Lin Xuan shuddered, his temples throbbing violently.
Why did he have such an overwhelmingly bad feeling?
What was Su Hua doing, staring into his eyes like that?
"Hmm? Did you look, Ah Xuan? Don’t dare answer me?"
Su Hua arched an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips, yet Lin Xuan sensed extreme danger.
Su Hua had been in the room at the time—she might have witnessed everything that happened.
If he lied and said he hadn’t looked, and she caught him, the consequences would undoubtedly be far worse.
Lin Xuan answered honestly, "I did."
"But!" He quickly raised two fingers in a vow. "Su Hua, I only glanced at the beginning. The moment I noticed the clothes she was wearing, I stopped looking. I swear, every word is true. If I’m lying, may I be struck by—"
Before he could finish, Su Hua sealed his lips with a kiss.
Lin Xuan’s mind turned to mush.
Why was Su Hua kissing him again?!
After a moment, Su Hua pulled away.
"Ah Xuan, don’t ever say such harmful things about yourself again."
Finally, Lin Xuan understood.
She had kissed him just to shut him up.
Quite the unique way to silence someone.
"Su Hua, do you believe me now?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Of course." Su Hua nodded.
She had seen everything unfold with her own eyes.
Lin Xuan had indeed only glanced at Liang Xiaoxia before looking away.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have remained so calm.
Still…
Su Hua pursed her lips, lost in thought.
Perhaps she needed to work harder on her physique—to make her figure even more alluring. That way, even if Ah Xuan saw another woman’s body, it wouldn’t affect him.
After all, if he was exhausted from keeping up with her in bed, he’d have no energy left for other women.
Lin Xuan exhaled in relief. "Su Hua, I’m glad you believe me."
Thank goodness his efforts over the past two years had paid off—Su Hua had started to trust him.
The old Su Hua would have locked him up the moment she saw Liang Xiaoxia trying to seduce him.
"Su Hua, you have to believe me—I only love you. Other women don’t interest me," Lin Xuan vowed.
"Besides, with you around, I don’t have the energy for anyone else."
Su Hua’s stamina in bed was terrifying. Even after all the tonics he drank and the training he did, he sometimes still couldn’t keep up.
And she was insatiable—unless it was her period or some urgent matter, she dragged him to bed every single night.
Managing Su Hua alone was more than enough. How could he possibly handle another woman?
"So, Su Hua, I would never be tempted by anyone else. I mean it—please trust me."
Lin Xuan’s expression was dead serious.
"I do believe Ah Xuan’s heart belongs only to me," Su Hua said, though a cold glint flickered in her eyes.
"But the problem is, Ah Xuan’s charms attract too many admirers—one after another, they swarm around you."
Shen Qianqian, Chen Ling—both were hopelessly infatuated with him. Even Qin Ruoyao, who once despised him, had fallen for him later.
And now, Liang Xiaoxia had joined the fray.
Whenever she picked Lin Xuan up from school, she’d see girls confessing to him.
Online, countless women shamelessly called him "hubby" and clamored to have his babies.
It all made her blood boil.
"Su Hua, I can’t control who likes me. They’re just drawn to my looks. What if… I make myself uglier? Like how I was two years ago? Maybe then they’d lose interest," Lin Xuan suggested.
He wasn’t fond of that old appearance, but if it kept the vultures away, it might be worth it.
"No need. I trust you," Su Hua said. "Just keep your distance from those women."
She wanted Lin Xuan to be himself—to shine brightly, not hide behind a disguise.
"Alright, whatever you say, Su Hua."
Lin Xuan nodded, though he eyed her suspiciously.
Since when had Su Hua become so understanding?
It felt… unnatural.
Still, it seemed the crisis had passed.
"Su Hua, are you hungry? Should I order food? I can feed you," Lin Xuan offered.
"I am hungry," Su Hua murmured, her crimson lips curling. "But what I crave isn’t food… it’s you, Ah Xuan."
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
Of course, he couldn’t escape this.
Su Hua pinned him to the bed.
"Even though I trust you, I’m still jealous. Ah Xuan should comfort me."
Her warm breath brushed his ear as she whispered, "And remember—use your body to comfort me."
Lin Xuan exhaled deeply.
For the sake of his kidneys, he had no choice but to comply.
"Fine. Whatever you want, Su Hua."
A satisfied gleam flashed in Su Hua’s beautiful eyes.
Dressed in a form-fitting red qipao, she straddled his waist like a mesmerizing enchantress—seductive, breathtaking, utterly intoxicating.
Her delicate fingers traced his features, starting from his brows, slowly trailing downward.
"Ah Xuan, remember this."
"Your eyes must hold only me. Your nose should breathe only my scent. Your lips, your ears—only I may claim them."
"Every part of you, Ah Xuan… belongs to me."
Only to Su Hua. No other woman could so much as touch him.
"So…" Her fingertip lingered on his lips. "Ah Xuan must be good. Keep your distance from other women, understand?"
If he ever entangled himself with another…
She’d lock him away. Or perhaps, preserve him as a specimen in her garden.
That way, she could keep him company day and night.
And he’d never lay eyes on another woman again.
"Understood, understood!" Lin Xuan nodded hastily. "Su Hua, I’ll stay far away from them."
"Good boy."
Su Hua leaned down, capturing his lips once more.
Lin Xuan frowned.
He was a man—how could he always be the one pinned down?
He had to seize control!
Gripping her slender waist, he tried to flip their positions.
Su Hua’s brow twitched.
She nipped his earlobe lightly. "Ah Xuan, behave. Don’t move."
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