Lin Xuan noticed the dark circles under Su Hua’s eyes and frowned.
What a coincidence?
Su Hua raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you looking at, Leader Lin?"
Lin Xuan furrowed his brows. "Did the Night Rose Alliance Leader not rest well last night?"
Su Hua smirked. "Indeed, I didn’t sleep well. Last night, my boyfriend kept me up all night."
A vein throbbed at Lin Xuan’s temple.
How could this be such a coincidence?
Come to think of it, last night, he had also been with Hua Bao…
"And you, Leader Lin?" Su Hua arched her delicate brows. "You don’t seem well-rested either. What kept you busy last night?"
"I…" Lin Xuan coughed lightly. "That’s private."
He swiftly changed the subject. "Alliance Leader, what’s today’s challenge?"
Su Hua’s lips curled. "Horseback riding."
"There’s a mountain nearby. We’ll ride around it once. Whoever returns first wins," she said.
"Fine." Lin Xuan nodded again.
He had practiced riding in his space, so this wasn’t difficult for him.
"Someone, show Leader Lin the terrain map," Su Hua ordered.
"Yes."
A subordinate promptly presented a map to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan studied it carefully.
Su Hua sat nearby, propping her chin on her hand as she watched his face.
She really disliked this face of A-Xuan.
She preferred the A-Xuan beneath the mask.
She wanted to tear this face off…
Secretary Jiang also discreetly observed Lin Xuan.
Even though she already knew this man was Young Master Lin, she couldn’t detect any trace of a disguise.
Where did Young Master Lin get such a lifelike mask? It was unnervingly realistic…
Lin Xuan memorized the terrain map in just five minutes.
"I’ve got the map down. We can begin," he said.
"Leader Lin is in such a hurry?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.
"I need to finish quickly and get back to my girlfriend," Lin Xuan replied earnestly.
Su Hua chuckled. "I also need to wrap things up soon to spend time with my boyfriend. Wouldn’t want him coming to find me while I’m busy."
Lin Xuan glanced at her, a strange feeling creeping over him.
Logically, he knew this Night Rose couldn’t be Hua Bao.
But the longer he spent with her, the more she reminded him of her.
Her mannerisms, her tone—sometimes they felt identical, yet other times, completely different…
Su Hua mounted her horse.
"Well, Leader Lin? Aren’t you coming?" she teased.
"Right."
Lin Xuan snapped out of his thoughts and climbed onto another horse.
"Hyah!"
Both horses shot forward simultaneously.
Jiang Qing watched their retreating figures and sighed. "They’re such a perfect match."
They were truly made for each other.
Handsome man, beautiful woman.
Both in peak physical condition.
Both business prodigies.
Both leaders of underground factions, with extraordinary combat skills.
In every way, they complemented each other.
Wang Ba overheard Jiang Qing’s remark and sneered. "Listen here, our leader already has a woman he loves. Don’t even think about luring him into your Night Rose!"
Jiang Qing shot him a knowing look.
Little do you know, your leader was already claimed by our CEO Su.
And it was anything but voluntary.
She couldn’t wait to see their reactions when they found out Su Hua was Night Rose.
The mountain ahead spanned a vast area—even on horseback, it would take forty minutes to circle.
Su Hua and Lin Xuan rode side by side.
A snake slithered nearby, its tongue flickering, poised to strike.
Seizing the moment, it lunged—
Sinking its fangs into Su Hua’s arm.
Lin Xuan, riding just behind her, frowned.
Bad news—that snake was venomous.
Without immediate treatment, death was certain.
He didn’t care about Night Rose’s survival, but if she died here, her faction would never let them go.
"Alliance Leader, wait!" Lin Xuan called out.
Su Hua tugged the reins, stopping. "What is it, Leader Lin?"
"That snake was highly venomous," Lin Xuan said.
Su Hua’s brows knitted.
As a former assassin, wilderness survival was second nature to her. She knew exactly what had bitten her.
She already had a plan to retrieve the antidote.
But Lin Xuan’s concern piqued her interest. She smirked. "Leader Lin seems quite knowledgeable about snakes. Does that mean you know how to treat the venom?"
"Yes, somewhat," Lin Xuan admitted.
"Then I’ll trouble you," Su Hua said.
A Night Rose member who had followed them frowned. "Alliance Leader, if the venom isn’t treated properly and you delay medical care, it could be fatal. We should go to a hospital."
What if the Golden Dragon Gang leader deliberately botched the treatment to kill her?
Su Hua smiled. "I trust Leader Lin to heal me."
Even if A-Xuan failed, dying by his hand wouldn’t be so bad.
"But—" The member tried to protest, but Su Hua silenced him with a glare.
"Get lost," she spat coldly. "My decisions aren’t yours to question."
"Yes…"
The member reluctantly stepped back.
Sigh.
The Alliance Leader was never one to trust easily.
The Golden Dragon Gang was their enemy—why was she suddenly placing faith in their leader?
Lin Xuan remained expressionless. "Alliance Leader, are you sure you want me to treat you?"
"Absolutely."
Su Hua nodded. "I’m in your hands."
Lin Xuan pulled a small cloth bundle from his pocket, filled with slender silver needles.
He selected a few and inserted them into specific points on Su Hua’s arm.
Su Hua watched his profile, her lips curving.
Who knew her A-Xuan was so skilled in medicine too?
"This stops the venom from spreading," Lin Xuan explained.
"Mm." Su Hua acknowledged.
After stabilizing the toxin, Lin Xuan ventured into the forest to gather herbs.
The Night Rose members whispered among themselves.
"I really think our Alliance Leader’s fallen in love. She’s seriously smitten with the Golden Dragon Gang leader! What about her original boyfriend?"
"Our Alliance Leader can have any man she wants. It doesn’t matter. As long as she doesn’t hand Night Rose over to him in some lovesick stupor, who cares?"
"Hand Night Rose over? Don’t be ridiculous—that’ll never happen!"
"Exactly. No need to worry. The Alliance Leader’s love life is her own business."
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