"Damn, still talking back? Asking for a beating."
"Ah—ah—ah—"
After dealing with the three pests from the Liu family, Wei Xiang flashed a row of white teeth, grinning foolishly at the show on the screen.
At the Chen residence, Chen Qingtian was lounging on the sofa watching a livestream when she gradually noticed more and more people gathering around her. She looked up.
"What are you all doing?"
"We're watching Little Ran's livestream."
"Yeah, just because it's the weekend doesn’t mean you get to hog the TV."
"Sweetheart, I have to say something—why didn’t you tell us your cousin was on the show today?"
Chen Qingtian: "Since when do you care about entertainment news?"
"Little Ran isn’t part of the entertainment industry. He’s the husband of a capital big shot..."
At that moment, the host’s question played out on screen, and both Lin Ran and Luo Yao raised their answer boards simultaneously.
Meanwhile, Su Jianguo and Chen Xiao exchanged a glance.
"So Little Ran and Yao Yao have known each other since childhood? No wonder they seem so deeply in love. I used to worry a little, but now it seems that concern was unnecessary."
Su Jianguo: "Old man, make sure Little Ran comes to visit me sometime. I miss them."
Chen Qingtian was equally stunned. "They’ve known each other since they were kids? That bastard Wu Zhishang actually lied to me?"
Far away in a dorm at Jingda University, Wu Zhishang sneezed. Staring at his phone screen, he was just as confused.
"How come Brother Lin and Sister-in-law knew each other all along? Why didn’t I know?"
Back at the manor, even the host was surprised by the answer.
So it's childhood sweethearts! No wonder. I thought... I never expected you two to be so in sync. Well then, time for my trump card—the next question: What are Lin Ran's three favorite things to do in daily life?
Luo Yao pondered briefly before writing.
Lin Ran, however, hesitated. He wasn’t even sure what his favorite activities were.
As long as it involved loving Luo Yao, he enjoyed doing it.
After a moment, he finally wrote and raised his board.
Lin Ran: [Feeding my wife, doing anything that shows love for my wife, figure out the third one yourself.]
Luo Yao: [Feeding me, telling me he loves me, sleeping.]
Luo Yao’s answer was more direct—and explosive.
[Little Black: "Ohoho, eating, sleeping, and lovemaking? Shameless much?"]
[Lin Ran: "You’ve really got some issues."]
The entire livestream audience was force-fed a mouthful of dog food.
Even the host had never encountered a couple this harmonious. She could swear there was no script today.
Is "sleeping" the proper way to say "sleeping"?
Who knows if it's serious, but is this show scripted?
[Probably not—the questions are random.]
[I wanna know how he 'feeds' his wife.]
[I believe it now—they’re truly in love.]
The host blinked. "This was a tough one, yet you both aced it. Last question: Who wears the pants in the family?"
A fatal question.
Lin Ran: [Luo Yao. Listen to the wife, and you’ll never go hungry or broke.]
Luo Yao: [Depends. Usually, Ah Ran listens to me.]
Finally, a slight discrepancy—but it only made netizens even more envious.
What kind of wife-spoiling monster is this?!
[No wonder he’s got it made.]
[I used to envy Lin Ran, but now I think I envy Luo Yao more.]
[I want a husband like Lin Ran too.]
As the Q&A wrapped up, the fish was ready, and the soup was done.
Following Lin Ran’s final instructions, Luo Yao sprinkled some cilantro.
[See? Lin Ran’s amazing. Even though Luo Yao cooked the fish, it was all under his guidance. He must cook often.]
The host smiled. "Mr. Lin, do you cook regularly?"
Lin Ran: "My wife’s favorite meals are the ones I make."
[Little Fairy]: Seriously, a man this rich still cooks for his wife? Meanwhile, my deadbeat husband acts like he’s hot stuff on a measly salary.
[Housewife Haven]: @Little Fairy, your man doesn’t love you. Divorce him.
Luo Yao hadn’t cared much about the show initially—she just wanted to spend time with Lin Ran and stake her claim on him.
But as it went on, she started appreciating the crew.
The questions brought back beautiful memories, especially the one about their first meeting—the most magical moment of her life.
And now, cooking side by side with Ah Ran at the stove...
Hmm... they’ve never done it in the kitchen before. Next time, definitely.
As Luo Yao moved to plate the fish, Lin Ran quickly stopped her.
"Don't—you might burn yourself. Let me." He shielded her, carefully transferring the fish before signaling a servant to bring it to the table.
The camera zoomed in on their dish.
They even have servants serving the food. I'm so jealous.
[Look how protective Lin Ran is—those worried eyes scream love.]
[That fish looks delicious.]
[Teacher Huang’s dish looks great too, but who knows?]
Lin Ran politely gestured to the host. "Don’t be shy, try it. And everyone else working hard over there—come taste our cooking."
Uncle Fu looked constipated. Granny Wang kept her head down. Liu Meng bit back a laugh.
The host admired the aromatic fish. "You should eat first. It’d be rude for us to start."
Lin Ran waved it off. "No need. We had a big breakfast. Dig in."
Seeing Luo Yao didn’t object, the host obliged.
"Then we won’t hold back." She was surprised by how kind Lin Ran and Luo Yao were—her past impressions were clearly wrong.
One bite later: "Wow, this is good!"
Lin Ran: "Right? You picked it. Hey, guys, come try this—this fish is expensive outside, and the soup’s made with airflown specialty ingredients."
Soon, the fish was devoured by a dozen crew members, and every last drop of soup was gone.
"Seriously tasty."
"Who knew CEOs could cook like this?"
"This soup is unreal—so fresh!"
The only one who didn’t eat was the assistant director, who sensed something off.
The director frowned. "What? You’re turning down Lin Ran’s invitation?"
With a sigh, the assistant director finally took a sip.
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.
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
