Lin Ran didn’t hold back his curses, leaving Li Chifen momentarily stunned.
Behind them, Liu Meng couldn’t suppress a snort of laughter.
Just as Li Chifen was about to speak, Lin Ran tightened his grip—hard.
Li Chifen winced in pain. He was a man of wealth and cunning, but brute strength was never his forte.
Lin Ran, on the other hand, had spent years working part-time jobs and training his body. Handling Li Chifen was effortless for him.
Luo Yao stood coldly by Lin Ran’s side and asked, "Do you have something to say?"
Lin Ran glanced down at Li Chifen, whose face was twisted in pain. "My wife’s asking you a question. Speak up. What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?"
Li Chifen was Luo Yao’s rival, enemy, and even something of a sworn foe.
That made him Lin Ran’s enemy too, and Lin Ran was no saint.
The two bodyguards behind Li Chifen moved to intervene, but Wang Bao and Little Tong immediately blocked their path.
Li Chifen forced out a strained whisper, "Let me go."
"Sure, sure. You should’ve said so earlier. Why didn’t you just say it?"
Li Chifen gritted his teeth. "Let! Me! Go!"
"See? If you’d just asked nicely from the start..."
Li Chifen could barely endure it now. "Let… me… go."
"Then beg."
"Please! Let! Me! Go!"
Only then did Lin Ran release his grip, satisfied. Luo Yao watched him with admiration sparkling in her eyes.
Rubbing his sore hand, Li Chifen stared at Lin Ran in disbelief. He never imagined Lin Ran would treat him so crudely—especially in the middle of a formal hall.
Luo Yao spoke coolly, "If you’re done, Mr. Li, I suggest you leave."
But Li Chifen couldn’t leave. He’d come to make an impression, assert his stance, and—most importantly—persuade Luo Yao not to expose him.
"President Luo, no need to be so harsh," he said with forced calm.
Luo Yao lowered her voice to a whisper. "Want me to go easy on you? Simple. You know what to do."
Li Chifen paused, then understood.
Of course. No one turns down profit.
Everything Luo Yao had done was to corner him. If he helped her secure the project, all his problems would vanish. He might even land a partnership with Luo Corporation.
And a deal with Luo Corporation? That would outshine even the top families and the Samsungs.
They were the true financial giants—newly crowned, but undisputed.
If Luo Yao succeeded, their dominance would be unshakable. No one would dare question it.
The realization sharpened Li Chifen’s focus.
Just then, two more heavyweight figures arrived: Lu Youqi, the current head of the Lu family, and Wang Xiaolin, the acting leader of the Wang family.
Li Chifen quickly straightened up, masking his discomfort with arrogance.
"Lin Ran, let’s spar another time," he said stiffly.
Lin Ran scoffed. "Spar? I could take three of you with one leg tied behind my back."
......
Wang Xiaolin approached, exchanging nods with Li Chifen before acknowledging Lin Ran and Luo Yao.
"Now that’s manners. See how it’s done?" Lin Ran shot Li Chifen another disdainful look.
Of course, Wang Xiaolin’s subdued demeanor was due to his family’s recent decline. He no longer swaggered around the elite.
But his bold, ambitious nature remained—otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed to the three families’ alliance.
Whatever the outcome, at least he was trying to salvage the doomed "Game Over Group."
Lu Youqi was a spirited old man, aged but vibrant.
"You must be Lin Ran. My son caused some trouble yesterday—my apologies for the misunderstanding!"
Lin Ran knew Lu Youqi well. Of the three families, he was the one Lin Ran found most concerning.
The Lu family was the oldest and most formidable in Shanghai, with a lineage stretching back a thousand years.
As the saying went:
"Dynasties rise and fall, but the great houses endure."
Even after the Tang dynasty’s collapse and the purges of rebels like Huang Chao, their remnants were nothing to underestimate.
Their influence wasn’t just economic. It ran deeper—networks, connections, and power woven into every corner of society.
Families like Wang Xiaolin’s were pretenders. The Lus were the real deal.
Even in modern socialist China, their shadow loomed large.
Lin Ran smiled. "Gentlemen, I’ll admit—you’re far more polite than the guy wallowing in the cesspool over there."
He wasn’t intimidated by their pedigree.
After all, they were Luo Yao’s enemies too.
If she had brought them to their knees in their past life, what made them think they stood a chance now?
Wang Xiaolin and Lu Youqi exchanged puzzled glances.
"What?"
"Cesspool?"
Lin Ran waved it off. "Never mind. Just appreciating your courtesy. And Mr. Lu, no need to apologize—I didn’t lose anything in that ‘misunderstanding.’"
It was your granddaughter’s tongue that paid the price, not mine.
Lu Youqi seemed entirely unfazed by Lin Ran's veiled sarcasm and instead turned his attention to Luo Yao.
"Luo girl, long time no see. Though I’m your competitor today, old man as I am, I don’t want this to ruin our relationship. Truth be told, I’ve always admired you. To rise so quickly in just a few years, and under our watchful eyes—impressive."
His praise was far from insincere; Lu Youqi genuinely respected Luo Yao.
At one point, he had even considered offering his family’s heir position to whichever of his grandsons could secure a marriage alliance with her. But Luo Yao had shown no interest.
In fact, when one of his younger relatives dared to lay a hand on her, she broke his bones without hesitation.
Yet, far from holding a grudge, Lu Youqi only grew more impressed by her ruthlessness and decisiveness.
Luo Yao scoffed. "What relationship? The moment I partnered with those two from your family, I’ve been itching to cut ties."
Lu Youqi wasn’t offended. He knew she was just venting.
Li Chifen, however, simmered with quiet anger.
So everyone else got polite treatment, but he was the one being insulted?
His expression darkened as he silently swore to settle the score someday.
Then, Park Bo-gi from Samsung suddenly appeared. Though somewhat intimidated by Luo Yao, he couldn’t pass up the rare chance to meet the head of the Lu family.
After all, the Lu family was the primary collaborator in this venture.
Previously, they had only sent representatives for negotiations—today was the first time the patriarch himself had shown up.
"Patriarch Lu, I’m Park Bo-gi, the decision-maker at Samsung."
Lu Youqi glanced at Park Bo-gi, noting his visibly injured hand.
"Chairman Park, greetings. This old man’s health hasn’t been the best, so I never got the chance to meet you earlier. My apologies."
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!
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.
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.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
