Chapter 12: She Cried
Su Hua emerged from the bathroom.
Brother Lin Xuan, in a panic, approached with his phone to explain, “Su Hua, this is the chat record between me and Qin Ruoyao from this afternoon. Yes, I did contact Qin Ruoyao, but there was no flirtation whatsoever.”
Su Hua glanced at the content and seemed momentarily stunned.
“Su Hua, I’ve come to my senses. I won’t pursue Qin Ruoyao anymore. I’ll stay by your side and work hard to be a good man for you,” Lin Xuan declared sincerely.
“Hmm.” Su Hua appeared completely pacified, all traces of anger vanishing.
Her red lips brushed against Lin Xuan’s ear as she whispered, “Ah Xuan, if you’re acting, keep it up. If today wasn’t a misunderstanding, every line of communication you have will be cut off by me.”
Lin Xuan sighed helplessly. Alright, Su Hua still thought he was putting on an act.
But that was understandable. Before Su Hua went abroad, they were arguing fiercely. Once she left, he hastily married Qin Ruoyao, forcing Su Hua to abandon a major collaboration and rush back to stop the wedding. He really was troublesome.
Lin Xuan sighed again, deciding that from now on, he’d prove his sincerity through his actions.
“Su Hua, uh, let me apply medicine to the wound on your shoulder.” Lin Xuan nervously eyed the injury on Su Hua’s fragrant shoulder, regretting ever biting her.
However, Su Hua didn’t seem angry; instead, she seemed even more excited, squeezing every last drop out of him.
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Jiang Qing entered the Yeyuan estate with a contract in hand.
“Butler Wang, where’s Su Zong?” There was something urgent at the company that required Su Hua’s approval. Despite multiple calls going unanswered, Jiang Qing decided to visit Yeyuan personally to find Su Hua and deliver the contract for her signature.
It was strange. Their Su Zong was a workaholic who would go to the office even with a high fever of 39 degrees Celsius. Yet this afternoon, she didn’t show up for work, nor did she notify anyone.
“The Miss is resting in her room.”
“At this hour? Is Su Zong not feeling well?” Jiang Qing asked worriedly.
“Not that I know of,” Butler Wang coughed lightly. “She’s just tired. Young Master Lin is with her, so you needn’t worry, Jiang Secretary.”
Jiang Qing disagreed. “Butler Wang, if Su Zong wants to rest, why are you letting her alone with Lin Xuan? That’s dangerous!”
Butler Wang replied, “Jiang Secretary, Young Master Lin has changed a lot. He won’t do anything to harm the Miss. You can relax.”
Jiang Qing looked skeptical. Didn’t Lin Xuan hate Su Zong after being forced into marriage? Why would he treat her kindly?
Butler Wang added, “And even if Young Master Lin killed the Miss, would she fight back?”
Jiang Qing fell silent. No, she wouldn’t…
At that moment, Su Hua descended the stairs wearing a white spaghetti strap nightgown covered by a thin veil. Her long black hair cascaded over her chest, exuding a serene beauty.
Jiang Qing paused momentarily.
Su Zong had been abducted as a child and trained into a cold-blooded killing machine. At sixteen, when she returned to the Su family, she lived amidst constant danger. The head of the Su Chaifan empire was a position she ascended over countless bodies.
She always had to be vigilant against assassination attempts. Twice, she nearly died…
If Su Zong hadn’t gone through all that, perhaps she would have been a carefree socialite, always smiling.
Su Hua reached the bottom of the stairs and asked, “What is it?”
“Su Zong, it’s like this,” Jiang Qing explained the situation at the company truthfully.
Su Hua nodded. “Alright, follow their company’s requirements.”
“Su Zong, also, please sign this contract.”
“Okay.”
As Su Hua signed the contract, Jiang Qing stood behind her and accidentally noticed something—there was a prominent bite mark on her shoulder! It must have been made recently.
Recalling what Butler Wang had said about Lin Xuan being with Su Zong…
Jiang Qing suddenly thought of two words… Bluebeard, and Emperor neglecting his duties.
After Su Hua finished signing, Jiang Qing didn’t linger but couldn’t help glancing a few times at Lin Xuan descending the stairs.
In this world, Su Zong cared only for Lin Xuan. Hopefully, Lin Xuan wouldn’t betray Su Zong’s feelings.
For the next two days, Lin Xuan and Su Hua got along peacefully.
That evening, Su Hua lounged on the sofa in the bedroom flipping through a finance magazine. Fresh from her bath, she radiated beauty, her damp hair draped over her shoulders, while her black silk gown accentuated her curves.
Lin Xuan mustered his courage and entered. “Su Hua…”
“What is it?”
Facing the moment of truth, Lin Xuan hesitated. Asking Su Hua for freedom would surely provoke her possessive nature.
His words transformed into, “Su Hua, wet hair isn’t good for your health. Let me dry it for you.”
Lin Xuan picked up the hairdryer and began drying Su Hua’s hair, her soft black tresses slipping through his fingers.
He realized how beautiful and soft her hair was—something he’d never noticed before! What was wrong with his eyes?
Once her hair was dry, Su Hua gently pushed Lin Xuan onto the bed, her hair brushing against his face, carrying a fresh fragrance.
This position…
“Gulp.” Lin Xuan could hear himself swallowing.
Su Hua tilted Lin Xuan’s chin upward, her lips parting slightly. “Ah Xuan, you’re being so nice to me. I feel like devouring you.”
Was she referring to THAT kind of eating?
A flicker of anticipation rose in Lin Xuan’s heart.
But… each time Su Hua became too intense, and he struggled to keep up.
Su Hua’s beautiful eyes gleamed with a crazed intensity. “This way, we’ll become one forever, bound together for eternity.”
Su Hua’s expression was serious, her manicured fingers tracing circles around his throat.
Lin Xuan timidly replied, “Well, there’s no need to eat me. I can provide emotional support. Su Hua, don’t you prefer me alive?”
She did.
Su Hua’s gaze darkened.
But she was scared—it might all be a dream. When she woke up, reality would return, and he’d still be the person trying desperately to escape.
Su Hua chuckled softly. “Fine, then I’ll give you this chance.”
