Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

"What's wrong?"

Su Qing lowered her head and asked softly.

Chen Chuang ignored him and muttered to himself, "Damn it, she's been acting more and more strange lately."

As he spoke, he impatiently pressed Su Qing's head down, his eyes darkening: "Those who accomplish great things throughout history do not concern themselves with trifles!"

Su Qing obediently lowered her head.

A few minutes later.

Chen Chuang let out a long breath.

He lit a cigarette and sneered, "Just watch, Lin Xuan won't have many good days left. After I deal with him, the Tong family will be mine."

Su Qing froze, covered her mouth, and said nothing.

Chen Chuang threw off the covers and got up: "I'm going to take a shower. You tidy yourself up; I have things to do tonight."

As he spoke, he casually tossed his phone onto the bed and went into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Su Qing had just gotten up, preparing to grab some tissues from the bedside table to wipe her mouth, when her eyes glanced at her phone.

Suddenly, a message popped up.

"If things go well tonight, I'll give you half of the Tong family's money."

Su Qing's heart suddenly raced.

She glanced instinctively toward the bathroom; the sound of water was still going on.

She clicked on the message as if possessed.

The entire conversation is displayed on the screen.

Messages began to appear.

Su Qing was increasingly shocked as she looked at the document. She instinctively covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound.

She quickly glanced through their previous records and began to tremble.

Chen Chuang, how could he do such a thing?!

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Startled, Su Qing quickly restored her phone, got out of bed, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

Chen Chuang came out, drying his hair. Seeing Su Qing's alluring figure, he chuckled, "I haven't been feeling well lately. Wait until these next few days, hehe..."

Su Qing nodded without saying much, but she was carefully calculating in her mind.

A daring plan formed in her mind...

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At 4:30 p.m., Lin Xuan arrived at the address An Lan had sent him: Wanlong Hotel.

This is a five-star hotel in Jiangzhou, luxuriously decorated, and many business banquets are held here.

Following An Lan's directions, Lin Xuan arrived at a private room on the third floor.

He pushed the door open and paused for a moment.

The private room was small, with only an elegant square table, seating a maximum of four people.

"Looks like there won't be many people tonight."

Lin Xuan walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, not forgetting to send a text message to An Lan.

At 5 o'clock sharp, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

Lin Xuan turned his head and was instantly stunned.

An Lan walked in.

But her outfit today was completely different from her usual business attire.

She wore a loose-fitting knit sweater with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone, and dark blue jeans that accentuated her straight and slender legs.

Gone are the iconic high heels; now only a pair of casual white flats.

She exuded an inexplicable sense of relaxation, even a youthful beauty.

She's like a completely different person from the icy female referee she always is!

The only thing that remained the same was their unchanging indifferent expression.

Lin Xuan stared blankly at it.

It wasn't until An Lan walked in and sat opposite him that he realized what was happening and quickly spoke up:

"President An!"

"Okay," An Lan replied, picking up the menu.

Lin Xuan stood up and waited for her instructions.

But An Lan flipped through the menu for a while, looked up and told the waiter a few dishes, then looked at Lin Xuan:

What do you want to eat?

Lin Xuan was taken aback: "President An, I'm not important. It depends on what the client likes..."

"It's just the two of us tonight," An Lan said calmly.

"The two of us?"

"I had an appointment with a client, but they just called me saying something came up. We're all here now, so let's eat here."

Without giving Lin Xuan a chance to ask any more questions, An Lan ordered two more dishes and nodded to the waiter.

Only the two of them remained in the private room.

Lin Xuan blinked.

So, tonight I'm actually having dinner alone with the CEO...?

When this news gets back to the company, it will probably cause a lot of envy, jealousy and resentment among people.

"What, you don't want to eat?"

An Lan saw him standing there dumbfounded and spoke softly.

"No...no, it's Mr. An's treat, that's wonderful." Lin Xuan quickly shook his head.

Eat beautiful food with beautiful people.

This is such a good thing, why wouldn't I want to enjoy it?

Isn't that a complete idiot?

"Can't you treat me?" An Lan joked, something she'd never done before.

The atmosphere immediately eased considerably.

Lin Xuan wasn't shy and sat down, smiling as he said, "If I were treating... it wouldn't be here. I know a night market where the food is delicious and inexpensive! Lots of young couples love to eat there. The taste is... well, in a big hotel like this..."

"Shut up, it's my treat."

"Alright!"

"Oh, right, go get a bottle of red wine; they know what I like to drink."

"Yes, Mr. An!"

Lin Xuan immediately stood up and walked out of the private room.

Just as he finished ordering the red wine and was about to return to the private room, he suddenly noticed a figure not far away.

Someone who instantly made him feel nauseous!

Chen Chuang.

He was facing the door sideways, a fawning smile on his face, seemingly saying something to the people inside the private room before you went in and closed the door.

"unlucky!"

Lin Xuan frowned, not expecting to encounter this bastard here.

The waiter brought over an opened bottle of red wine.

Lin Xuan didn't think much of it and took the wine back to the private room.

Inside, An Lan was looking down at her phone screen, her fingers swiping rapidly.

Working again.

Lin Xuan placed the red wine aside and sat quietly to the side.

His gaze involuntarily fell on An Lan, whose expression was focused at that moment.

Lin Xuan asked instinctively, "President An, aren't you tired?"

An Lan paused, looking up from her phone: "Tired?"

"Hmm, you manage such a big company, dealing with all sorts of big and small things every day, you must be... very tired."

An Lan fell silent.

After a long silence, she finally spoke softly, "I'm used to it."

With just those three simple words, Lin Xuan sensed a deep weariness in her.

At this moment, An Lan seemed to feel some stiffness in her shoulders and neck, and she raised her hand to gently massage her shoulders.

Lin Xuan, seeing this, said, "President An, would you like me to massage your shoulders? My technique is pretty good."

An Lan raised her head, her eyebrows slightly furrowed: "I've heard about it, like you and Yu Rou?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

No, what exactly did Su Yurou say about herself in front of An Lan?

"President An, I suspect Manager Su is talking nonsense..."

An Lan didn't answer. She turned off her phone and leaned back slightly: "You're more capable than I thought."

It sounded like a compliment, but Lin Xuan found it rather strange.

"President An has misunderstood... It's just a family-inherited massage technique to relieve fatigue. President Zhao Xueli secured her order using this technique."

Lin Xuan didn't mince words and spoke earnestly.

As he spoke, he stood up and came behind An Lan: "Why don't you give it a try? No charge if you're not satisfied."

An Lan neither said yes nor no, she simply closed her eyes.

Lin Xuan took her tacit consent and gently placed his hand on An Lan's shoulder.

He could feel her body tremble slightly for a moment.