"Granny Wang, are you settling in well here?"
This was the first time Lin Ran had asked about Granny Wang's work at the estate.
He looked at her with a hint of warmth in his eyes.
Granny Wang gave a kind smile and nodded. "Quite well. I'll do my best to satisfy the butler."
Her voice was gentle, but her words made both Lin Ran and Uncle Fu pause.
Shouldn't she have said "satisfy the master of the house"?
A flicker of doubt rose in Lin Ran's heart—he sensed there was more to her words.
He shot Uncle Fu a strange glance, while the older man awkwardly scratched his head, inwardly cursing, "Damn old schemer."
He knew Granny Wang's remark was deliberately aimed at him, hinting at some hidden conflict between them.
Lin Ran didn’t press further. Working at the estate meant abiding by Uncle Fu’s approval—that was the rule.
He was aware there was history between Uncle Fu and Granny Wang, but since neither spoke of it, he wouldn’t pry. He wasn’t the type to force gossip.
Respecting everyone’s privacy, he preferred not to meddle in the estate’s delicate dynamics.
"Alright, if you need anything, just talk to Uncle Fu. Don’t let his stern face fool you—he’s actually a decent man," Lin Ran said with a smile, hoping to maintain harmony in the household.
Uncle Fu’s expression softened with emotion. So, in Young Master Lin’s eyes, he was a good person.
Warmth surged in his chest, and his gaze toward Lin Ran grew even more affectionate.
Granny Wang replied flatly, "I know. Uncle Fu is a good man." Her tone was neutral, but a faint, unreadable glint flashed in her eyes.
Uncle Fu: "......" He was at a loss for words, unsure how to respond.
"Enough talk—it’s almost time to prepare dinner," Lin Ran said, heading toward the kitchen. He believed good food could soothe tensions, and he wanted to cook Luo Yao a delicious meal.
Uncle Fu nearly stopped him—after all, the estate’s chefs were practically gathering dust. But remembering how Lin Ran’s cooking always satisfied Luo Yao, he held his tongue.
A while later, Luo Yao returned. Her figure appeared at the estate gates like a picturesque scene.
Seeing Lin Ran busy in the kitchen, an inexplicable happiness welled up inside her—a sense of home.
"Ran," she called softly.
"Yao, you’re back. Just wait a bit—dinner’s almost ready," Lin Ran turned with a warm smile.
This simple, blissful routine was everything Luo Yao dreamed of. She worked to support them, while Lin Ran fed her with his cooking. To her, it was an achievable fantasy.
Wrapping her arms around him from behind, she rested against his warmth.
"Ran, how did you feel seeing Liu Ruxue today?" she asked quietly, curiosity flickering in her eyes.
Lin Ran frowned. "Like I’d stepped on shit. I’m somewhat satisfied with her fate, but not entirely."
Disgust flashed in his gaze—the mere thought of Liu Ruxue sickened him. Yet her prison sentence didn’t feel like enough justice.
Luo Yao hesitated before speaking again. "Actually... I arranged for someone to deal with her in prison. You won’t blame me, will you?"
She watched him nervously, not wanting this to taint his opinion of her.
Lin Ran’s eyes widened in delight.
"Blame you? You’re the worm in my gut—doing what I wanted but couldn’t."
His excitement was palpable, wholly approving of her actions.
Pleased, Luo Yao rewarded him with a passionate kiss—so fervent it seemed to freeze time.
Since his rebirth, Lin Ran had noticed Luo Yao had changed. The difference lay in her personality.
The old Luo Yao was ruthless, cold, unhinged—every descriptor for a heartless person fit her.
She’d been a rose with thorns: beautiful yet untouchable. Now, she carried hints of playfulness, gentleness, and care.
"Do you like this side of me, Ran?"
"Of course. Yao, I wish you could stay exactly like this forever."
His gaze brimmed with love.
"And if I change again?"
Lin Ran met her eyes solemnly. "No matter what, I’ll never leave you."
His voice was steady, his vow unshakable.
What truly melts hearts are other hearts. Money and power can do it too, but not as enduringly.
In this world of materialism and desire, genuine affection is the rarest treasure.
That night, Lin Ran never heard the cat’s meow.
Tossing in bed, he couldn’t stop worrying about Little Black.
Sometimes he really wanted to call the police—if only the officers would help him find a missing cat.
The next morning, still half-asleep, his phone rang.
Bleary-eyed, he checked the caller and frowned. "Young Master Lin, it’s bad! Lin Tianba is causing trouble at Suran Group—he’s live-streaming, claiming our real estate projects are shoddy!"
The voice on the line was frantic, as if the sky were falling.
Lin Ran scowled. He’d prepared for everything—
only for this to happen when he was about to see Little Black.
Irritation flared. "Well, is it true?"
"Rest assured, Young Master Lin. Our 'Linyuan Scenic' project was always meant to be Suran Group’s flagship—every material used is top-grade!"
The explanation came in a rush. Lin Ran relaxed slightly.
"Seems it’s time to teach Lin Tianba a lesson."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes—Lin Tianba had crossed a line.
"Fine. I’m on my way. Wait for me." He hung up.
Uncle Fu: "Young Master Lin, heading out?"
One look at Lin Ran’s face told him something was wrong.
"Yes. Gather all the estate’s bodyguards—they’re coming with me."
Lin Ran knew he lacked combat skills, so he relied on others. Leverage was key in moments like this.
Not that a scumbag like Lin Tianba posed any real threat.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
