Lin Tianba didn’t speak a single word during his entire livestream, yet he still ended up getting beaten by Lin Jian after the stream ended.
At times like these, he couldn’t help but think of his eldest son, Lin Ran.
Even though Lin Ran also hit him now, it was only because he had treated him poorly in the past. Lin Ran was just acting out of resentment.
Lin Tianba firmly believed that Lin Ran still desperately longed for his father’s love.
If he could just make Lin Ran his son again, the boy would surely fall to his knees in gratitude and beg for forgiveness.
But right now, that rebellious son’s attitude was too stubborn. He needed to find a way to prove his sincerity.
He couldn’t afford to be indecisive anymore—his past hesitation had cost him everything.
"Rebellious son, your father doesn’t like Lin Jian or Liu Yuemei anymore, you hear me? Come save your dad already."
Of course, no matter what happened, time marched on.
Back at the estate, Lin Ran listened to Uncle Fu’s report with a calm smile, completely unfazed.
To him now, the Lin family was nothing but ants.
Even if they had already fallen into hell, it still wasn’t enough to make up for the suffering he had endured.
"Ah Ran, what are you thinking about?"
"I was just thinking… if you weren’t my wife, and if I were still with the Lin family, blind to their true nature, how miserable would I be right now?"
Luo Yao’s expression darkened slightly. "Ah Ran, I came too late."
Lin Ran’s heart stirred. He had to admit—he adored Luo Yao, especially this feeling of being protected.
He always reminded himself: being a husband was all about the feeling.
And right now, he truly understood the bliss of being a pampered man.
"No, you came at the perfect time. Everything happened exactly as it should."
By evening, Lin Ran had already arranged preparations for his upcoming trip to the snow mountains.
Tomorrow, he had shareholder meetings at both Nuanyao Group and Suran Group.
In simpler terms, he was going to collect his dividends. As for the actual content of the meetings? He couldn’t care less.
The next day, Lin Ran arrived at Nuanyao Group first. The moment Wu Zhishang saw him, he immediately asked,
"Brother Lin, where’d you go yesterday? I couldn’t find you afterward."
Of course, Wu Zhishang knew exactly where Lin Ran had been last night—but he had to play dumb.
Was he supposed to say, "Hey, you guys were so loud the entire second floor could hear you"?
That would just embarrass his bro.
Lin Ran smirked. "I went to the happiest place on earth."
Wu Zhishang’s face went blank.
"Enough small talk. I’m here for the money—let’s get this meeting started."
It was already the 2nd of the month. While Luo Corporation was still on break, Nuanyao Group was back in business.
"Alright, everything’s ready. What ‘shareholder meeting’? It’s just you and me anyway."
Lin Ran chuckled. It was bizarre for such a large company to have only two shareholders.
With the accountant included, the "meeting" consisted of three people, so they settled everything right in the office.
"Brother Lin, our net profit so far is over 13 million. After setting aside operational funds, we can split 10 million."
Lin Ran frowned. "What kind of joke is that? That’s all?"
Wu Zhishang looked pained.
"Bro, I swear I didn’t embezzle anything. The company really only made that much—and it’s your fault! You insisted on building libraries and schools, all funded through Nuanyao Group. Maybe this year, we should shift those projects to Suran Group’s budget?"
Lin Ran suddenly remembered—his company had several money-draining projects. He scratched his head awkwardly.
"Lao Wu, you’ve worked hard. But let’s keep it under Nuanyao. The credit will still go to us, and these projects will pave the way for future opportunities."
Wu Zhishang sighed and muttered under his breath.
"Brother Lin, why even pretend? With your net worth now, does our company’s profit even matter to you?"
Hearing the hint of frustration in Wu Zhishang’s voice, Lin Ran decided to drop the bomb.
"Fine, I’ll give you a bigger cut this time. Take 2 million. Happy?"
Wu Zhishang’s eyes instantly lit up.
"Bro, you’re like a second father to me."
With just a fraction of the dividends, Lin Ran had his best friend calling him "dad."
Now this was the good life.
"Mm. Now you can go home and rule the roost."
Wu Zhishang grinned. "That’s not all—I can make my own dad call me ‘dad.’ He works himself to the bone and still wouldn’t earn this much in a year."
"Right. I still need to collect money from Suran Group, so I’ll head out now."
Wu Zhishang bowed deeply and escorted Lin Ran all the way out of Nuanyao Group.
On the way to Suran Group, Lin Ran leaned back in his seat, eyes closed, but his mind was anything but still.
He considered Wu Zhishang his closest friend, and he trusted the feeling was mutual.
But there was one difference—Wu Zhishang would always come second to Luo Yao in his heart.
Meanwhile, he might actually rank above women in Wu Zhishang’s priorities.
Life wasn’t fair.
Maybe that tiny pang of guilt was why he gave Wu Zhishang the extra money.
To him, it was pocket change. To Wu Zhishang, it was life-changing.
By the time Lin Ran arrived at Suran Group, the team had been waiting for him.
As he entered the meeting room, his eyes immediately landed on the wall—the photos were gone, replaced by bold characters:
[Chairman Lin, Our Savior.]
"What the hell? Whose idea was this?"
Qu Te Niang hurried over.
"This was arranged by the shareholders to express our utmost respect for you. It’s a reminder of who saved this company."
Lin Ran’s expression darkened. Now he understood why Suran Group had stagnated for so many years.
They were too busy with this nonsense.
"Whatever. Let’s just talk about the dividends."
Lin Ran was eager to collect his money—he needed to buy gifts. If Nuanyao Group’s payout was disappointing, surely Suran Group wouldn’t let him down.
"Of course, of course. The accountant—"
Suran Group’s surplus exceeded 400 million, shocking even Lin Ran.
"Chairman Lin, ever since our school district project took off, property sales skyrocketed. The second phase sold out the moment construction finished. This is all thanks to you."
Lin Ran felt a flicker of pride—this was the first time he had genuinely earned money.
"Good. Release the financial report publicly. Let everyone see whether Lin Ran is a failure or not."
Of course, his real goal was to rub it in Lin Tianba’s face.
After setting aside sufficient reserves, Lin Ran walked away with a staggering 200 million, thanks to his 70% stake.
With that kind of money in his pocket, he felt invincible.
"Perfect. This should cover my wife’s gift."
And what was this gift?
A grand, extravagant wedding—one that would cost over a hundred million.
No material possession could ever prove his love for Luo Yao. Only a wedding could come close.
But before the wedding, there was still her birthday to prepare for.
With just days left until Luo Yao’s birthday, he’d start with a smaller surprise first.
By the time Lin Ran finished her work, it was already afternoon. Instead of returning to the estate, she headed straight to Luo Corporation.
Though Luo Corporation was officially closed for the day, quite a few staff members were still on duty.
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.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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.
