"Lin Tianba, this is all what you owe me. The reason I'm sparing your life today isn't because I'm kind, but because I want to personally watch your wife and son abandon you."
"Of course, if they're willing to take care of you, I won't mind letting you enjoy your family bond. But if they leave you, I'll still find you a nice place to retire peacefully."
"See how good I am to you?"
Letting him enjoy family bond?
Peaceful retirement?
What a joke—it's all lies.
"Get him a manure truck for the ride home, and throw in some extra snow while you're at it. After all, he's injured and needs ice packs. Ah, I'm just too kind-hearted. Tell me, why am I so soft?"
All the bodyguards were speechless. Even Shen Jingbing was at a loss for words.
You're kind.
So very kind.
More like fake kindness with a side of malice.
Having dealt with Lin Tianba, Lin Ran felt much more at ease.
Lin Tianba's return would lead to one of two outcomes: either Liu Yuemei and Lin Jian would scramble to treat his injuries, or they'd completely abandon him.
Of course, Lin Ran believed the latter was far more likely.
No matter the outcome, Lin Tianba would eventually end up in a "peaceful retirement home."
After all, attempted murder wasn't something that could just be brushed aside.
The livestreamers outside had already been cleared away by the estate staff when Lin Ran appeared, so they didn't witness what happened in the distance.
But thanks to Shen Jingbing's livestream, they all knew the "Century's Worst Father" was here.
They had waited, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but he never showed.
Just as everyone began wondering if Lin Ran had forgiven Lin Tianba, a G-wagon roared past, towing a flatbed cart.
The bizarre sight left people stunned.
Piled high with snow, the cart raised nothing but questions.
No one could have guessed that beneath that mountain of snow lay Lin Tianba, unconscious from both pain and frostbite.
"Damn, the Dongtian Estate really is something—even their snow trucks are G-wagons."
"You think that G-wagon leaks snow?"
"Are you dumb? Leaking rain is normal, but snow? No way."
Lin Ran returned to Villa No. 1, where Luo Yao was already waiting on the living room sofa.
Though she hadn't followed him outside, she had seen everything clearly.
The current Lin Ran kept surprising—even shocking—her.
Without hesitation, Lin Ran pulled Luo Yao into a tight embrace in front of all the servants, planting messy kisses all over her.
He no longer cared about their surroundings or who might be watching.
If he wanted to show affection, he would.
This was the right way to handle his yandere wife.
"My, my, what's got you so happy, A-Ran?"
True to form, Luo Yao was delighted. She didn’t mind his saliva smeared all over her—every part of Lin Ran belonged to her, and she could enjoy him however she pleased.
Uncle Fu immediately signaled the servants to lower their heads and close their eyes before quietly slipping out himself.
"I shattered Lin Tianba's limbs. He's in for a world of suffering now."
Truthfully, Lin Ran had held back. He could have made sure Lin Tianba never lived as a man again.
But the thought disgusted him, so he refrained.
Otherwise, Lin Tianba would be in even worse shape.
Not that his current state was much better.
"A-Ran, do you know what I would've done?"
Luo Yao had come up with a fitting end for Lin Tianba.
After a brief pause, Lin Ran answered.
"You'd probably slice him into a thousand pieces and dump his bones in a cesspool after he died."
Luo Yao froze.
His answer matched her thoughts exactly—word for word.
"A-Ran... you're incredible. That’s precisely what I had in mind. Disgusting people deserve to rot in even filthier places."
Lin Ran broke into a cold sweat. It wasn’t that he was incredible—he had simply witnessed that very fate for Lin Tianba in his past life.
Some images were far more impactful than words. Back then, he had seen it live. Now, he was just describing it.
"A-Ran, I never realized you understood me so well. That deserves a reward."
Lin Ran perked up instantly. Luo Yao's rewards were always... interesting.
"Can't wait."
To his utter surprise, Luo Yao spun around on the sofa, straddling him before pressing her lips to his.
Meanwhile, the servants practically buried their faces in the floor, silently backing away while searching for hiding spots.
The villa was too big—painfully spacious, in fact.
No place to hide, folks. What now?
As sounds began escaping Luo Yao, the servants gave up and bolted.
If they didn’t run now, they’d never get the chance.
"A-Ran, I’m going to Shanghai in a couple of days. Be good while I’m gone."
Lin Ran paused. Unknowingly, they had reached this point in time.
In his past life, Luo Yao hadn’t gained early fame, never participated in livestreams or school events.
Yet, she had eventually made sure the whole world knew just how unhinged she could be.
Lin Ran remembered—around this time, Luo Yao had achieved her "Who in the World Doesn’t Know Me?" moment in Shanghai.
Of course, for every person who admired her, there were just as many who despised her.
When Luo Yao went mad, blood and chaos followed.
Last life, I couldn’t go with you.
This time: "I’ll come with you. I don’t want us to be apart."
Luo Yao's eyes sparkled like she’d just discovered the world’s most dazzling diamond.
"A-Ran, you’d really come to Shanghai with me? I’m so happy."
If the world is vast, then I’ll walk every corner of it with you—because you are my world. —Lin Ran
"My life only has you left. Of course, wherever you go, I go."
Words might be the cheapest currency, yet they often strike the deepest chords.
"So, A-Ran, you’ll stay with me forever, right?"
Lin Ran gently stroked Luo Yao's head, wishing he could drown her in reassurance every second.
"Of course. Because you’re my number one."
"Number one?" Luo Yao tilted her head in confusion.
Lin Ran took her slender hand and placed it over his heart, letting her feel his steady pulse.
"Everyone meets countless people in their lifetime, but few earn a place in their heart. And among those, there’s always an order. You’ll always be my first. Even if one day you reject me, I’ll cling to you. If you really can’t stand me... just turn me into a specimen and keep me by your side."
Luo Yao was stunned. She adored this answer.
"A-Ran, want another reward?"
"Uncle Fu."
"Uncle Fu!"
"Uncle Fu?"
"Uncle Fu, where the hell are you?"
"Coming, coming!" Hearing Lin Ran's shouts from outside, Uncle Fu hurried back in.
"Young Master Lin, what do you need?"
"Prepare the tonic, quick!"
Uncle Fu’s face darkened, but he couldn’t resist offering advice.
"Young Lady, Young Master Lin, you’re still young. If you’re this reckless now, what’ll happen when you’re old?"
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."
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
