Liu Yuemei noticed her son's unusual mood and asked with concern, "Son, are you in pain?"
Lin Jian shook his head, indicating he didn’t want to talk. Just as Liu Yuemei was about to say something else, a message popped up on her phone.
[Brother Dao: Another businessman will be arriving in the neighboring hospital room soon. Go handle it.]
Liu Yuemei…
She was utterly devastated. Sure, this kind of thing was thrilling, but wasn’t it like dancing on the edge of a knife?
[Liu Yuemei: My husband is hospitalized here. Can’t you send someone else?]
[Brother Dao: Who said you could negotiate? Get your ass over there, or I’ll spill all your dirty secrets to that idiot husband of yours.]
Brother Dao was never a good man. He treated Lin Ran with courtesy only because of his status, but to everyone else, he was ruthless and cruel.
There was nothing he wouldn’t touch—except drugs.
Liu Yuemei was terrified by Brother Dao’s threat and quickly replied, [Fine, I’ll go.]
"Yuemei, who are you messaging?"
"Huh? Oh… just my girlfriends. They keep insisting I join them for mahjong later. I told them I’m here with my husband and can’t go, but they said they’ll never invite me again. Honestly, how could friends compare to family?"
Lin Tianba felt a pang of guilt. "Yuemei, you’ve suffered enough. Skip the mahjong tonight. You’re still recovering, and it’s already late."
Liu Yuemei cursed inwardly—that excuse hadn’t worked.
"Husband, I’ll listen to you… Oh no, my stomach… it hurts so much! I’ll go downstairs to find a doctor. You rest first."
"Go ahead. If anything happens, Jian and I can call the nurse. Besides, I can walk now."
Liu Yuemei gave Lin Tianba a guilty look. "Then I’ll go, husband. I love you."
"Mm, go on."
Lin Jian lay silently in bed, sensing something was off but unable to pinpoint what.
An hour later, Liu Yuemei returned to the ward, exhausted…
Meanwhile, in a bustling mall in the capital, Liu Ritian’s family was indulging in a shopping spree.
After embezzling Liu Yuemei’s money, they had moved away—not out of fear, but to avoid her pestering.
Even if she found them now, they weren’t worried.
They doubted she’d dare call the police, and even if she did, it wouldn’t matter.
The money had come from Lin Tianba, framed as repayment of a debt—perfectly justified in their eyes.
Such was the confidence of these legally ignorant fools.
Liu Ritian was busy picking out luxury items with his parents, while Liu Ruxue was absent, still at school.
Suddenly, a group of intimidating men entered the store and swiftly began clearing the place.
Liu Ritian tried to leave with his family, only to be stopped.
"Mr. Liu, where do you think you’re going?"
Liu Ritian blinked at the burly man in confusion—he didn’t recognize him.
"How do you know me? Who are you?"
Faced with the overwhelming numbers, even the usually arrogant Liu Ritian turned polite.
"My name is Wei Xiang. You can call me Lord Wei—I’ve earned the title."
Liu Ritian shook his head. "Lord Wei? Never heard of you."
Wei Xiang grabbed Liu Ritian’s ear and snarled, "Do. You. Know. Me. Now?"
"Yes, yes! You’re Lord Wei!"
Releasing his grip, Wei Xiang signaled his men to surround the family.
"Liu Yuemei hired our boss, Brother Dao, to collect a debt from you. Come with us."
Liu’s mother instantly grew defensive. "What debt? We don’t owe anyone money!"
Wei Xiang gave a look, and the family was forcibly escorted out.
"This is illegal! You’re restricting our freedom!"
Wei Xiang smirked. "Talking law with me? In our line of work, we know the law best. Go ahead, call the cops. Worst case, we get a few days inside. But you? Over 50 million? You’ll be sewing prison uniforms for life."
As professional debt collectors, they never lacked legal knowledge.
They only took cases with solid footing—like Liu Yuemei’s. Even if they crossed a line, the consequences were minor compared to the Liu family’s fraud.
"You—what proof do you have? Liu Yuemei never gave us any money!"
Wei Xiang scoffed. "Not my problem. Lin Tianba’s transfers to you weren’t labeled as gifts, were they? The records alone are evidence."
The Liu family fell silent, unsure if Wei Xiang was bluffing.
"Relax, we don’t do violent collections. Let’s go."
They were shoved into a car and taken to the underground fight club beneath the Entertainment City.
There, they finally met the legendary underground kingpin.
Brother Dao spread his arms with a polite smile. "Welcome to Entertainment City, everyone…"
Meanwhile, at Skygarden Manor, Lin Ran had fully recovered, energetic and refreshed after yesterday’s weakness.
But his good mood didn’t last.
Luo Yao was about to cook again.
"One last try. I know I’ll succeed this time," she declared confidently.
Every servant in the manor rushed to dissuade her—even Uncle Fu, surprisingly, joined the chorus.
Only Granny Wang was puzzled.
Wasn’t it sweet for the young miss to cook for Master Lin? Why was everyone so tense?
But Luo Yao was unstoppable—she either succeeded or went down trying.
This time, however, she asked the chef for guidance.
When she finally presented a dish that looked and smelled perfect, everyone gaped.
Lin Ran: "Yao… you really made this?"
"Of course. Want to try?"
Lin Ran thought, Where there’s a will, there’s a way, but then hesitated, recalling his stomach’s past suffering.
His eyes flicked to Uncle Fu. Luo Yao caught on instantly.
"Yao, I have an idea."
"Funny, so do I."
Uncle Fu’s pupils trembled.
"Young miss, I—"
"Eat." Luo Yao’s command was a single word.
With no choice, Uncle Fu took a bite, chewing slowly as he commented,
"The flavor is balanced, seasoning perfect. Young miss, you’ve truly succeeded. As expected of you."
Lin Ran and Luo Yao said nothing, just watched him closely.
Ten minutes later, Uncle Fu doubled over in agony, sweat pouring down his face.
And so, the loyal old steward collapsed.
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.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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.
