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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
