"Principal, I'm here."
Hearing Lin Ran's voice, Liu Yuemei froze for a moment before quickly standing up.
"Xiao Ran, you're finally here. Please, save your father!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yuemei was stunned.
Lin Ran's outfit was undeniably luxurious. The clothes he wore seemed to be custom-made by hand, and the watch on his wrist was clearly worth a fortune.
He had left the Lin Family—where did he get the money for such an extravagant wardrobe?
Principal Tang walked over, patted Lin Ran on the shoulder, and gave him a meaningful look.
"Lin Ran, does the school need to help? Our legal department is quite capable."
"No need to trouble the school. I can handle it myself."
Principal Tang nodded. "Alright, then. Talk things over, and if you need anything, remember to come to me. The school is your strongest support."
With that, Principal Tang shook his head and left.
It was only today that he found out Lin Ran was a child of the Lin Family.
If that was the case, why hadn’t the Lin Family shown much care for him?
From what he knew, Lin Ran had not had an easy life these past few years.
Although he had started a company now, Principal Tang always believed that Lin Ran had worked his way up through sheer effort.
Lin Ran was an outstanding student, willing to endure hardship. Such a person was destined to succeed.
Lin Ran's reputation wasn’t limited to the students; even the teachers and the principal knew of him.
However, as the principal, he only knew that Lin Ran had lived a hard life. He didn’t know that Lin Ran’s relentless efforts were all for the sake of being a "lapdog."
Lin Ran nodded, showing respect for the old principal.
After Principal Tang left, only Lin Ran and Liu Yuemei remained in the room.
"Xiao Ran, please save your father! His company's funds have been frozen."
Lin Ran raised his hand to stop Liu Yuemei from coming closer.
"First, he’s not my father. Do I need to show you the proof of our severed relationship again?"
"Second, the company isn’t his. In terms of shares, I’m the one with the most authority."
"Third, I’m a heartless person. I only care about money, not people."
Lin Ran’s words left Liu Yuemei speechless.
"Regardless, you need to get the company’s accounts unfrozen."
Lin Ran: "Do you think I’m a bank? You think I can just unfreeze them with a snap of my fingers?"
Liu Yuemei: "But if you drop the lawsuit, this whole thing can be resolved."
Lin Ran: "You’re right. Dropping the lawsuit would solve it, but I don’t want to drop it."
Liu Yuemei: "You... you really are heartless. If you don’t drop the lawsuit, I’ll tell the whole school that you drove your own father to the hospital and ruined your reputation."
Lin Ran: "Liu Yuemei, Suran Group was founded by my mother. When she passed away, she left the shares to me. For years, you not only withheld my dividends but also mistreated me in every way possible. You were just a mistress—where do you get the nerve to threaten me?"
"The freezing of your assets is completely legal and justified. All you have to do is hand over my share of the dividends, and I’ll drop the lawsuit. Is that so hard?"
"You’ve been leeching off me for years. The fact that I haven’t sent you to hell is already an act of mercy. What more do you want?"
Liu Yuemei: "You’re lying! When did we ever mistreat you? I never laid a hand on you. Look at how well-dressed you are now. How can you say you didn’t rely on the Lin Family for this life?"
Lin Ran: "Oh, you didn’t hit me, but you had Lin Tianba beat me. You starved me, made me do all the housework and cooking for your family, even though there were maids. From the time I was thirteen, you gave me 300 yuan a month—cheaper than a maid. Even my school fees had to be earned by me. How dare you question how I dress now? The money I spend now has nothing to do with your Lin Family."
"Or do you not want to admit to these facts?"
Liu Yuemei: "We were just trying to toughen you up. You’re a boy—it’s good for you to endure some hardship."
Lin Ran: "Why don’t you toughen up your son? Or is he not a boy? When did he go to Thailand? I didn’t know. Are you trying to cut off your own family line?"
Liu Yuemei: "You’re talking nonsense! My son is a real man. How can you compare to him? He’s the young master of the Lin Family."
Lin Ran: "A child born from a mistress dares to call himself the young master of the Lin Family?"
Liu Yuemei: "I’m the true wife of the Lin Family. Your father never liked your mother, and he never liked you either. Every holiday, he spent it with me and Xiao Jian."
Lin Ran: "So, you admit you were the mistress. Or did you seduce Lin Tianba to become the Lin Family’s wife? Or was it true love?"
Liu Yuemei’s eyebrows shot up in anger. She couldn’t understand why Lin Ran had changed so much.
He had always been so submissive in the past.
Lin Ran: "Admit it. It’s just the two of us here. No need to pretend to be a good person. If you want to talk, let’s be clear."
Liu Yuemei: "I... I didn’t seduce your father. He seduced me. He said that if I became his mistress, he would eventually marry me."
Lin Ran’s face darkened. Could his mother’s death be related to Lin Tianba as well?
Lin Ran stepped closer to Liu Yuemei. "So, you killed my mother?"
Liu Yuemei’s eyes widened. "No, it wasn’t me. Don’t talk nonsense."
Lin Ran: "Then it was Lin Tianba."
Liu Yuemei looked at Lin Ran in disbelief, shaking her head frantically. "No, don’t say that. No one killed that bitch."
Lin Ran slapped her across the face. Liu Yuemei stood frozen.
Lin Ran smiled. "A mistress dares to insult my mother? If you think I’ll drop the lawsuit, you’re dreaming. Since you and Lin Tianba are so in love, money must not matter that much to you. Go live your life with your true love."
"I will make sure the Lin Family goes bankrupt!"
Liu Yuemei cried, "You can’t do this! I’m the wife of the Lin Family. I can’t live without money. If you dare do this, I’ll humiliate you in front of the whole school."
Lin Ran shrugged. "It doesn’t matter. I’ve already severed ties with Lin Tianba. There’s a signed document, witnessed by a lawyer. So no matter what you say, I won’t drop the lawsuit."
Liu Yuemei: "Aren’t you afraid I’ll say..."
Lin Ran took out his phone and played the recording.
"#¥%... Your father seduced me... You can’t do this. I’m the wife of the Lin Family. I can’t live without money..."
Liu Yuemei: "You..."
Lin Ran turned and walked out of the office.
"Say whatever you want. I don’t mind making this recording public."
Liu Yuemei collapsed to the floor. She hadn’t expected Lin Ran to be so cunning.
If Lin Ran released the recording, not only would everyone know she was a mistress and that Lin Jian was a child born from an affair, but Lin Tianba would also misunderstand her.
If Lin Tianba got angry and dug deeper, Liu Yuemei shuddered at the thought.

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.”

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

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.

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."