After a long while, Lin Ran finally regained his freedom. Luo Yao sat quietly beside him, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Ah Ran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do this..."
Luo Yao's heart ached with guilt and pain.
When dealing with enemies, she could be utterly ruthless, but with Lin Ran, she only wanted to show tenderness.
Yet, she couldn't understand herself. She loved Lin Ran deeply, but sometimes she couldn't help but do things that hurt him.
Every time she felt a surge of frustration because of him, she couldn't resist the urge to grab him and inflict pain.
If she didn't punish Lin Ran, she would retreat to the secret room.
She didn't want to go to the secret room because Lin Ran didn't like her hurting herself.
But she also didn't want to hurt Lin Ran.
The more intense her inner conflict grew, the more obsessive her actions became.
Sometimes, she even wondered if she was going mad.
Lin Ran: "Do you remember what you asked me when I woke up earlier?"
"So don't say sorry. No matter what you've done, I don't blame you, because we're husband and wife."
Luo Yao shook her head. "But I feel uncomfortable."
Luo Yao felt uneasy because she had made a mistake.
Yet, the inexplicable anger she had felt earlier had vanished.
Now, she was more worried that Lin Ran would be afraid and run away from her.
She wanted to treat him well, but she was also afraid he would leave. Doing such things was both her idea and not her idea. This chaotic, insecure emotion was something no one could understand.
Her head was really aching.
Lin Ran: "Actually, I understand your feelings. Don't worry, I won't be afraid, and I won't run away. I just want to stay with you forever, building a safe haven for your heart over a lifetime."
Luo Yao looked at Lin Ran in disbelief. Every word he said seemed to resonate deeply within her.
So, he really understands me.
Luo Yao confidently handed over the item she was holding.
"Here."
Lin Ran: "???"
Luo Yao: "It's for you."
Lin Ran's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat up.
Whether forced or willing, he had indeed suffered a lot in this life and the last.
Wasn't this the perfect opportunity for some well-deserved payback?
Lin Ran gripped the small object tightly, raising his hand. Luo Yao looked up at him directly, her eyes unblinking, not avoiding his gaze in the slightest.
As long as Ah Ran was happy, as long as he didn't blame her, he could hit or scold her as much as he wanted.
Lin Ran's hand lingered in the air. Looking into Luo Yao's eyes, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.
In this regard, Lin Ran admitted he was no match for Luo Yao.
Luo Yao loved him more than he loved her—at least, that's what he believed.
But Luo Yao could still bring herself to act, and that was where this woman surpassed him.
Loving someone and hitting them didn't have to be mutually exclusive.
"Forget it. A good man doesn't fight with a woman."
The sparkle in Luo Yao's eyes brightened.
"Ah Ran... you can't bear to, can you?"
Lin Ran nodded, admitting it openly.
"I love you too much to do it."
Too much?
Luo Yao silently repeated those words in her heart, feeling as if something had struck her deeply.
"You can do it gently."
"Even gently, I can't bear it."
Luo Yao's gaze grew hazy. "In that case, let's change the punishment for now."
Lin Ran: "What punishment... Mmm!"
Luo Yao began to sway freely on top of Lin Ran, dancing as if in a trance.
Lin Ran tried several times to flip over but failed.
How could this little girl be so strong?
Here he was, a grown man standing at 185 cm, being completely overpowered by a woman barely 170 cm tall.
It was utterly ridiculous. Who was the man here?
After a long while, Luo Yao's startled cry announced the perfect conclusion to their performance.
Lin Ran: "When did your period end?"
Luo Yao: "Last night, probably."
After catching his breath, Lin Ran pulled Luo Yao into his arms.
"Is this punishing you? Is this really a punishment? Huh?"
Luo Yao looked up with innocent eyes. "What else would it be?"
Lin Ran grumbled indignantly, "This isn't fair. This is clearly a reward. I want a different punishment."
Luo Yao thought about it and realized it really didn't count as punishment.
"Alright, then you decide."
Lin Ran raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious?"
Luo Yao: "Dead serious."
Lin Ran smiled meaningfully. "Do you have any... black ones for me to appreciate?"
Luo Yao shook her head, but just as Lin Ran's face fell in disappointment, she pulled out her phone.
Liu Meng, who received the call, was utterly shocked.
Lin Ran stared at Luo Yao in confusion. Sis, are you really this bold?
Liu Meng, who had been woken up in the middle of the night, was both stunned and excited, her drowsiness completely gone.
So, this is how wild CEO Luo gets?
Without a second thought, she went to prepare what was needed.
Soon, Liu Meng personally drove to the manor and handed the items directly to Luo Yao.
This involved Luo Yao's privacy, so she couldn't let anyone else know. She hated gossip.
"CEO Luo, the items you asked for. Is it really this urgent in the middle of the night?"
Luo Yao glanced coldly at Liu Meng. "Yes, Ah Ran is eager to see them."
With that, she returned to the villa, leaving Liu Meng standing at the door in shock.
It seems it really was urgent.
CEO Luo is treating Young Master Lin this well? Just because he wanted to see something, she made her employee fetch it in the middle of the night.
And she asked for so many, in all sorts of colors. It wasn't hard to guess what they were for.
Young Master Lin is truly blessed.
Ahhh, I can't share this, I can't say anything. This is unbearable, truly unbearable.
Back in the villa's bedroom, Luo Yao sat on the bed.
"Do you like them?"
"They're beautiful. I love them."
Lin Ran sighed inwardly. No wonder so many people are obsessed with this.
It's not just about beauty.
It's also about the thrill.
The fact that Luo Yao was a domineering CEO only added to Lin Ran's sense of conquest.
Soon, the room was in disarray.
"Yao Yao, let me take charge."
Luo Yao obediently nodded.
"Whatever my husband says."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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."
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.”
