"Are you sure this was prepared for you?"
At that moment, Su Jianguo said with a smile.
"Since the gala is over, we won’t disturb you any longer. We old folks need to rest early."
Jiang Feihua, representing the estate, handed out small gifts to each member of the Chen family.
They didn’t hesitate to accept—after all, these were tokens of Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s goodwill.
Seeing that Su Jianguo had left, the others tactfully exited the second floor as well.
"Let’s head to the banquet hall. Many of the executives have already gone there."
Quite a few chose to stay for the New Year’s Eve dinner before leaving. Since tomorrow was a holiday, and tonight was a special occasion, it made sense to linger.
Moreover, Luo Yao had gone to the trouble of arranging everything—it would be a shame to let it go to waste.
As the crowd gradually moved into the banquet, Jiang Feihua took charge of the proceedings.
This was a rare opportunity for the attending celebrities, directors, hosts, and Luo Corporation’s elite to mingle.
Meanwhile, our two protagonists remained in their room, savoring their first year together.
The banquet had long since ended, but Lin Ran and Luo Yao still hadn’t come downstairs.
Some suspected they’d already left.
Only the estate staff and their security team knew the truth—the couple hadn’t stepped out of their room.
By the next morning, they were utterly exhausted, drained of all energy.
They stumbled back to the main villa and collapsed into bed, not waking until noon.
On the first day of the new year, they stayed home, too spent to go anywhere.
After all, they hadn’t recovered from the previous night’s exertions—and were still making up for lost time.
With everyone else out enjoying the holiday, braving the crowded streets seemed pointless.
Even with a private jet at their disposal, where could they go in this freezing weather?
Meanwhile, clips from last night’s estate livestream had already gone viral. Though the footage wasn’t high-definition, netizens were enthralled.
Comments like "This beats the Spring Festival Gala any day!" flooded the internet.
Lin Ran stumbled upon his own livestream clips online—the most popular one had over seven million likes, surpassing even the buzz around Hunan TV’s New Year special.
His impromptu broadcast had inadvertently revived countless struggling content creators.
"Miss Luo, all the invited celebrities attended without exception," a staff member reported.
Luo Yao nodded. "If the opportunity arises, we can offer them some resources."
"Understood."
Lin Ran sighed beside her. "The lives of the wealthy are so unpretentious. Who’d have thought so many A-listers would gather just for a show Luo Yao arranged for me?"
Honestly, even he hadn’t seen it coming.
"As long as you enjoyed it, A’Ran," Luo Yao murmured.
Of course he had—though it felt a bit excessive.
"I loved it. But wasn’t it a waste of favors and connections?"
Luo Yao: "If it made you happy, it was worth it. Besides, they were all eager to come."
She wasn’t wrong. The celebrities hadn’t shown up out of fear—they’d jumped at the chance to network with Luo Corporation.
Even if they didn’t get to speak with Luo Yao, they’d lost nothing.
At the very least, they could now boast, "I’ve been to Dongtian Estate—have you?"
A notification chimed on Uncle Fu’s phone. He checked it and chuckled.
"Young Master Lin, that ‘Tea Boy’ Lin Jian is live again."
Lin Ran waved it off. "Not watching. No time—I’m busy with my wife."
Luo Yao nestled into his arms, finding the perfect spot.
Uncle Fu: "Then I’ll monitor it for you. If anything interesting happens, I’ll let you know."
Lin Ran nodded. "Good idea. You’ve been quite sharp lately, Uncle Fu. When Granny Wang returns, I’ll put in a good word for you."
"Many thanks, Young Master."
This was Lin Jian’s fourth livestream attempt.
With many people off work for the holidays, viewership was high.
Yet the moment his face appeared, the audience was baffled.
Netizens couldn’t fathom his thought process.
Lin Jian whined about his hardships, panning the camera to show a despondent Lin Tianba. The collective reaction was unanimous exasperation.
Lin Tianba, lying neglected on the floor, was indeed pitiful—now experiencing the bullying he’d once inflicted on Lin Ran.
"Brothers, family, how can you bear to see my father like this? As his son, it breaks my heart."
"Today, a kind soul gave us shelter—just this patch of floor. Who knows where we’ll go tomorrow?"
[Netizen 1]: Seriously, which idiot took in this trash family?
[Netizen 2]: Lin Jian makes me sick. Let’s skip the theatrics—are you selling your dad or your mom today?
Unexpectedly, Lin Jian had a new strategy this time. No more hawking products—just emotional manipulation.
"I know many hate me, but to save my father, I’ll endure it."
"To those who dislike me: keep watching. For every gift you send, I’ll slap myself—once per gift."
The live stream erupted.
Virtual gifts poured in frenziedly. Lin Jian’s eyes lit up—his plan was working.
And so, live before the entire internet, he began striking his own face.
Each slap came with gratitude and self-degradation.
Smack "Thank you, Brother Hu. I’m trash."
Smack "Thank you, Brother Wu. I’m trash."
By the time his face swelled like a pig’s head, the refunds started rolling in—viewers had exploited the platform’s minor protection policy.
Now, Lin Jian was truly devastated.
He’d thought his "filial piety" would move people. Instead, they’d scammed him.
Why did everyone despise him so much?
[Comment 1]: Hahaha! Called it!
[Comment 2]: Bet you didn’t see this coming, Lin Jian. Almost feel bad… almost.
[Comment 3]: Kid could’ve lived happily ever after. Now? Total meltdown.
[Comment 4]: To whoever sheltered Lin Jian: may your family get hit by a bus and die loveless.
This was the final straw. Already blacklisted as a dishonest person, Lin Jian cracked under the mockery.
Why weren’t they showering him with gifts and sympathy?
Why had things turned out this way?
In the end, he blamed Lin Tianba for everything.
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!
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?"
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?!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
