On the same afternoon, Meng Bo from Feiyue Novel Website personally sought out Lin Xuan.
Meng Bo had heavy dark circles under his eyes, with two large eye bags hanging beneath them, making him look utterly exhausted.
Meng Bo hated Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's novel website had only been up and running for a little over a month, yet its daily active users had already reached eight million, and that number was growing rapidly.
The film and television rights for the novels on Palm Treasure Website had also caught the attention of countless producers and entertainment companies, making it a hot commodity!
Industry evaluations suggested that the development prospects of Palm Treasure Novel Website were far better than those of Feiyue Novel Website.
Feiyue Novel Website was a publicly listed company, and under the impact of Palm Treasure Website, its stock price had been plummeting repeatedly.
Meng Bo sat in the hotel, his expression dark as he watched Lin Xuan walk in.
As Lin Xuan approached, Meng Bo's gloomy face immediately switched to a smile.
"Mr. Lin, please have a seat," Meng Bo said amiably.
Lin Xuan sat down on the chair and raised an eyebrow. "I wonder what business the all-powerful Mr. Meng has with a humble novelist like me?"
Meng Bo's expression stiffened.
Wasn't Lin Xuan clearly mocking him for blocking his novel?
"Mr. Lin," Meng Bo pretended not to notice the sarcasm in Lin Xuan's words and took out a contract, placing it in front of Lin Xuan.
"Mr. Lin, this is the termination contract for your novel. Please sign it."
Lin Xuan's novel, which featured a yandere protagonist, had previously signed a contract with a company for its comic adaptation, so the termination process had taken some time.
"Mr. Lin, all the rights to this novel belong to you, and the royalties you’ve earned do not need to be returned."
Hearing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Lin Xuan's eyes.
His novel website had been using Feiyue Novel Website as a stepping stone for marketing and had become their biggest competitor. Yet, Meng Bo was willing to return the rights to him...
"However, Mr. Lin, I have a favor to ask," Meng Bo said awkwardly. "Could you speak to the person behind you and ask them to continue collaborating with Meng Group?"
"The person behind me?" Lin Xuan looked puzzled.
Meng Bo: "The person from Su Corporation."
Lin Xuan suddenly understood.
It seemed Su Hua had intervened. She was the one who had helped him regain the rights to his novel. Over the past month, Feiyue Novel Website had revised its contracts and proactively compensated authors—these were likely all Su Hua's doing.
Having such a powerful and reliable girlfriend, ah, it felt amazing.
"Mr. Lin, Meng Group and Su Corporation have been collaborating for many years. Terminating the partnership would be detrimental to both companies, don’t you think?" Meng Bo said.
"Mr. Meng, you must be joking," Lin Xuan chuckled. "Terminating the partnership would certainly affect Meng Group, but it would barely make a dent in Su Corporation. A behemoth like Su Corporation has countless companies lining up to work with them."
"Don’t forget, Meng Bo, there’s bad blood between us. Why would I ever speak up for you?"
Meng Bo's expression stiffened.
Indeed, without Su Corporation's collaboration, Meng Group would suffer a devastating blow, while the impact on Su Corporation would be negligible...
His father had even threatened to focus on grooming a bastard son to inherit the family business.
He had no choice but to turn to Lin Xuan.
"Mr. Lin, here is ten million yuan. Please accept it."
Meng Bo placed a check in front of Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan chuckled. "Mr. Meng, are you trying to treat me like a beggar? My novel website, combined with my own novel, earns tens of millions a day. The amount you’re offering isn’t even half a day’s income for me."
Meng Bo gritted his teeth and took out another check for thirty million yuan.
Lin Xuan remained unmoved.
"Lin Xuan, what exactly do you want for the person behind you to stop targeting Meng Group?" Meng Bo was on the verge of losing his composure.
"Mr. Meng, if Su Corporation really wanted to deal with you, it wouldn’t just be about canceling the partnership. If you keep bothering me or do anything that displeases me, who knows? I might just ask the person behind me to take action against Meng Group."
He was confident that a little pillow talk with Su Hua would be enough to make it happen.
"Mr. Meng, I have other matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave now."
Lin Xuan stood up.
The main event was tonight, and he didn’t have much time to waste on Meng Bo.
After Lin Xuan left, Meng Bo clenched his fists tightly.
It was all that bitch Labahua's fault!
If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have fallen to this state. And Lin Xuan—if such a talent had stayed on his novel website, inheriting Meng Group would have been a sure thing. He wouldn’t have to deal with that bastard Meng Li strutting around in front of him.
Meng Bo’s face was filled with despair.
If only he had known better, he would have curried favor with Lin Xuan from the start...
By the time Lin Xuan returned to Night Garden, it was already 5 PM. Su Hua was sitting on the sofa, wearing a black cheongsam. The well-tailored dress perfectly accentuated her stunning figure.
The slit revealed her long, glowing legs.
She rested her head on her hand, her captivating eyes shimmering with a seductive charm that was irresistibly alluring.
Lin Xuan swallowed hard.
He noticed that Su Hua seemed to be exuding more femininity lately, every movement carrying a unique allure!
Especially in bed...
"Ah Xuan, come here," Su Hua said, her red lips curling into a smile.
"Alright."
As soon as Lin Xuan sat on the sofa, Su Hua’s soft, delicate arms wrapped around his neck.
"Ah Xuan, do I look good in this outfit?" Su Hua whispered in his ear, her breath warm and fragrant.
"You look stunning," Lin Xuan nodded. He had to admit, Su Hua’s outfit was irresistibly seductive.
"Hua Bao, I just met with Meng Bo. Did you help me get the rights to my novel back?" Lin Xuan couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes."
"Hua Bao, honestly, I didn’t care much about that novel. You didn’t have to go through so much trouble for something so trivial."
Su Hua spoke softly, "I don’t want my man to suffer any grievances. Anything that belongs to my man, I won’t allow it to fall into the hands of outsiders."
Lin Xuan: "!!!" Such overwhelming security!
"Ah Xuan, rely on me. If there’s anything you can’t handle on your own, remember to come to me."
She wanted to be his shield, to support him in every way.
She also knew that Lin Xuan was building his own career, and she wouldn’t interfere unless he couldn’t handle it. She wanted to give him enough freedom to pursue his dreams.
She didn’t want him to be a caged canary; she wanted him to soar freely and realize his full potential.
"Miss Su!"
At that moment, Jiang Qing walked into the living room and immediately saw Su Hua sitting on Lin Xuan’s lap, the atmosphere thick with intimacy.
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
Damn!
Had she just interrupted Miss Su’s private moment?
Su Hua’s icy gaze shot toward Jiang Qing.
"Miss Su, I came to remind you that it’s time to leave," Jiang Qing said, forcing herself to speak.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!