Lin Ran immediately cut her off, saying, "Darling, I love you. I don’t want anyone but you—I won’t even glance at anyone else. Right now, all I want is you..."
After wrapping up a business deal worth hundreds of millions, Liu Meng knocked on the door.
"President Luo, Young Master Lin, a popular show has extended an invitation. They’d like to know if you’d be interested in participating."
Luo Yao and Lin Ran exchanged puzzled looks.
Had Liu Meng lost her mind?
With their status, why would they ever need to appear on an interview show?
In fact, even Liu Meng had been stunned when she first heard the request. But the assistant’s explanation had instantly enlightened her.
Seeing the skeptical expressions on Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s faces, Liu Meng didn’t dare delay and quickly clarified.
"This interview program is quite famous—it’s called The Boss and His Better Half. It primarily features successful entrepreneurs, though they occasionally invite celebrities as well. The show documents their weekend routines, but since it’s a live broadcast, it would require some of your time on Sunday morning. President Luo, what do you think?"
After delivering her pitch, Liu Meng waited for Luo Yao’s response.
There were two reasons she had brought this to Luo Yao.
First, as the president’s executive assistant, she knew her boss well—anything involving Young Master Lin was something Luo Yao would be interested in.
The second reason was far more mischievous. The assistant had remarked, "We get fed dog food every day, while others miss out. Isn’t that just unfair?"
And so, this devious reasoning became Liu Meng’s motivation.
Why should we be the only ones suffering?
Let the whole world experience this "joy" too.
Let everyone see just how shamelessly lovey-dovey their boss and her husband could be.
Of course, Liu Meng had one concern—whether Lin Ran would agree to participate. After all, the final decision rested with him.
Luo Yao turned to Lin Ran and asked, "A-Ran, do you want to do this?"
Without a second thought, Lin Ran replied, "I’ll go along with whatever you decide."
Luo Yao lowered her head in thought.
As the young lady of the foremost financial conglomerate, appearing on such a program would be beneath her dignity.
But the thought of flaunting her relationship with Lin Ran in front of the entire internet, declaring to the world "This man is mine," sent her spiraling into a honey-sweet euphoria.
It would also serve as a warning to any woman who dared set her sights on Lin Ran.
A feeling called "desire" exploded in Luo Yao’s heart.
"Fine, go ahead and schedule it."
Seeing Luo Yao’s agreement, Liu Meng added, "Oh, President Luo, the show might also ask some rather personal questions. That’s actually why it’s so popular."
"Got it."
With Luo Yao raising no objections, Liu Meng was practically giddy with delight.
Everyone thinks my job as the executive assistant is so easy, huh? Just wait—in a couple of days, they’ll see just how "easy" it really is.
With that, Liu Meng promptly contacted the production team.
The show’s director was in the studio, preparing materials for other guests when the assistant director approached him.
"Director, didn’t we already invite Luo Yao and Lin Ran? Why are you still prepping questions for other people?"
The director looked at him as if he were an idiot. "What kind of nobodies are we? Do you really think Luo Yao would ever agree to appear on our show?"
The assistant director frowned. "Then why did you have me send the invitation?"
"It was just a symbolic gesture to appease the audience. Lin Ran’s popularity is through the roof right now—everyone wants to see him. But who is President Luo? Forget her, even Lin Ran is way out of our league. Our backers can’t even compare to them. We’re not in the same stratosphere, got it?"
Seeing the assistant director’s confusion, the director sighed and continued impatiently.
"Let’s be real—our boss is just a seasoned entrepreneur in the entertainment industry. The guests we usually get are either B-list celebrities or small-time business owners with a bit of clout. Do you really think a financial giant like the Luo Corporation would give us the time of day?"
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"To put it bluntly, our boss is worth a few billion at most. He only got this show off the ground because of his seniority in the industry. In front of real financial dynasties, we’re nothing."
The assistant director hesitated. "But what if...?"
"There is no ‘what if.’ That scenario doesn’t exist. If it somehow happens, I’ll stand on my head and... well, you get the idea."
The assistant director sighed at the director’s brutal self-awareness.
Just then, his phone rang.
Seeing an impeccably prestigious number flash on the screen, he scrambled to answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello, this is Liu Meng, assistant to President Luo of the Luo Corporation. Regarding your show’s invitation, President Luo and her husband, Lin Ran, have agreed to participate. You may proceed with filming the day after tomorrow."
"W-what?" The assistant director stood frozen like a wooden chicken.
Liu Meng continued, "I said President Luo has agreed to appear on an episode of your show. Make the necessary preparations, and coordinate the rest with me directly."
After hanging up, the assistant director remained motionless, phone still pressed to his ear.
The director snapped, "What’s wrong with you? If you’ve got nothing to do, go work. Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Director."
"Yeah?"
"What exactly does ‘standing on your head and...’ look like?"
Director: "???"
At Skyreach Manor, Uncle Fu left the main villa and knocked on the door of the servants’ quarters.
Soon, a familiar voice called out from inside.
"Who is it?"
"It’s me."
After a long pause, the door opened. Granny Wang looked at Uncle Fu and asked, "What do you need?"
Uncle Fu handed her a card.
"This is compensation from Young Master Lin and the young lady. Take it."
Granny Wang didn’t refuse—she needed the money.
"If that’s all, Uncle Fu, you may leave now."
Uncle Fu frowned. "Don’t you have anything else to say to me?"
"What should I say? That I left without a word back then? Or why I disappeared so suddenly?"
"Isn’t that the truth?"
"Yes, and I’m not denying it. What else do you want? To use your authority as the butler to fire me?" For once, a trace of anger flickered across Granny Wang’s face.
Uncle Fu sighed and turned to leave, bewildered by what he had done wrong.
Watching Uncle Fu’s retreating figure, Granny Wang’s eyes dimmed, returning to their usual dullness. She sighed inwardly.
Some things, once missed, are gone forever. The present is all that matters.
But why couldn’t she hide the loneliness in her eyes?
Before long, Lin Ran and Luo Yao returned. Since the next day was the weekend, they were both in good spirits.
"Uncle Fu, what’s going on with you lately? You seem completely drained."
Uncle Fu forced a smile. "Do I? Young Master Lin, you must be mistaken."
"Am I?"
Seeing Uncle Fu’s denial, Lin Ran didn’t press further.
The truth will come out eventually. You can’t hide it forever.
"The day after tomorrow, a film crew will be coming to the manor for recording. Make the necessary arrangements."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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