Super Tycoon: I Beg You, Stop Pulling Stunts

They had planned to party all night. They were all chronic night owls.

Leaving the bar at three or four in the morning, then heading to Haidilao for hotpot until dawn—that was standard practice for them.

But Lin Chu slipped away first.

Besides, there was no Haidilao on Bohe Island.

To be honest, the whole thing was pretty strange. The last person to trigger such a strong, primal urge in him had been Lin Xiwan. And now, a new girl was replacing the old. His Little Sweet had become Madam Niu, like two runners passing the baton in a relay race.

Room 302 in the hotel’s main building. A sea-view suite with a king-sized bed. This was Liang Jieyu’s room.

He closed the door, and the windows too. The soundproofing was excellent; the noise from outside was almost completely gone.

"Did you... want to see this?"

She tidied up the bag on her bed, took out a stack of documents, and handed them to Lin Chu, her face slightly flushed.

Lin Chu glanced at it and froze for a second—it was a medical report.

He drew in a sharp breath.

’She’s really thorough.’

"I already sent the first four pages, but I didn’t send them the fifth page."

She made a point of emphasizing this, her voice trembling slightly, betraying her nervousness.

Curiosity piqued, Lin Chu scanned through the pages. When he got to the fifth, he was taken aback, then felt an instinctive flash of pleasure. He looked up at her, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chu asked, slightly speechless. A medical report confirming her hymen was intact... that was pretty absurd.

She bit her lip lightly. "I... it’s a medical report. I’ve never been in a relationship or had a boyfriend."

Lin Chu looked at her, his expression calm.

"And?"

Lin Chu’s nonchalant, almost unimpressed attitude left her at a loss. She forced a placating smile. "I... I’m just letting you know."

Staring at her for a few seconds, Lin Chu slowly began to understand.

’It’s understandable, I guess.’

Describing it as "raising her own value" seemed a bit harsh. The girl was just trying to be taken more seriously, even if, at its core, it was still about the money.

—’Hey, look, I’m a good girl. I’ve kept myself pure.’

Lin Chu had heard about the conditions some billionaires had for matchmaking, and this was often a strict requirement for the woman.

Some things, like a beautiful and artistic dance, were destined to be luxuries.

At this moment, Lin Chu even felt like he was the one who wasn’t getting it, that he hadn’t fully adjusted to the "billionaire" mindset.

Perhaps, in the circles of the truly wealthy, the demand for chastity was an unwritten rule, if not an explicit one.

A deeply ingrained cultural context.

However, her method—just slapping a medical report in his face—seemed immature, clumsy, and a bit crass. But it also proved, in a way, that the girl really was innocent.

After thinking it through, that small sense of unease in Lin Chu’s heart completely vanished.

He couldn’t help but shake his head and smile.

’Unbelievable.’

"Hey, so I’m curious, have you ever watched porn?"

Lin Chu lit a cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke, and asked with a teasing smile.

Her face turned bright red as she nodded awkwardly. "Yeah, we watched it together in the dorms."

Now, seeing Lin Chu’s series of reactions—shock rather than sleaziness—she even started to think that he was quite innocent himself.

Clearly, Lin Chu wasn’t the kind of person who was shameless and without principles.

This, in turn, gave her a strange sense of security and comfort.

After all, the pursuit of and trust in good qualities is etched into everyone’s soul.

Lin Chu nodded and smiled.

He felt that tonight, he’d actually gained some new "perspectives."

The splits.

Those who’ve tried it, know.

「The next morning.」

Lin Chu went to Da Xiong’s shooting range to enjoy the thrill of firing a gun.

He came away with two impressions.

First, the recoil numbed his hands and shoulders, and his eardrums hurt.

Second, he couldn’t hit anything. He couldn’t even aim the pistol properly. The gun seemed to have a mind of its own.

After only a short while, Lin Chu decided to call it quits.

’Playing with weapons really isn’t for me.’

He also picked up three handguns for Gao Haitao. Lin Chu didn’t know the models or styles, only that one of them was an M1911.

Any fantasies of becoming some hot-blooded international mercenary had been completely shattered in his mind and tossed to the far ends of the earth.

’Even gangsters have to use their brains!’

He’d leave this stuff to his bodyguards.

The afternoon was for scuba practice. For a beginner, the basic moves and essentials weren’t hard to pick up. It was mostly about getting familiar with the scuba gear and safety procedures.

Lin Xiwan taught him personally, guiding him every step of the way.

She knew exactly what Lin Chu had been up to last night. That little slut, the dancer, hadn’t even gotten out of bed or shown her face today. She’d even had the staff deliver her meals to her room.

’Serves her right!’

But throughout the lesson, she didn’t let any of it show. On the contrary, she was even more gentle and patient.

’I’ve got my priorities straight now.’

’I’m just leeching off a big shot. I’m not his wife, not even his girlfriend. I even invested three million with him.’

Lin Xiwan even felt that she had been too careless.

But now, she could only play the long game and take it slow.

Flipping out was out of the question. As long as Lin Chu had money, she would never turn on him.

She repeated to herself over and over: ’He’s a client. A client. A major client. The most distinguished client.’

Lin Chu felt like he had pretty much gotten the hang of it.

Scuba diving was simple. You just had to master inflating and deflating to control your ascent and descent, breathe through the regulator, and clear your mask. That was it.

He practiced a few times in the pool, and each time was a success.

"Are you mad? You’re not going to try and pull out my breathing tube underwater, are you?"

Lin Chu teased her with a wicked smile during their break.

Lin Xiwan shot him a flirtatiously angry look and gently slapped him. "Jerk, what are you saying! What kind of person do you take me for? I’m a little angry, but I can’t stop someone from throwing herself at you, can I?"

She glanced around. Seeing no one nearby, she let out a long sigh. "I’m not trying to control you, just... don’t forget about me. I feel like the other girls are all starting to laugh at me, giving me strange looks. Big shot, you have to back me up. This is so hard on me. I’m about to become a laughingstock."

Lin Chu laughed. "You bet I’ll back you up. With all my might."

Her: "Uh."

She couldn’t help but blush.

Images of *those* scenes flashed through her mind, and she felt a warmth spread through her.

"Who’s laughing at you? Give me a name. We can just toss them in the sea to feed the sharks. I just got my hands on three guns, you know."

Lin Chu said with a casual laugh.

Lin Xiwan: ?

Of course, she knew Lin Chu was joking, but when he said things like that, it came out as genuinely domineering, full of a gangster’s swagger.

That was what had made her heart flutter in the first place, and it still did now.

"No way... Don’t say that, you’re scaring me. No, no, that’s not necessary. We’ll see who dares to say anything. Don’t force me to get my hands dirty. Just don’t get mad at me when it happens."

she said softly, proposing her own solution.

In places like this, abroad, there was almost nothing money couldn’t do. Everything had a price tag.

She was also afraid she might actually give Lin Chu ideas, which would be terrifying.

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