
Lin Xuan: "Good girl."
After the exchange, Lin Xuan put his phone away and focused on his meal.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but comment, "Boss, with your status and power, you don’t need to act so… submissive around President Su."
Sure, President Su was wealthy and influential.
But the boss kept neglecting gang affairs for her.
He wished Lin Xuan could love her a little less—balance the relationship and gang duties. Wouldn’t that be perfect?
"It’s not submission. It’s patience and understanding," Lin Xuan started explaining but then stopped. "Never mind. You wouldn’t get it."
Wang Ba bristled. "Boss, don’t underestimate me! How could I not understand?"
He wasn’t stupid.
Lin Xuan said seriously, "You’re single. You’ve never experienced true love. How would you know how couples work?"
Wang Ba choked.
Once again, he felt the sting of his boss’s disdain.
Damn it!
Once the Night Rose situation was settled, he’d go out and hunt for his own true love.
After breakfast, they headed to Night Rose’s base.
The guards spotted Lin Xuan and greeted him warmly—a stark contrast to yesterday’s hostility.
"Leader Lin, our chief has been expecting you. Please, follow me."
The guard ushered him into a car. "Leader Lin, after you."
Lin Xuan frowned. "No blindfold?"
The guard bowed. "The chief’s orders. None needed. You’re to be treated as an honored VIP."
Lin Xuan’s frown deepened.
Something felt off—was Night Rose interested in him?
She had a boyfriend, but with her status, maybe she wanted another.
He needed to wrap this up quickly. The less entanglement with Night Rose, the better.
The Golden Dragon Gang members settled into the car.
"Boss," Wang Ba whispered, "do you think Night Rose has a thing for you?"
Lin Xuan stayed silent.
Wang Ba pressed on. "Boss, I bet Night Rose is gorgeous. And she’s the leader of a major faction. You two would make a great pair. Why not consider it?"
Hmm.
Maybe keep both President Su and Night Rose.
One, a corporate titan; the other, an underworld queen.
With the boss’s looks and skills, having two women wasn’t too much to ask, right?
Lin Xuan shot him a glare so icy that Wang Ba shivered.
It was like reliving the first time he’d ever seen the boss in action.
Wang Ba shut his mouth.
Clearly, President Su was a forbidden topic.
This time, Su Hua wore form-fitting pants, looking sharp and poised.
But Wang Ba, staring at the eyes visible behind her mask, furrowed his brows.
The dark circles under Dark Night Rose's eyes looked quite heavy, and her eyes were even bloodshot. Was she, just like their boss, out thieving all night?
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