"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.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
