Now, however, Lin Ran is planning to sell his shares, which means he is preparing to step away.
But Lin Ran is his own son, and those 30% shares were originally his as the father. In the past, he was able to control the entire company precisely because of this.
Shouldn’t this rebellious son, Lin Ran, unconditionally transfer those shares to his father?
"How could this little brat not tell me about such a major decision?"
Xu Kai: "Chairman Lin, I have already clearly informed you of my client’s decision to sell the shares. If you continue to insult my client, I have the right to sue and hold you accountable for your actions."
Lin Tianba was utterly stunned. He knew that Lin Ran was determined to sell the shares.
If the old-timers found out that Lin Ran was selling his shares, they would definitely fight to acquire them, and then he would no longer be the actual controller of the Suran Group.
Why does this rebellious son, Lin Ran, have the right to sell the shares?
Those shares should rightfully be his, his alone.
What’s worse is that Lin Ran holds 30% of the shares—this is no small stake.
If sold, given the Suran Group’s reputation, it’s highly likely they could be sold at a premium. Even conservatively estimated, they could fetch at least 800 million.
He has no ability to buy them back, even if he emptied the entire Lin family’s coffers.
As for expecting Lin Ran to simply gift them to him, that’s clearly impossible under the current circumstances.
What on earth is this rebellious son trying to do?
Does he have to drive his own father to the grave to be happy?
*Pfft!*
Lin Tianba spat out a mouthful of blood.
Liu Yuemei and Lin Jian were startled and hurried to help the collapsed Lin Tianba.
Liu Yuemei: "You heartless lawyer, can you even afford to compensate if you’ve harmed my husband?"
Xu Kai looked at Liu Yuemei seriously and said, "Madam, you must speak with evidence, or I can sue you for defamation. I’m not joking with you."
Liu Yuemei was also stunned. She didn’t know much about the law, but she was aware of Xu Kai’s capabilities.
After all, it was Xu Kai who had helped Lin Ran handle the 300 million matter. Without him, Lin Ran, that good-for-nothing, would never have been able to achieve such a feat.
With trembling hands, she dialed 120, and soon, Lin Tianba was taken away by an ambulance.
Xu Kai reported the situation to Lin Ran, who naturally had another reason to be happy.
He instructed Xu Kai on the next steps and then prepared to attend the evening auction.
With 300 million in his hands, his own money, he could spend it however he wanted, on whomever he wanted.
This feeling was truly exhilarating.
Nighttime.
The Luo Family Old Mansion, located in a mountain valley on the outskirts of Kyoto.
It wasn’t particularly large, but it was built facing south, nestled against the mountains. Several small streams meandered through the mansion, making it a place of excellent feng shui—truly backed by mountains and surrounded by water.
After centuries of weathering, the old mansion had been continuously renovated and still retained its ancient charm to this day.
A graceful figure appeared at the entrance, and the guards did not stop her.
Walking into the courtyard, it was eerily quiet. The figure didn’t linger and continued inward, slightly raising her head. It was none other than Luo Yao, who was supposedly "on a business trip."
After leaving the company that evening, she had come alone to this place, a journey that took over two hours by car to return to where she had once lived.
She didn’t know how long it would take to settle things here tonight, nor did she know if she would go mad from the bloodshed afterward. That’s why she had lied to Lin Ran, saying she was on a business trip.
Passing by one old building after another, she soon arrived at the main house in the backyard.
"Since you’ve returned, why not come in?"
Luo Yao gently pushed the door open and entered, her eyes scanning the old man inside with a mocking gaze.
The old man sat in a wheelchair, looking up at Luo Yao with an indescribable expression in his eyes.
Faced with Luo Yao’s sudden appearance, Old Master Luo didn’t show much panic.
"What? Can’t even call me ‘Grandpa’ anymore?"
Luo Yao walked step by step toward him, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor like a death knell. It was then that Old Master Luo began to feel a chill run down his spine.
He didn’t know why the aura of this crazy girl had suddenly become so terrifying—it was as if it carried the stench of death.
Luo Yao smiled, a smile that was both radiant and eerie.
Then, in a light, cheerful voice, she spoke.
"Old man, even with your legs broken, you still can’t stay quiet. How does it feel to be in a wheelchair?"
The old man frowned, as if to say, "Don’t you know how my legs got broken?"
"Clearing everyone out during the day and having this place locked down, I knew you’d be back. So, what brings you back this time?"
Luo Yao nodded: "Not bad, you’re not completely senile yet. Actually, it’s nothing major. Your granddaughter has returned tonight to borrow two things from you, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to return them!"
Cold sweat trickled down Old Master Luo’s spine: "What do you want to borrow?"
Luo Yao held up one hand, forming a "V" with two fingers, and pointed them at Old Master Luo.
"Your eyes."
"Since you love spying on people so much, I’ll borrow your eyes. That way, you can keep an eye on me all the time."
Her tone was almost playful, but it sent shivers down everyone’s spine.
Old Master Luo looked at her in disbelief.
"You... you unfilial granddaughter."
Luo Yao: "Isn’t this what you wanted from me? Isn’t this what you, the Luo family, shaped me into?"
"Didn’t you say I was the most suitable to be the Luo family’s granddaughter? So why am I unfilial? Look at how well I’ve developed the Luo family!"
"Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. I’ll be very gentle and slow as I pluck out your eyeballs to give to my Ah Ran as glass marbles to play with!"
As she spoke, a cold glint appeared in Luo Yao’s hand.
Old Master Luo was furious: "Is that man so important to you? Important enough to make you harm your own grandfather?"
Luo Yao looked at Old Master Luo’s furious expression and sneered.
"You look like a dog barking helplessly!"
As she spoke, her footsteps didn’t stop.
Anyone who dared to target Ah Ran, no matter who they were, would not be spared.
When she was just a few steps away from Old Master Luo, a side wall suddenly opened, and several people jumped out. The leader was a man with a sinister, delicate appearance.
The man was named Lang Ya, Old Master Luo’s trusted aide.
The last time Luo Yao had broken Old Master Luo’s legs, Lang Ya had been away on a mission and hadn’t been able to stop her.
His feelings toward Luo Yao were complex—a mix of hatred, admiration, fear, and resentment.
Of course, there was also a strong desire.
He wanted Luo Yao to become his woman. Possessing a woman like Luo Yao would be the ultimate achievement.
The way he looked at Luo Yao was full of aggression, devoid of love, purely driven by possessiveness.
Especially in recent years, this desire had consumed his thoughts constantly. He was going mad, wanting to lock Luo Yao away and ravage her, even devour her.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.
