After finishing the fish, the director signaled the host to proceed with the next segment.
Host Liu Yishou: "Since this is a couples' variety show, there's one thing couples simply must do..."
He deliberately slowed his speech here.
[Is it what I'm thinking? Probably not.]
[They're filming a show, bro. Even if they dared, would the director dare to shoot it?]
[Even if the director dared to shoot it, would he live long enough to air it?]
Seeing the atmosphere sufficiently charged, Liu Yishou finally continued.
"That would be the 'Heartbeat Challenge'! Here are two heart rate monitors—please put them on."
"As the saying goes, the one who falls first in love is always at a disadvantage. So today, we'll test which of you can make the other's heart race first."
Honestly, Lin Ran was already planning his escape route.
If he lost, he might get beaten. If he won, he might also get beaten.
What exactly was the production team trying to do? Had he somehow offended them?
Luo Yao put on the alien-looking helmet, her heart rate displaying a steady 68.
Seeing Lin Ran hesitate, she frowned—her heart rate instantly spiked.
Lin Ran sighed and put on the monitor. The moment he met Luo Yao's gaze, her yellow light flashed—her heart rate had already soared past 90.
Everyone froze, including Lin Ran himself.
Was his charm really that lethal?
Luo Yao asked, "What were you thinking about just now, A'Ran?"
Suddenly, Lin Ran understood her heart rate spike—she was angry.
So, he unleashed the ultimate textbook answer, ensuring the entire internet would remember it.
"I was wondering whether winning or losing would make you happier. But then I realized—it doesn’t matter. What matters is that I love you, and you love me too."
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Her heart rate instantly breached 100, the red light flashing.
Liu Yishou was stunned. This experiment had been conducted many times, but never had a winner been decided so quickly.
Especially with long-married couples—the novelty usually fades, replaced by comfortable familiarity. Yet Lin Ran had obliterated Luo Yao’s defenses with just one sentence.
[Is Luo Yao really this much of a romantic?]
[I believe Luo Yao genuinely loves Lin Ran.]
Unbothered by the comments, Luo Yao shot Lin Ran a smoldering look—clearly signaling a reward.
Lin Ran’s heart rate jumped from 60 to 100, his own red light activating.
[Lin Ran’s lit up too! One flirtatious glance from Luo Yao did it.]
[Or maybe he’s just terrified?]
[You might be onto something…]
Lin Ran wasn’t scared—just flustered.
Host: "I declare Lin Ran the provisional winner!"
Lin Ran: "??? Provisional?"
The host gave him a sympathetic look. "It means you’ve won on-screen. What happens after the show ends… who knows?"
Lin Ran: "Oh, so that’s how you wanna play? Fine. Just wait till you see how my wife avenges me."
Ignoring the threat, the host moved to the final segment.
"Now, for today’s 'Heart-to-Heart' session—express your deepest feelings to each other."
This segment was new to Lin Ran and Luo Yao, but it wasn’t hard. After a pause, Luo Yao made her declaration.
Luo Yao: "A'Ran belongs only to me."
Lin Ran: "I love you. Even if Lin Tianba drops dead, I’ll keep loving you."
[LMAO Lin Ran’s playing 4D chess—taking digs while confessing.]
[World’s worst dad just got obliterated.]
[After reading Lin Ran’s backstory, ‘disgusting’ is the only word for Lin Tianba.]
[Anyone else think Luo Yao’s lowkey yandere?]
Watching the livestream, Lin Tianba hurled his phone in rage. "That ungrateful brat! I’ll kill him!"
The host grinned like a proud auntie. "And that concludes today’s episode of 'The Boss and His Wife'! For our final game—"
Lin Ran interrupted: "Hold up."
Host: "Yes, Mr. Lin? Any words for the audience?"
Lin Ran: "Nah. Their opinions don’t matter—I can’t crawl through the internet to argue with them anyway."
Host: "Then…?"
Lin Ran: "I just wanna perform a magic trick."
Host: "What trick?"
Lin Ran: "I bet your show’s about to end early."
The host smiled. "Mr. Lin, we’ve got time left. Even if I collapse, someone else can—"
Suddenly, she clutched her stomach. Why did it hurt so much?
The cameraman wobbled, nearly cutting the feed. The director was sweating bullets, struggling to keep filming.
The host frantically signaled the assistant director—only to find him squatting like a toddler, banging his head on the floor.
Then the director hurled his walkie-talkie and bellowed: "I AM LU BU OF BAOTOU! ALL DISOBEDIENT GUESTS SHALL CALL ME DADDY!"
The assistant director, barely conscious, lunged to cover the director’s mouth. "Sir! Stop spewing nonsense!"
The host, now hallucinating, mumbled: "Was… the food poisoned?"
Lin Ran blinked innocently. "No way! That fish was air-flown. And the mushroom soup? Special Yunnan imports—I shared my premium stash because you all work so hard."
Host: "Hehe! Thanks, Young Master Lin. How about… turning the director into soup next?"
The cameraman spat out his water. What kind of deranged script was this?!
With a final burst of clarity, he yelled, "SHOW’S OVER—DIRECTOR’S LOST IT!" before killing the feed.
The livestream ended in a storm of comments:
[Holy guacamole! Did the whole crew just go feral?!]
[My theory: Lin Ran got scammed with bad ingredients.]
[How hated IS this director? Even their delirium trashes him!]
[LMAO Lin Ran & Luo Yao—ditch the crew, go solo! Turn on donations; I’ll tip!]
[Lin Ran: Thanks for the pocket change, peasant. My dog eats better.]
[Luo Yao: Darling, they can’t afford our dog’s treats.]
As the broadcast cut, the entire crew collapsed.
And just like that, the hospital admitted a dozen new patients.
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.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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.
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."
