"Sweetheart, did you eat properly today without me bringing you lunch?"
Lin Ran cursed inwardly: Damn teammate, if it weren't for giving you an opportunity, my wife would’ve definitely enjoyed my lovingly prepared meal.
Now, Lin Ran was filled with regret—he still fell short when it came to Luo Yao.
Wu Zhishang sacrificing his lifelong happiness for not finding a wife was one thing, but if his own wife missed the meal he sent, she might go hungry all afternoon.
Thinking this, Lin Ran silently vowed that from now on, no matter how big the matter, Luo Yao would always come first.
Even if he were dying, he’d have to report it first.
Only with Luo Yao’s permission could he die.
Death was trivial, but dying without notifying his wife? That was a serious offense.
Luo Yao’s expression turned pitiful, her eyes reddening—a sight that would’ve caused onlookers to gasp in shock.
"I didn’t eat. I’ve been starving without your lunch."
Lin Ran’s heart ached. He quickly pulled her into a hug. "My bad, it won’t happen again. Let me take you out to eat now!"
A playful smile curled Luo Yao’s lips. "Just kidding, I already ate."
"Oh, so you’ve learned to lie now?"
The two began roughhousing in the office like a pair of kids.
Once they’d had their fun, Luo Yao nestled into Lin Ran’s arms and asked softly,
"Did you go out this morning?"
Lin Ran: "You already know, don’t you?"
Luo Yao: "The staff only said you went to the company, not what you did there."
Lin Ran: "Yeah, I went to meet family."
He then recounted the day’s events in detail.
Luo Yao listened attentively, pleased that Lin Ran hid nothing from her.
"So, what are you planning to do?"
Lin Ran: "I’ll see. I haven’t decided yet. After all, family feels cold—only you in my arms are warm."
Luo Yao’s heart skipped a beat. She had to admit, his answer gave her a little thrill.
"Was Chen Qingtian pretty? How did you meet her?"
Lin Ran stiffened.
"Yao Yao, if I said Chen Qingtian looked like garbage, I’d be lying. But even if she were a goddess, she wouldn’t hold a candle to you. As for how we met—it was at that auction banquet. But I never looked at her directly, only out of the corner of my eye."
Luo Yao nodded. She already knew what had happened that night—not just with Chen Qingtian, but how Lin Ran had turned away countless "advances" from other vixens.
She asked only to let him know she wasn’t monitoring his every move. She liked how he was now and didn’t want to pressure him further.
"Alright, I believe you. One more thing."
Lin Ran: "Go ahead."
"Is Zhang Xiaonuan going to intern at your company?"
Lin Ran froze.
"Wait—I really want to meet that lip-reading expert. That’s insane."
He was genuinely curious how someone could observe his words so clearly without being seen. He wanted to learn that skill.
"Answer my question." Luo Yao noticed Lin Ran dodging the topic.
Lin Ran mentally kicked himself for not responding faster.
"Yao Yao, Wu Zhishang manages the company. If Zhang Xiaonuan wants to intern, it’s his call, not mine. If you don’t like it, I’ll tell him right now."
Luo Yao’s gaze turned icy.
"Wu Zhishang… seems to have a death wish."
First, he arranged for Chen Qingtian to meet Lin Ran, and now this? He was speeding down the path of self-destruction.
Seeing Luo Yao’s expression, Lin Ran’s heart sank.
Uh-oh. Murder vibes.
He hurriedly pleaded for Wu Zhishang: "Though Wu Zhishang has indeed courted death, please spare his miserable life—for old times’ sake."
"Tell Wu Zhishang to think before he acts," Luo Yao said coldly.
Lin Ran was baffled. Even now, he often couldn’t decipher Luo Yao’s thoughts.
A saying about ancient rulers flashed in his mind:
Living with a tyrant is like living with a tiger.
"Sweetheart, you’re not worried I’d fall for Zhang Xiaonuan, are you? With you around, how could I even glance at another woman? Besides, there are plenty of female colleagues at the company. Why single her out?"
Luo Yao: "I’m not worried you’d like her. I’m worried she likes you."
"I’m not cash—how could every woman be into me?" Lin Ran was lost.
Luo Yao: "Intuition."
"Have you met Zhang Xiaonuan?"
"No."
"Your intuition might be off this time."
"It’s not."
Lin Ran sighed. Why did women always default to "intuition"?
Even Luo Yao wasn’t exempt.
"Fine, I’ll tell Wu Zhishang to kick Zhang Xiaonuan out."
Luo Yao paused. "Also tell him to stay away from you when he’s got nothing better to do."
Lin Ran nodded. "Whatever you say, my love. A happy life comes from obeying the wife."
His wife, his rules. What could he do? She was Luo Yao.
Loving Luo Yao meant sacrificing certain things—because her devotion bordered on obsession.
As for Wu Zhishang? Call if it’s urgent, otherwise, keep your distance.
Not that he was heartless, but when your wife’s a yandere, you adapt.
"Maybe I’m being selfish. Fine—you can meet Wu Zhishang, but if he lets another woman near you, I won’t hesitate to end him." Surprisingly, Luo Yao compromised.
She was trying to change, to give Lin Ran a bit more freedom.
Lin Ran immediately agreed.
"Wow! You’re so generous, babe. On Wu Zhishang’s behalf: ‘Thank you, Sister-in-Law!’"
Luo Yao patted his head, about to speak—when urgent knocking interrupted.
Frowning, Luo Yao called, "Come in."
Liu Meng opened the door, flinching under Luo Yao’s glare.
Did I interrupt something? But this couldn’t wait.
"President Luo, bad news—our pharmaceutical subsidiary’s been exposed for tax evasion."
"Negative reports are spreading fast across all platforms. Partners are calling nonstop for clarification."
"The medical branch manager just called too, asking for instructions."
After hearing the report, Luo Yao narrowed her eyes, lips curling into an eerie smile.
"How interesting… I didn’t expect her to still be alive."
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
