Chapter 0388

"Young Master Lin, I'm willing to return to the capital with you."

Hearing Abu's response, Luo Yao spoke calmly, "I'll send someone else over."

Just then, Lin Ran's phone rang. Pulling it out, he saw a WeChat message from Wu Zhishang:

[Bro Lin, your work is amazing, but netizens are going wild over it.]

Puzzled, Lin Ran opened his Douyin backend and scrolled to the proposal video he had posted.

As he skimmed through the comments, Luo Yao leaned in to look as well.

"You're interested in this too?"

"If Ah Ran likes it, then I want to see it too."

Soon, they noticed hundreds of thousands of comments flooding the section.

【ThreeYinVsLuBu】: Wait, I don’t get it—didn’t they already get their marriage certificate? Why the proposal now?

【NoPlayboyNoFee】: I know this! In China, some people hold weddings before registering, some after. But whether before or after, we Chinese consider the wedding day as the real milestone.

【MyMoralCodeIsOff】: The backdrop is so romantic, the couple is gorgeous, and the setup must’ve cost a fortune. Is this true love?

【He’sJustAKid】: Lin Ran’s flaunting his happiness here, but has he considered what his father and family are going through right now? And isn’t this just a waste of resources?

【RightHandGirlfriend】: WTF? Who let this troll in? Did he waste YOUR money? If you’re so virtuous, go help the Lin family yourself.

Lin Ran frowned. The comment from 【He’sJustAKid】 had surprisingly high likes—was this meant to provoke him?

He typed a reply directly under it:

【How about crowdfunding a plane ticket for your intellectual disability? Head to Paris, find your spot at Notre-Dame, and never leave home again.】

Netizens erupted at the response.

【ThanksForTheTips】: LOL, the author just roasted him.

【PowerOfLove】: OMG, caught Lin Ran in the wild! Luck’s on my side—Young Master Lin, any chance I could get a yandere too?

【WhereAreTheUpdates】: Careful, dude, or you’ll get a lawyer’s letter.

Lin Ran chuckled and closed his phone.

Unlike most young people, he rarely used his phone.

At most, he’d spend ten minutes daily scrolling for juicy gossip—nothing interesting? He’d move on.

Even the algorithm knew his preferences, feeding him trending topics the moment he opened the app.

"These netizens are kinda cute," Lin Ran mused.

Luo Yao shot him a piercing glance.

"No matter how cute they are, can they compare to your Yao Yao?"

Lin Ran instantly braced himself—the interrogation had begun.

"Never. Not a chance. Even if all seven billion people combined, they wouldn’t hold a candle to you."

Luo Yao paused. "Ah Ran, that’s pushing it."

"Not at all. To me, they’re cute, but you’re my love. Don’t you believe me?"

No one resists sweet talk—not even Luo Yao.

Hearing such "heartwarming" (nauseating) words, even a yandere would melt.

"I believe you."

Up front, Abu remained unfazed. As a top-tier bodyguard, his emotional resilience was unshakable.

Two days flew by, marking the end of their Tibet trip.

By the time Lin Ran returned to the capital, it was already mid-month.

During this time, another incident occurred—minor to Luo Yao’s circle, but significant in impact.

Park Gukgi, the heir to Samsung, had gone missing in China. Many linked it to Luo Yao, given Samsung’s rivalry with her.

After all, the alliance’s three major families had either been absorbed or destroyed—why would Samsung escape unscathed?

They weren’t wrong. Luo Yao was indeed involved, albeit indirectly.

"Yao Yao, I still don’t get why you leaked Park Gukgi’s whereabouts and even provided manpower to help."

The "her" Lin Ran referred to was Qian Yinshang.

During Park Gukgi’s abduction, Luo Yao hadn’t participated directly but had supplied two critical pieces of intel:

First, she’d revealed the car’s movements, hoping Qian Yinshang would capture Park Bo-gi instead.

Second, she’d subtly hinted at Shanghai’s underground networks—without which Qian Yinshang’s flimsy local connections would’ve failed.

Now, Qian Yinshang and her son were back in South Korea, locked in a power struggle with Park Bo-gi.

As for Park Gukgi? Vanished without a trace.

"Technically, this has nothing to do with me. I just shared some info—the actual crime was theirs. I’m not even guilty of instigation."

Luo Yao couldn’t care less. Even if traced back to her, her status and influence made such concerns trivial.

"As for why I helped? Simple—to topple Samsung."

Her calculations were spot-on. South Korea wasn’t just seeing a spike in suicides; its economy was destabilizing, and Samsung’s major U.S. shareholders were preparing to oust Park Bo-gi.

"Their crown prince is missing, their China ventures collapsed, and with our earlier stock market attacks, Samsung’s hanging by a thread."

"Still, it’s not enough. Had Qian Yinshang taken Park Bo-gi instead, Samsung would’ve fallen harder."

Lin Ran gained newfound respect for Luo Yao’s ruthlessness.

Better not cross my wife—she’s terrifying.

"But Samsung’s still standing."

"It’ll crumble soon."

Lin Ran: ???

"How?"

Luo Yao’s voice turned icy.

"Ah Ran, why focus on that? Why not care about me?"

Defeated, Lin Ran instantly switched to doting-husband mode.

"Darling, you know you’re my top priority."

"Prove it."

Lin Ran feigned innocence.

"I just proposed to you—the whole country knows. Forgot already?"

Luo Yao would never forget, but she wasn’t letting him off that easily.

"That was days ago. How are you caring for me now?"

Lin Ran knew he had to conjure an answer.

Turns out, even yanderes could sulk and throw tantrums.

Deep down, they’re just like other girls—craving emotional validation from their men.

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