Chapter 0110

"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."