Reading Too Many Novels About Female CEOs

"That's all for now. You've been keeping an eye on Night Rose and the Black Right Gang all night. You must be tired—go get some rest," Wang Ba said.

"Got it."

The subordinate exited the room, carefully closing the door behind him.

Standing outside, he stared at Wang Ba's door, frowning. "Night Rose targeting the Black Right Gang's leader—are we sure it wasn’t just to vent the boss’s anger?"

He couldn’t shake the feeling that it was.

Sure, men’s intuition isn’t always reliable, but his had been pretty accurate so far.

And Night Rose’s aura? Straight out of a novel—like some kind of yandere CEO.

10:30 AM.

Lin Xuan, completely unaware of the bloodshed the Black Right Gang had endured, finally woke up. He felt exhausted.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Su Hua curled up in his arms, still fast asleep.

Lin Xuan glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned.

It was already 10:30, and Hua Bao hadn’t even stirred.

A thought crossed his mind, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Looks like Hua Bao really wore herself out last night—no wonder she was still asleep.

Could this be called reaping what she sowed?

Lin Xuan swelled with pride.

The first time they’d been together, he’d been the one begging for mercy.

Now, he could hold his own against her.

Not bad.

The ten-tonic soup Wang Ba had given him, plus the martial arts training in the secret space, had clearly paid off.

Lin Xuan wobbled as he got out of bed, exhaling heavily.

If only Wang Ba were here—he could use another bowl of that soup to recover faster.

Afraid of waking Su Hua and getting dragged back into bed, he moved quietly while washing up.

Once he left the room, he finally relaxed.

Hua Bao was still asleep—he’d get a break for now.

Upstairs, Wang Ba appeared before him shortly after.

"Boss," Wang Ba greeted respectfully.

"What happened after Hua Bao left the room last night?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Boss, which time are you talking about?" Wang Ba looked puzzled.

Su Hua had left the room twice—once to deal with Liang Xiaoxia, and again in the early hours when she’d gone to the study.

"What do you mean ‘which time’?" Lin Xuan’s brow furrowed. "The time she caught me being hit on by another woman, obviously."

"Oh, that!" Wang Ba chuckled. "Sorry, I got mixed up for a second."

So the boss didn’t know about Su Hua’s late-night excursion.

Instinct told him to keep it quiet—if Su Hua found out he’d spilled, he’d be in deep trouble.

"Last night, Su Hua didn’t do much. She just talked with Liang Xiaoxia for a long time before heading back. I don’t know what they discussed, but my guess is she was warning her not to be a homewrecker."

Lin Xuan sighed in relief.

Just as that Golden Dragon Gang member had said—only a talk. Seems Hua Bao’s jealousy wasn’t too intense this time.

Then again, if she’d been really furious, she’d have chained him to the bed for three days straight instead of letting him off after one night.

"Did Hua Bao figure out my identity?" Lin Xuan pressed.

Wang Ba’s smile stiffened.

Su Hua had found out.

But he couldn’t say that.

If he did, Su Hua would skin him alive.

Wang Ba lied through his teeth. "Boss, you know I’ve got your back. From the start, I made sure Su Hua had no idea you’re the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader. The moment she showed up, I told everyone to act like hotel staff. As long as we keep our mouths shut, she won’t find out."

"Good."

Lin Xuan’s tension eased, and he dug into his meal with gusto.

Between bites, he ordered, "Book our flights back to Yundu City for tonight."

Originally, he’d stayed here to hide from Su Hua for a while.

But now that she’d followed him, there was no point lingering.

His gut told him staying would only invite more trouble.

Better to return to Yundu City—he’d feel safer there.

"Understood, Boss. I’ll arrange it immediately," Wang Ba said.

"Oh, and Boss—there’s something else. It’s about the Black Right Gang."

Lin Xuan’s frown returned. "Did they skip town? Trying to stiff us on the weapons?"

If that gang had the nerve to betray him, they’d regret it.

"No," Wang Ba shook his head.

Lin Xuan’s frown deepened. If they hadn’t run, what else could it be?

Wang Ba continued, "Last night, Night Rose attacked the Black Right Gang and kidnapped their leader. He’s being tortured at Night Rose’s base—barely recognizable now."

"Is he in any real danger?" Lin Xuan asked urgently.

That gang still owed him money and weapons. If their leader died, he’d never see either again.

"Don’t worry, Boss. His injuries look bad, but they’re all superficial—nothing life-threatening," Wang Ba assured.

"Good." Lin Xuan exhaled in relief.

"Why did Night Rose attack them?" Lin Xuan wondered aloud.

Wang Ba shrugged. "No idea."

The subordinate Wang Ba had dismissed earlier suddenly reappeared.

"I know! Boss, Night Rose has a thing for you—this was all about avenging you!"

Wang Ba glared. "Scram, you idiot!"

"Scramming now!"

The subordinate vanished just as quickly.

Wang Ba turned back to Lin Xuan. "Boss, ignore him. He’s been reading too many CEO romance novels."

But Lin Xuan’s frown lingered.

Strangely, it did sound plausible.

With Su Hua here, though, he couldn’t let her find out Night Rose had taken an interest in him.

First Liang Xiaoxia, now Night Rose?

Hua Bao would punish him so hard his kidneys would give out.

"Wang Ba," Lin Xuan said sternly, "make sure everyone keeps their mouths shut. Hua Bao can’t know anything about Night Rose and me."

"Boss, don’t worry. We’ll take this to the grave," Wang Ba vowed.

"Good."

Lin Xuan’s tension eased, but a question nagged at him.

Who was Night Rose?

She felt eerily familiar.

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