All the employees in the meeting hall were trembling with fear.
No one had expected that not only was Luo Yao acting wildly, but even Lin Ran had gone completely mad.
Hitting people without hesitation, utterly disregarding any sense of decorum.
There was another thing that puzzled them deeply—both of them seemed a little unhinged.
One moment they were discussing embezzlement, and the next, they were whispering sweet nothings to each other. What kind of twisted logic was that?
Was a scandal as massive as embezzlement really less important to them than professing their love?
Insane.
Unhinged.
A pair of lunatics.
Little did they know, in the coming days, the couple’s madness would repeatedly shatter their understanding of the world.
Luo Wunai was dragged away, her desperate screams ignored by everyone. No one stepped forward to save her.
Luo Yao picked up the microphone and spoke again.
"There’s nothing else to say. The general manager position will be filled by someone from headquarters. As for the rest of you—if you’re involved, turn yourselves in to Assistant Liu Meng. Maybe I’ll even give you a chance to reform."
A chance?
That was just empty talk to fool idiots. Only a fool would believe it.
"Also, Lin Ran is my husband and the co-owner of Luo Corporation. Everything I have is shared with him. This statement stands forever. If anyone dares to disrespect him or utter a single insult, don’t blame me for making your life a living hell."
Damn it!
Just thinking about Luo Wunai calling Lin Ran a "pretty boy" or a "plaything" made Luo Yao’s blood boil.
She didn’t mind the dynamic between them—but only she was allowed to think that way. No one else had the right to say it.
Lin Ran was indeed her "plaything," but he was a plaything she’d willingly die for.
With that, Luo Yao slammed the microphone to the ground with a dramatic flourish and strode out with Lin Ran.
This was her way of staking her claim.
Let it be known—this man was hers.
The speakers screeched with ear-splitting feedback, as if the entire hall might explode. But compared to the turmoil in the employees’ minds, this "explosion" was nothing.
Everyone stood frozen. What had Luo Yao just said?
Everything she owned belonged to Lin Ran?
Luo Corporation was a veritable money-making empire in China, the world’s newest top-ranking conglomerate—a position it would likely hold for a long time.
For Luo Yao to willingly share such a colossal fortune with Lin Ran… just what kind of magic did he possess?
"I used to think Lin Ran was just Luo Yao’s legally wedded husband. What’s love got to do with the wealthy? But now… I can’t help but envy him."
"I envy Luo Yao more. Did you see Lin Ran’s face when Luo Wunai accused her of being ‘love-starved’? He looked ready to blow up the entire planet."
"Luo Wunai’s downfall was her own greed. She was already filthy rich, yet she still embezzled? Now she’s been wiped out by Luo Yao—billions gone, enough to buy the lives of my ancestors for eighteen generations."
"Those who colluded with Luo Wunai are screwed. Thank goodness I stayed clean. I’ve always hated her—flaunting her authority as the branch leader, bullying us left and right. Right, Second Brother?"
"Second Brother? Say something! Why are you so pale?"
Second Brother snapped out of his daze and bolted from the hall to prepare his confession materials.
This was no joke. Luo Wunai was a member of the Luo family and the branch manager—yet she’d been erased in an instant.
What chance did a mere "Second Brother" have?
Liu Meng followed Luo Yao closely.
"President Luo, the banquet this afternoon might get messy. What about Young Master Lin…?"
She left the rest unsaid. In her eyes, Lin Ran was just an ordinary man—albeit one Luo Yao adored.
But today, Lin Ran had proven himself shockingly bold.
Knowing that the Mo City families might cause trouble at the banquet, she felt compelled to warn them.
Luo Yao didn’t answer Liu Meng. Instead, she gazed at Lin Ran with tender affection.
"Ran, were you angry earlier because Luo Wunai said I was ‘love-starved’?"
Lin Ran: "Damn right I was. No one gets to say that. I’m the one who loves you most in this world. You’ll never lack love—not on my watch."
Love was a strange thing, especially this kind of obsessive, all-consuming devotion.
It was the kind of love only a yandere could embody.
For ordinary people, lovers eventually became family. But for these two, they would remain lovers forever.
Luo Yao realized she’d been smiling more lately—all because of Lin Ran.
"It’s fine. I want Ran by my side. I’ll make it clear to everyone—he’s my beloved. Cross me if you dare, but if anyone messes with Ran, I’ll show them true cruelty."
Lin Ran: "Funny, that’s exactly what I was thinking."
When they reached the CEO’s office in the skyscraper, Luo Yao dismissed everyone, leaving only herself and Lin Ran inside.
Even Lin Ran was stunned by the sheer opulence of the place. The decor here outshone even their office in the capital.
"Ran, what do you think?"
Lin Ran answered sincerely, "It’s stunning. Luxurious, yet refined."
"Then… shall we play a game?"
Games could be addictive.
And the most frustrating part of any game? When victory is within reach—only to slip away at the last moment.
When the boss has just one sliver of health left, but your team wipes first.
When success is a single step away—only to be blocked by an unexpected obstacle.
"Ran, it’s okay…"
Lin Ran quickly covered Luo Yao’s mouth.
No way. He couldn’t let this happen.
Not because he couldn’t handle it—but because he knew it would harm her.
Lin Ran would never do anything that could hurt Luo Yao.
This was the difference between them.
Luo Yao loved Lin Ran to the point of madness, but her yandere nature left her perpetually insecure. Even if Lin Ran was flawless, it wasn’t enough to fully reassure her.
No matter how devoted he was, the world was full of temptations. Just one glance at another woman, and Luo Yao would itch to eliminate her.
Meanwhile, Lin Ran loved Luo Yao just as fiercely—but while she could hurt him, he could never bring himself to harm her.
Physically or emotionally, he refused to cause her even the slightest pain.
Even if it meant being torn apart, he wouldn’t complain. This was his debt to her—and his greatest joy.
A knock interrupted them. Lin Ran gestured for Luo Yao to rest while he called out, "Come in."
She wasn’t feeling well—better to let her conserve her energy.
Liu Meng entered, followed by over twenty executives.
Without waiting for explanations, Luo Yao issued her first order.
"Tear this place apart and renovate it. I don’t want to see a single trace of Luo Wunai left."
"Understood."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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!
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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?!
