"Suran Group is just a small legacy my mother left behind—meaningless to me, really. If I wanted it to collapse, it wouldn’t last till tomorrow."
"Because my wife is Luo Yao."
The sheer audacity of that statement.
Arrogant? Absolutely. But he had every right to be.
Everyone: "..."
Since when could someone be this shameless about riding on their spouse’s coattails?
And then it hit them—this young student had once orchestrated his own father’s downfall, leaving him with nothing.
The memory of that scene was still fresh in their minds.
Lin Ran’s icy gaze swept across the room. "No price hikes. Who agrees? Who objects?"
Gulps were heard all around as hands shot up in unison.
"I support keeping prices stable."
"Exactly, ordinary people already struggle to afford homes. Raising prices would push them over the edge."
"Young Master Lin’s foresight is truly remarkable."
Amid the flattery, the matter was settled.
Lin Ran then called Wu's Father forward and announced to the rest,
"Next order of business: This gentleman is the general manager of Nuanyao Real Estate. Any future projects can be coordinated through them."
His second statement was a killing blow.
Many shareholders could no longer stay seated.
Blocking price hikes was a shared loss they could tolerate, but collaborating with Nuanyao Real Estate cut into their personal profits—those lucrative backdoor deals on projects, procurement, and contracts.
Lin Ran ignored their discomfort.
"I know what you’re thinking. Forget about leeching off the group from now on."
A young shareholder hesitantly raised his hand. "Young Master Lin, isn’t this a bit... extreme?"
Lin Ran narrowed his eyes. Finally, a sacrificial lamb.
"You’re expelled from the board."
"What?"
Lin Ran stood. "I said you’re out. Do I need to repeat it?"
His voice was calm, but the other shareholders bowed their heads, terrified of being next.
"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving. And take down that damn portrait on the wall—I’m not dead yet. No need for memorials, damn it!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Lin Ran stormed out of Suran Group.
His arrogance, dominance, and ruthlessness left the room in stunned silence.
One shareholder whispered, "Since when did Young Master Lin become like this?"
Another sighed, "He’s like a monk holding an umbrella—utterly lawless."
Qu Te Niang shot him a look. "Obviously. Even Lin Tianba only lasted two rounds against him before ending up penniless. We’re no match for Young Master Lin’s methods."
The shareholders fell quiet.
Suran Group’s waters ran too deep to navigate safely.
Downstairs, Lin Ran exhaled heavily.
"Damn, acting all high and mighty is exhausting. Old Wu, you’ll handle things from here."
Wu's Father shook his head. "No trouble at all. I’m just here to follow your lead."
"Lin Ran, look over there."
Lin Ran turned—what a sight.
Shen Jingbing was sprawled on the ground, twitching dramatically, holding up five fingers to the police.
"Fifty grand. He beat me up—everyone here saw it. No money? I’ll keep convulsing."
Zhuang Bifan protested, "I didn’t! I never touched him!"
Shen Jingbing glanced at the crowd, who all nodded in unison.
"Yes, you did."
And just like that, Zhuang Bifan was hauled away for questioning.
"Gotta admit, Shen Jingbing’s got skills."
"Who could argue?"
"Oh, right."
Lin Ran suddenly remembered something and pulled out his phone, logging into various platforms.
His official verification was complete, so he went ahead and verified his accounts on Douyin, Weibo, and others.
He selected a few flattering photos, added a caption, and posted:
[Photo][Photo][Photo]: Another day being pampered by my CEO wife.
The internet instantly erupted in collective despair.
[Can you STOP flexing already?]
[Look at you, getting all worked up.]
[Is it just me, or does Lin Ran have zero shame?]
[The domineering CEO Luo Yao + the shamelessly doting Lin Ran—what a power couple.]
[Wait, this is Lin Ran’s REAL account? Holy hell, he’s actually this good-looking?]
[Who called Lin Ran shameless? He’s a gem! Lin Ran, if you don’t go live soon, I’m gonna curse you out.]
[Try it. Enjoy your lawsuit.]
[Start streaming! I’ll donate—I’ll be your sugar mama!]
...
Meanwhile, Luo Yao personally visited Luo Corporation’s PR department.
Beyond legal affairs, there was a small but formidable team dedicated to controlling online narratives, monitoring trends, and suppressing unfavorable coverage.
Her visit stemmed from yesterday’s online backlash.
After her decisive victory, no one dared accuse Lin Ran of abandonment anymore, but the debate over whether Liu Ruxue was framed still simmered.
Thanks to Luo Corporation’s aggressive PR, open discussion was stifled, though whispers persisted.
"CEO Luo, the situation is under control. Young Master Lin just posted updates across platforms."
Luo Yao’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What did he say?"
The staff member replied, "On Douyin, he shared a daily life post captioned ‘Loving Luo Yao.’ On Weibo, he posted three photos with the text ‘Another day under my wife’s protection...’"
Luo Yao’s smile widened, her heart fluttering like a hooked fish.
"Liu Ruxue’s mentions have nearly vanished. The focus is entirely on you and Lin Ran now. Though some netizens are demanding he start livestreaming."
Luo Yao couldn’t care less. All she wanted was to rush to Lin Ran and cling to him.
The longing was unbearable—as if she’d die without seeing him immediately.
So, once again, she left Luo Corporation during work hours.
In the car, Liu Meng turned to her. "CEO Luo, we’ve confirmed that ‘Strong Warmth’ is Zhang Xiaonuan. How should we handle her?"
Luo Yao’s closed eyes snapped open.
"Interesting."
She rarely targeted ordinary people, but when it came to Lin Ran, rationality often took a backseat.
Zhang Xiaonuan stood out among the women around Lin Ran.
Unlike Liu Ruxue’s materialism, Huo Haini’s hypocrisy, Chen Qingtian’s emotional games, or Zhang Xinyan’s naivety, she was resilient, kind-hearted, and principled.
Perhaps even more so than Luo Yao herself.
That kind of woman was dangerously appealing to men.
"Give her a warning. If she dares approach Lin Ran again... eliminate her."
Liu Meng shuddered, feeling the murderous intent.
Moral of the story: Never cross Luo Yao. And never, ever fall for Lin Ran.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
