Chapter 0197

Uncle Fu was taken aback. "The program crew? Are they here to film a short drama?"

"No, they're here to document my daily life with Luo Yao. It's a very popular show."

Uncle Fu's mind was in turmoil. He couldn't quite comprehend such a thing, but his professionalism quickly helped him regain his composure.

"Understood, Young Master Lin."

On Saturday, Lin Ran had no plans to go out.

First, because these were extraordinary times. Though he had agreed to cooperate with Luo Wushuang, he couldn't be sure whether this was just a ploy to lower his guard before using him to threaten Luo Yao.

Second, because he was lazy and didn’t feel like leaving.

"Darling, how about we spend the day exploring the estate? I haven’t really taken the time to properly tour it yet."

Luo Yao replied, "Sure!" Wherever Lin Ran wanted to go, she would follow—even to the ends of the earth.

The estate was enormous, and Lin Ran had only visited a handful of places.

How big was it? In his past life, he had tried to escape once—just once—before giving up.

Aside from the main gate, there was no way out. It was easy to get lost.

Today, on a whim, he wanted to explore the entire estate—partly out of laziness, partly out of curiosity.

Aside from that one time he got lost, Lin Ran had only been to Villa No. 1, the sky garden, the secret chamber, and the crocodile pond. These places were just the tip of the iceberg.

The two arrived at the private zoo, where the exotic animals were unmatched by anything outside.

Though Lin Ran had always known about the private zoo on the estate, this was his first visit—even in his past life, he had never been.

The only animals he had seen before were the crocodiles in the pond and two snow leopards.

He had fed the crocodiles pesticide, and the snow leopards… well, they got a different kind of treatment—aphrodisiacs.

As the saying goes: One mounts, one moans, next year the cubs will greet you with grins.

Remembering the past, Lin Ran couldn’t help but chuckle.

"What’s so funny, A-Ran?"

Lin Ran pointed at the two peacocks in the glass enclosure. "I was just thinking—what if we separated them? Wouldn’t that be amusing?"

"Uncle Fu, separate them."

Lin Ran quickly stopped him. "Hey, hey, hey! No need! I was just joking. They’re a pair—why split them up? It’d be like someone trying to separate you and me..."

"No such person exists, A-Ran. No one will ever be able to tear us apart. If anyone dares try, I guarantee they won’t live to see the next sunrise."

Lin Ran: "Exactly. So, can we spare these two creatures? If you separate them, you might as well turn them into dinner."

"Did you hear that? A-Ran wants to eat them. Take them out."

Uncle Fu wiped his sweat, but Lin Ran stopped him again.

"Darling, I don’t actually want to eat them. I only want to eat you."

Luo Yao’s eyes softened with affection. "If anything, I should be eating you."

The zoo emptied—bodyguards, butlers, and servants all retreated. Every animal averted its gaze.

After a battle for the ages, Luo Yao asked:

"A-Ran, is there anything you’re keeping from me?"

Lin Ran feigned confusion. "I don’t think so? I’ve already confessed everything."

A flicker of something unreadable passed through Luo Yao’s eyes.

"Oh! Right! I almost forgot—Luo Wushuang reached out to me. If you hadn’t asked, I might’ve completely blanked on it."

Luo Yao’s heart eased, but her gaze turned icy.

"I’m glad you told me, A-Ran. But the fact that I had to pry it out of you… I don’t like that."

Lin Ran: "I’m sorry, darling. I really just forgot. Honestly, it’s not even important to me."

"Then what is important?"

"You, of course. You’re the only thing I care about. The only reason I’m alive in this world is to love you properly."

Luo Yao’s heart swelled with emotion. Her feelings were becoming more complex by the day.

Gazing into Lin Ran’s eyes, she asked, "What does Luo Wushuang want from you?"

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Truthfully, Luo Yao already knew. She just wanted to hear the answer from Lin Ran’s lips.

"Obviously, he thinks I’m useful. But since we haven’t met yet, I don’t know the specifics."

Lin Ran paused, then added, "But I can guess. He probably wants to use me against you—or maybe capture me to threaten you."

"And what do you want to do about it, A-Ran?"

Lin Ran looked at her in disbelief. The old Luo Yao would never have asked such a question.

She would’ve acted on her own instincts.

Even last time, when she agreed not to lock him in the secret chamber, it was only after his… persistent efforts.

But now, she was actually asking for his opinion.

"I was thinking… we could play along."

"But I don’t want you taking risks."

Lin Ran: "Darling, life is full of risks. You could get hit by a flowerpot just walking downstairs. Besides, I know you’ll protect me."

Uncle Fu, listening nearby, found this exchange odd.

Who talks like that?

Shouldn’t it be, "I believe I can handle it?"

How could Young Master Lin so casually defer to the young mistress’s protection? Are you even a man?

After spending so much time around the couple, Uncle Fu was starting to feel a little sour.

Luo Yao, however, pulled Lin Ran close and murmured, "Of course. I’ll always protect you, A-Ran."

Lin Ran had expected to spend hours convincing her. He never imagined she’d agree so easily.

It seemed that in this world, not only had he changed—Luo Yao was changing too.

"Darling, no matter what happens, I want to face it together with you."

"Okay."

Lin Ran’s heart soared.

"Uncle Fu."

"Young Master Lin."

"Clear the area. Prepare the bath."

"Right away."

This time, even the animals were locked away.

The entire zoo was silent—save for the sounds of two people.

Lin Ran wanted Luo Yao to understand: his love for her wasn’t confined to home or the office. It could flourish anywhere.

After their "day of exploration," the program recording awaited them the next day.

Early Sunday morning, the crew arrived at the estate to set up equipment.

The sheer opulence of the place left them dazzled.

That Luo Yao had agreed to the interview was a genuine shock to the program team.

This show had a unique feature: its Q&A segment could get explosive—sometimes downright racy.

Since questions were pulled from live audience comments, anything could happen. And the host? She was relentless, digging deep into the private lives of the elite.

Logically, such a brazen show shouldn’t exist. But its backer was a powerful capitalist who knew exactly what the masses craved: juicy details about the rich and famous.

Many guests gritted their teeth through the humiliation—what could they do? The show’s owner outranked them.

As for the celebrities? They sought out the exposure.

So Luo Yao’s acceptance? That sent shockwaves through the entire production.

After all, it was the first time recording a show with the daughter of a financial tycoon, so the production team had to be extra cautious. They held an emergency meeting overnight to discuss the details.