Brother Dao laid out their work arrangements in a few clear sentences.
From that day on, everyone in the Liu family began "working" to repay their debts. As for whether things would get worse in the future—the answer was undoubtedly yes.
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Liu Yuemei returned after yet another exhausting shift, feeling even more crushed.
When would this nightmare ever end?
"Yuemei, go talk to that ungrateful son Lin Ran again. I can’t take this anymore."
Liu Yuemei replied, "Xiao Ran has already been discharged. He doesn’t want to see you, so he’s avoiding you."
"What? That little brat left the hospital without even telling me?"
"Nurse! Nurse!"
Just as Lin Tianba was about to call for a nurse, Liu Yuemei stopped him.
"Husband, what should we do now?"
Lin Tianba was seething with rage, his face turning red with fury.
At that moment, a nurse walked in with a polite smile. "Esteemed patient in Bed 2, today’s payment is due."
"What? The money’s already gone?" Liu Yuemei looked shocked.
"Yes. You’re staying in a premium ward and using imported medication—none of which is covered by insurance. You currently owe over 10,000 yuan, so the billing department sent me to collect payment."
Lin Tianba waved his hand dismissively and pulled out his bank card. "Yuemei, go pay with this."
But when Liu Yuemei tried to use the card, it was declined.
Liu Yuemei froze. Lin Tianba froze. Lin Jian froze even harder.
After calling the bank, Lin Tianba learned that his assets had been frozen by the court.
"You said I had a month! Why freeze them now?"
The bank representative replied, "We applied for early enforcement, and the court approved it."
This wasn’t just supervision—it meant Lin Tianba couldn’t touch a single cent. Every penny would go toward repaying the bank.
If there was anything left, it would be his—but unfortunately, not a dime would remain.
"This is outrageous!" Lin Tianba was so angry he could barely breathe.
"Do you have the money or not? If not, move to a standard ward or figure out another way to pay. There are other patients waiting," the billing clerk urged, while the head nurse beside her shot them a mocking look.
The entire Lin family burned with shame.
This was the first time they’d ever felt the humiliation of being broke.
Even when Lin Ran had them kicked out of Suran Group, it hadn’t hurt this much.
"Who said we’re broke? We’re the owners of Suran Group!" Liu Yuemei argued. She couldn’t stand being called poor—that word had no place in her life.
"The owners of Suran Group can’t even pay their hospital bills?"
"You—!" Liu Yuemei pointed at the head nurse, nearly exploding with rage. But she knew this wasn’t the time for pride.
Lin Jian tugged at her sleeve, and when she turned, she saw Lin Tianba’s face dark with fury.
Lin Tianba scoffed. "This dump isn’t worth staying in anyway."
Liu Yuemei quickly agreed. "Exactly! My husband’s almost fully recovered. Let’s go."
Lin Jian, still in a cast, rolled his eyes. A flurry of question marks filled his mind.
So no one cares about me?
The head nurse interjected, "Even if you’re discharging yourselves, you still have to settle the outstanding balance."
Fuming, Lin Tianba pulled out his phone.
Thankfully, he still had a few thousand in his digital wallet—but when he checked, it was frozen too.
Same with his other accounts.
"Damn it!" He nearly hurled his phone, forcing Lin Jian to duck.
In the end, Lin Jian and Liu Yuemei had to scrape together every last bit of cash they had to cover the bill.
Lin Tianba growled, "Fine. I’ll remember this hospital. I’ll make sure everyone knows how you treat patients."
"Security, escort them out. Don’t let them disturb other patients."
The family was unceremoniously thrown out.
They slumped onto the sidewalk outside the hospital, defeated.
"Husband, what do we do now?"
"It’s all Lin Ran’s fault! Why did he get discharged? Wait—why was he even hospitalized?"
Liu Yuemei: "I don’t know."
Lin Jian: "The crow doesn’t boast." (I don’t know either.)
Lin Tianba froze.
A flicker of guilt—one he barely noticed—stirred in his heart.
Had he ever really cared about Lin Ran?
"Find that ungrateful son. I need to talk to him."
With no other choice, Lin Tianba led his family back to their rented apartment. Lin Jian stayed silent the whole way.
He’d made up his mind. He’d give his trashy older brother one last chance. If Lin Ran refused to hand over the money, he’d make sure Lin Ran became infamous at the school festival.
He’d expose Lin Ran to the world as a gold-digging pretty boy—one who even flirted with his own cousin.
Let’s see how you handle that.
Meanwhile, the mastermind behind it all, Lin Ran, was comfortably nestled in his villa, enjoying life with his beloved wife.
The night was mysterious, full of allure and adventure. When the heavens turned off the world’s lights, it became the perfect time for exploration.
Lin Ran was no exception. Only two people knew just how hard he worked.
In the quiet darkness, the couple whispered sweet nothings, their love palpable.
"Ah Ran, you’ll stay with me forever, right?"
Lin Ran smiled. "I’m wild and untamed, yet I’d gladly fall head over heels for you. Isn’t that proof enough of my love?"
He understood Luo Yao’s insecurities but knew there was no quick fix. He’d patiently chip away at her walls, continuing even if her affection maxed out.
"Ah Ran, I can’t sleep. Talk to me."
"Sure, I’m awake too. What do you want to hear?"
Luo Yao traced her fingers lightly over his face. "Anything, as long as it’s from you."
Lin Ran grinned. "Then I’ll tell you ‘I love you’ ten thousand times."
Her lips curled slightly. "Love isn’t about words."
Lin Ran stiffened. Oh no. He forgot to prepare the soup tonight.
"Then should we…?"
Luo Yao shook her head. "I don’t want to tire you. Let’s talk about something else. Like—who do you like most besides me?"
Lin Ran raised an eyebrow. "Are you playing ‘Yama’s Death Note’ with me?"
Luo Yao stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Caught me. So? Are you going to answer?"
Lin Ran was utterly charmed.
His little devil was usually ice-cold or exuded a strict, CEO-like aura. Only with him did she melt into a pool of warmth.
But even then, he rarely saw her make such an adorable face. The contrast was overwhelming.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"