Lin Ran suddenly felt his intelligence was even inferior to a child’s.
Wang Anjian had managed to uncover such a huge revelation from just a few scattered clues and even effortlessly deduced the truth—it was nothing short of miraculous.
If it were him, he’d probably still be completely in the dark.
How are kids these days so sharp?
Granny Wang soon returned, and Lin Ran prepared to take his leave. She escorted him outside the hospital room.
"Young Master Lin, the fact that Anjian could undergo this surgery smoothly is all thanks to you and Miss Luo. You two are like his second parents. This kindness is something I’ll never forget for the rest of my life."
Lin Ran sighed, his heart aching for Wang Anjian.
How could such a bright, cheerful child end up with this illness? Was it all just fate?
"Granny Wang, Anjian’s parents are gone, and you’ve been his only family. But he could have one more. As for Luo Yao and me, we merely played a supporting role. I shouldn’t be saying this, but I just realized that Anjian already knows about these things."
Granny Wang stared at Lin Ran in disbelief. "He… knows what?"
"He already knows that Uncle Fu is his biological grandfather. Some things, even if we don’t say them out loud, doesn’t mean a child won’t figure them out. Anjian’s intelligence is beyond what you imagine."
Granny Wang stood frozen in place. Had she really understood her grandson so little?
She had failed this child in so many ways.
Only after Lin Ran left did Granny Wang compose herself and return to the hospital room.
Meanwhile, Lin Ran headed back to the estate with his security team.
By now, Luo Yao’s first strike against Samsung Group was nearly complete. Over the course of the day, countless Koreans had been trembling in fear, some even lining up for the rooftop. The war between capitalists might lack gunpowder, but that didn’t make it any less bloody.
Of course, if Samsung had successfully entered the Chinese market, it would have sent countless others to the rooftop instead.
With the market already saturated, any loss of share meant someone was bound to fall.
Every successful enterprise stood atop the bones of its failures.
Those who could rise stronger from defeat and ultimately succeed were rare even in the business world—true one-in-a-million individuals who eventually became titans.
When Lin Ran returned to the estate, Luo Yao had just wrapped up her work. Her entire assistant team let out a collective sigh of relief—they were utterly exhausted.
Though they were just assistants, they were effectively managing the entire Luo Corporation.
Their work, seemingly just about coordination and communication, was in fact a high-stakes game of precision—conveying instructions accurately and reporting promptly was no simple feat.
On top of that, Luo Yao’s assistant team was a group of genuine all-rounders.
Their salaries weren’t earned by slacking off but through real, tangible skill.
Even Zhang Xinyan, who had been fired, could churn out a script in 24 hours—and that wasn’t even her specialty. That’s how capable this team was.
"You’ve all worked hard. Tomorrow, Liu Meng will arrange a team outing—company’s treat."
At Luo Yao’s reward, though exhausted, everyone’s faces lit up with joy.
Good pay, bonuses, and perks—aside from the suffocating pressure from Luo Yao and the equally overwhelming sweetness from Lin Ran, this company offered top-tier treatment.
Besides, what’s wrong with a little dog food?
Some people would kill to have what they had.
We love overtime. We love dog food.
The moment Lin Ran appeared, the entire assistant team scattered like startled birds.
Lin Ran stared blankly at the fleeing assistants, sensing their lack of enthusiasm—it was almost like they were escaping disaster.
Or attending a funeral.
Whatever. They were just employees, after all. No point making things harder for them.
The only one he cared about was the little demon who had haunted his thoughts since his rebirth, the one he couldn’t bear to be apart from for even a second.
"Wife, I’m back. Did you miss me?"
"I did. Come here." Luo Yao’s tone was both commanding and coquettish.
Lin Ran walked over, and Luo Yao lightly rose on her tiptoes.
"Welcome-home kiss."
Lin Ran froze. Wasn’t this supposed to be his move? Why did it feel reversed?
"Heh, that’s not enough. I want more."
Such a request, of course, had to be fulfilled.
Lin Ran noticed occasional glances from a distance—hesitant, afraid to stare directly.
Upon closer look, it was Uncle Fu, wanting to approach but wary of interrupting.
The old man seemed distracted.
After what felt like forever, Lin Ran and Luo Yao finally pulled apart.
Luo Yao suddenly remembered something. "Ah-Ran, I prepared a surprise for you. Don’t go to the bedroom yet."
With that, she walked off, leaving Lin Ran puzzled.
Uncle Fu seized the moment to approach.
"You want to ask about your grandson, right?"
"Young Master Lin, you’re truly perceptive."
Lin Ran’s expression turned cold. "Why ask me? Can’t you just call Granny Wang? Or do you not have her number?"
Uncle Fu flushed. "I’m just worried she’ll ignore me."
Lin Ran hadn’t expected a man his age to still be so shy.
"Given the chance, you still can’t step up? At your age, still afraid of this? You disappoint me."
"Now, leave my sight immediately, or I’ll deduct your bonus."
Uncle Fu: "The sky is falling."
Whatever. If he really wanted to know, he’d find a way.
Granny Wang might not have contacted Uncle Fu, but she had kept in touch with the other staff.
"Little Jing, has Granny Wang reached out to you?"
"No."
Little Jing lowered her head, not daring to meet Uncle Fu’s eyes.
Uncle Fu sighed and turned to another.
"Little Hong, did Granny Wang mention her grandson’s condition to you?"
"She did."
"What exactly did she say? Tell me the details."
Little Hong thought for a moment. "Granny Wang said, ‘Don’t tell Uncle Fu about my grandson’s situation.’"
Uncle Fu: "..."
Why were the staff lately becoming so disrespectful?
They used to regard him with reverence, even a hint of fear.
But ever since that incident, the way they looked at him had changed—as if he were some kind of scumbag.
Yet he had truly been misunderstood!
I, Zhang Laifu, never intentionally wronged my woman. You’ve all got it wrong.
He needed to teach these impudent staff a lesson soon.
Otherwise, they’d forget who ranked third in this household.
In the end, a resigned Uncle Fu dialed Granny Wang’s number.
"Uh… Dahua, it’s me. Zhang Laifu."
Granny Wang: "You want to ask about Anjian, don’t you? It’s fine. Ask away. After all, he’s your grandson too."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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.
