Luo Yao swept a cold gaze across the room, focusing particularly on the young female employees. Everyone lowered their heads, intimidated by her overwhelming presence. Just as they assumed she wouldn’t bother addressing them, Luo Yao spoke up.
"Everyone has worked hard. As you know, Ran is my husband. Today, I just wanted to see how his company is doing. And now that I’m here… it feels a bit off."
Confused expressions spread across the room.
"It’s too cramped. Liu Meng, buy this building and renovate it to match the group’s style…"
Everyone: ???
What did President Luo just say?
Wu Zhishang, standing behind her, immediately understood her intention and trembled with excitement.
Luo Yao continued, "...and transfer the ownership under Ran’s name."
Liu Meng responded, "Understood, President Luo."
Lin Ran felt this was excessive—his was just a "small" company, after all.
"Yao Yao, this building… there are so many businesses here. Where will they go?"
"Pay them to relocate."
Lin Ran: "..."
Suddenly, Luo Yao turned to him and asked a cryptic question.
"Ran, do you know what causes a company to go bankrupt?"
Lin Ran frowned. "Surely it’s not because the office isn’t big enough?"
Luo Yao shook her head. Wu Zhishang chimed in eagerly.
"I know! I’ve been reading business books—it’s due to management, policies, efficiency!@#%..."
Luo Yao cut him off. "Shut up."
Wu Zhishang immediately turned to Zhang Xinyan behind him.
"Assistant Zhang, get me some tape."
He then mimed sealing his own mouth shut.
"Ran, do you think Luo Corporation could ever go bankrupt?"
Luo Corporation—bankrupt?
Everyone leaned in, listening intently as Luo Yao made no effort to lower her voice.
Lin Ran replied firmly, "Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
"Why?"
"Because Luo Corporation has ample capital and massive scale, enough to withstand any crisis."
Luo Yao nodded. "Exactly. Remember, Ran, any company fails because it runs out of money. As long as you have money, you can solve any problem."
"Bad PR? Hire a crisis team. Malicious competition? Outspend them. Even if someone trashes the office, just buy another building the next day and start fresh. That’s real power. Your company is too small."
Lin Ran acknowledged her point. He had only tried to reason with her, but now he knew it was pointless. Refusing Luo Yao’s gifts would be suicidal.
Just then, the receptionist shouted, "Thank you, Madam Boss!"
The rest of the staff quickly followed suit. "Thank you, Madam Boss!"
Luo Yao glanced at Lin Ran and murmured, "She gets to keep her job."
Lin Ran: I didn’t realize you were so fickle.
"Since you’ve called me Madam Boss, I’ll say one more thing. I expect all of you not just to work but to have goals. The company will also help plan your futures."
"For example, any single women here—if you don’t have a boyfriend, Director Wu will handle it. Consider this a company policy."
The entire room, including Wu Zhishang, froze in shock. Only Lin Ran flushed red, fully understanding Luo Yao’s implication.
"Ahem… Madam Boss is right. As your boss, I also want all employees to have happy relationships. Director Wu, this task is yours."
Wu Zhishang’s taped mouth prevented him from protesting, but internally, he was screaming.
Bro Lin, Sister-in-law, are you even hearing yourselves?
Finally freeing himself from the tape, he thought, I don’t even have a girlfriend! How am I supposed to do this?!
His brain screamed "impossible," but his mouth said, "Understood."
The employees were floored.
What kind of heavenly company is this? Amazing benefits, powerful backing, and now matchmaking?!
Then, Luo Yao dropped the ultimate bombshell.
"For those who find a partner and get married, as Madam Boss, I won’t be stingy—each gets a 100,000-yuan red envelope."
...???
"Long live Madam Boss!"
"Joining Nuan Yao was the best decision of my life! A company that pays you to find a husband? Unreal!"
"Nuan Yao isn’t just warm because of Boss Lin and Luo Yao—it warms its employees too. I’m crying!"
"The boss sacrifices so much for us!"
"I swear, I love working here! I’ll even work overtime—I can’t let Madam Boss’s generosity go to waste!"
"What about us guys? Is this company sexist?"
"Are you dumb? You missed the point. You can just date a female coworker—then the bonus is yours too!"
"Damn, bro, you’re a genius!"
A faint smirk curled Luo Yao’s lips. Her goal for today was accomplished.
With that, she left.
This time, she listened to Lin Ran and chose to rest—though "resting" might take days.
So, Luo Yao instructed Liu Meng to bring the assistant team to the manor the next day.
She hadn’t worked properly in days and couldn’t afford further delays.
That night, Lin Ran personally applied medicine to Luo Yao’s injuries, but she kept fidgeting, determined to keep him close at all times.
"Yao Yao, behave. You’re still hurt."
Pouting, Luo Yao whined, "Don’t you like Yao Yao anymore?"
"Of course I do!"
"Then you’re avoiding me on purpose."
Lin Ran sighed deeply. "You’re impossible."
Slap slap slap slap slap...
The next day, Liu Meng arrived at the manor with the entire assistant team. Luo Yao delegated most tasks to her, handling only the most critical ones herself.
In the study, Luo Yao reviewed documents while Lin Ran fed her—luxurious fruits, one after another.
Gradually, her cheeks puffed up cutely (munch munch).
"Yao Yao, open up."
"Ah—nom."
Mid-bite, Luo Yao suddenly froze, realizing how uncharacteristically she was eating.
"What’s wrong? Don’t like it?"
Luo Yao: "No, but fruit has too much sugar. I’ll get fat. No more for today."
"But sweet Yao Yao is my favorite."
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
Luo Yao promptly transferred the unswallowed sweetness from her mouth to his.
Lin Ran was definitely sweetened.
Just then, Luo Yao’s phone buzzed. She ignored it, prioritizing their sweet moment.
"Ah—!"
A blood-curdling scream suddenly echoed through Villa No. 1.
Lin Ran and Luo Yao exchanged frowns.
That was… Uncle Fu?
Lin Ran rushed downstairs while Luo Yao checked her phone—a message from Brother Dao:
[Boss, the Lius keep telling everyone Lin Ran is their son-in-law. Should I cut out their tongues?]
Brother Dao sent this because he feared acting without Luo Yao’s approval—if she missed the chance to "entertain" herself, he’d pay for it.
Luo Yao thought for a moment before replying with a message.
[Let them suffer a bit. I’ll personally go and deal with it when I have time.]
After sending the reply, Luo Yao stepped out of the study to check on what exactly was going on with Uncle Fu.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.
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!
