Jiang Shuqin strode over to stand in front of Lin Xuan.
"How did you get here?" Jiang Shuqin asked coldly.
The moment she saw Lin Xuan, a throbbing pulse started at her temples. She always felt nothing good would come of his appearances.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "What? I can't come?"
Jiang Shuqin said coldly, "This is the celebration banquet for my daughter's company, Lin Xuan. You have already severed ties with our Lin family. We have no relationship now."
"You have no right to attend any banquet hosted by our Lin family, and you are not welcome. You! Right now! Immediately! Get out of this celebration banquet!"
Jiang Shuqin pointed her finger towards the hotel entrance.
Lin Xuan unhurriedly pulled out an invitation, raising an eyebrow as he said, "Ms. Jiang, I was invited by your daughter to attend the celebration banquet."
Jiang Shuqin instinctively denied it. "Impossible. Wan'er said she didn't invite you. That invitation must be fake! You must have forged it just to get into the banquet and ruin it!"
The society matrons watching all shook their heads.
"Is Jiang Shuqin stupid? Her own biological son is so accomplished, yet instead of trying to mend their relationship, she treats him like this."
If Jiang Shuqin were nicer to Lin Xuan, with his current achievements, she could undoubtedly live a life of comfort and be respected wherever she went.
"Exactly, exactly. I'm curious, what deep-seated hatred does she have against her own son to treat him like this?"
"I think we should keep our distance from the Lin family from now on. They're too foolish. I don't see them amounting to much. And who knows, Lin Xuan might avoid dealing with us if he sees us getting close to the Lins."
Lin Xuan's value far exceeded that of the entire Lin family.
Lin Qingwan's skincare company might be doing well, but what did that have to do with them?
Besides improving their complexions, it offered them no other benefit.
They could always buy those skincare products from the store later; there was no need to curry favor with Lin Qingwan.
These wealthy ladies all began calculating in their minds.
Lin Xuan simply tossed the invitation onto the floor and stepped on it several times.
"Lin Xuan, you!" Jiang Shuqin fumed.
Lin Xuan sneered. "You all said the invitation was fake, didn't you? Since it's fake, there's no harm in me throwing it on the ground and stepping on it."
"Lin Xuan, take those two people with you and get out!"
Jiang Shuqin's finger was trembling with anger.
If she continued to tangle with Lin Xuan, she felt she'd lose years off her life.
Lin Xuan remained standing in place, one hand still in his pocket, unmoved.
He spoke slowly and deliberately, "I am the owner of the Royal Hotel. If I want to enter this hotel, isn't it a simple matter?"
"Lin Xuan, you're saying this huge hotel is yours? Impossible!"
Jiang Shuqin simply didn't believe Lin Xuan's words.
The Royal Hotel was clearly impressive.
How could it possibly belong to Lin Xuan?
"Lin Xuan, you've been away from the Lin family for two years, yet you're still the same habitual liar. A leopard truly never changes its spots."
It was the same when he was with the Lin family before.
Lin Xuan often lied, letting Li take the blame.
Thankfully, they never believed Lin Xuan, otherwise, they wouldn't know how many times they would have wrongly accused Li.
Lin Xuan probably still thought that as their biological son and brother, the whole family would side with him.
Hah.
Lin Xuan was mistaken. They sided with what was right, not with family.
Lin Chang frowned deeply.
Looking at Lin Xuan, he also thought Lin Xuan was lying.
Buying the Royal Hotel would require at least billions.
Some said Lin Xuan bought it.
He had specifically inquired; the Tianmu Group had not made such an expenditure.
Relying on Lin Xuan alone to pay tens of billions upfront was simply impossible.
The Royal Hotel was also a coveted prize many had their eyes on; without powerful connections, it couldn't be acquired.
Lin Xuan had only been developing his company for two years; his foundation wasn't solid yet.
Where would he get the connections and money to take over such a large hotel?
Jiang Shuqin continued coldly, "Lin Xuan, we will not allow you to stay here."
"If you don't want me to call security to throw you out, you will leave right now!"
The moment Jiang Shuqin saw Lin Xuan, a powerful rage rose in her heart.
If Lin Xuan hadn't targeted Xinghui Group and set traps for them, how could Xinghui Group have gone bankrupt?
She wouldn't have had to endure so many cold looks from others.
The master was right; Lin Xuan was a jinx.
She wanted absolutely nothing to do with Lin Xuan now!
Lin Xuan didn't explain further. Instead, he picked up his phone and instructed, "Come over. I'm on the first floor of the hotel, at the DR Cosmetics celebration banquet venue."
"Yes, boss. I'll be right there. Please wait a moment," the person on the other end of the phone replied respectfully.
After hanging up, he straightened his clothes.
This was the first time the boss had personally visited the hotel in the two months since he bought it.
He had to make a good impression.
The manager walked out of his office.
"You four," the manager said, looking at four staff members. "Come with me to see the boss."
The four staff members' eyes lit up.
"The boss is actually here? That's great!"
"I heard our boss is the head of Tianmu Group, very capable and especially handsome. He's my idol. I never thought I'd get to see him in person. I'm so happy!"
"Such a pity. I heard the boss has a girlfriend. If only he were single, how wonderful that would be."
If she could become the boss's girlfriend, she'd probably wake up laughing from her dreams.
But even if the boss didn't have a girlfriend, someone of his caliber would never look at someone like her.
Better stop daydreaming.
The manager and the four hotel staff members headed downstairs together.
Jiang Shuqin watched Lin Xuan on the phone and snorted. "Putting on an act."
If she didn't know Lin Xuan so well, she might actually be fooled by his demeanor into thinking he really was the person who acquired the Royal Hotel.
Meanwhile, a vein throbbed on Lin Chang's forehead.
Why did he have such a terribly bad feeling?
And judging by Lin Xuan's demeanor, he didn't seem to be lying...
Could he really be the owner of the Royal Hotel...
Lin Li spoke up, "Brother, you should apologize to Mom and Dad. You are their biological son. If you sincerely admit your mistakes, I believe they won't blame you."
"And, I know everything you did against our Lin family before was just because you couldn't swallow your anger and wanted revenge. Now that I've ended up like this, Xinghui Group is bankrupt, and even Third Sister lost her hospital job because of you... you've taken your revenge. Isn't that enough now?"
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
