Lin Ran was indeed seriously injured now.
The impact from Xiao Hei's statue had damaged his internal organs, and coupled with the injury to his sternum, he would likely need to recuperate at the estate for a whole month.
Meanwhile, Xiao Hei was hiding in the estate's bushes, trembling uncontrollably.
"Luo Yao is too ruthless, meow meow meow... I don’t want to know her, meow meow meow... How do I reject Lin Ran’s proposal, meow meow meow... I’ve already guarded their love, meow meow meow... Why is she still chasing me down to kill me, meow meow meow..."
The next morning, Luo Yao was helping Lin Ran eat.
In the past, it was Lin Ran feeding the little demon, but now, the little demon was feeding her husband.
Just then, something unexpected happened—Uncle Fu walked into the bedroom holding Granny Wang’s hand.
"Young Miss, is Young Master Lin feeling better?"
Lin Ran’s gaze lingered on their intertwined hands, feeling like he’d been force-fed a mouthful of dog food.
Granny Wang tried to pull her hand away, but Uncle Fu held on too tightly.
Uncle Fu felt a pang of sorrow as he noticed the roughness of her hands—proof of the hardships she had endured over the years.
Lin Ran smiled faintly. "Uncle Fu, is there something you wanted to say?"
Luo Yao had already noticed their hands but remained expressionless, saying nothing.
"Young Master Lin, the moment you woke up, I proposed to her."
Lin Ran was puzzled. "What does me waking up have to do with your proposal?"
Uncle Fu looked awkward. "If you hadn’t woken up, I’d have had to pretend to be grieving. If I dared propose then, I was afraid Young Miss would straight-up murder me."
Lin Ran was speechless, realizing Uncle Fu had a bit of a dramatic streak.
Luo Yao’s sharp gaze swept over. "Pretend to grieve? So you weren’t actually sad for A’Ran?"
Uncle Fu broke into a cold sweat instantly. "No, no! This old servant misspoke. I was truly heartbroken."
Lin Ran wanted to laugh but held back, knowing he could tease Uncle Fu freely—but not Granny Wang.
At the thought of her, he fell silent for a moment.
Suddenly, he understood something.
Granny Wang had gone out of her way to be kind to him—sneaking him food at night, gifting him the only set of clothes he had when he went to university.
Those clothes hadn’t been cheap.
Back then, Lin Ran had assumed she pitied him. But now, he realized—
Granny Wang had incredible restraint. All these years, she’d never mentioned how he’d saved her grandson, only silently repaid his kindness from the shadows.
Had Wang Anjian never told her? Or was Granny Wang just that tight-lipped?
"Granny Wang... How has Anjian been these years?"
Granny Wang knew exactly what he meant and lowered her head. "He’s been well. He just misses you terribly. He keeps saying he can only reunite with you once some ‘seal’ is lifted. Young Master Lin, all these years, I’ve wanted to thank you properly—for saving my only family that day."
Uncle Fu listened in confusion, utterly lost.
Lin Ran finally understood—whoever said Granny Wang couldn’t keep a secret was wrong. She was airtight.
She never spoke of it, but she remembered his kindness and repaid it quietly.
Lin Ran recalled how, every time Lin Tianba beat him, it was Granny Wang who secretly brought him medicine. Without her, he would have believed the Lin Family had never shown him a shred of warmth.
It was Granny Wang who made him feel cared for. She wasn’t blood-related, but at this point, it hardly mattered.
"No need for thanks. Anjian already thanked me back then. It’s a pity I couldn’t... Well, never mind. Maybe everything happened for the best."
"Yes, everything happens for a reason. Anjian’s surgery was successful, and that’s enough for me." Granny Wang glanced at Uncle Fu beside her as she spoke.
Uncle Fu was still baffled. "What are you two talking about? What are you hiding from me?"
At that moment, Luo Yao, who had been diligently feeding Lin Ran, finally looked up.
"A’Ran, was the child you saved back then Wang Anjian?"
It wasn’t surprising Luo Yao knew. She had been secretly following Lin Ran back then, and he had briefly mentioned a child injured in a car accident over the phone. But she hadn’t cared enough to ask about the child’s fate.
Later, when Lin Ran "lost his memory" and began rejecting her, Luo Yao started systematically monitoring him.
Lin Ran nodded. "That was the first day I met Anjian. I never expected to save him by sheer coincidence. Oh, and the words on the back of that photo I gave you—Anjian wrote them, but they were what I wanted to say to you too."
Luo Yao glanced at Granny Wang, then at Uncle Fu, as if witnessing something called "fate" unfold before her.
And besides A’Ran, there were still kind people in this world.
People like Granny Wang—or a child who had blessed her and A’Ran’s love.
Luo Yao stood and walked over to Uncle Fu, studying him deeply.
"All these years... you’ve worked hard."
Hearing this, Uncle Fu burst into tears. "Not at all! It’s my duty—"
Luo Yao cut him off. "I wasn’t talking to you. I meant Granny Wang."
Uncle Fu: "..."
Later, after Granny Wang explained everything, Uncle Fu fell silent.
He bowed deeply to Lin Ran. "Young Master Lin, thank you. If not for you, Dahua might not have lived to see this day."
Lin Ran was flustered and tried to stop him, but his injuries made movement difficult. "Uncle Fu, don’t—this is too much! I’m getting nervous, afraid you’ll pull out a Gatling gun next."
"Sure, I tease you a lot, but I still respect you as an elder. This kind of gesture is unnecessary. If it were Lin Tianba kowtowing on the ground, I’d watch with a smile—but not you."
Uncle Fu was deeply moved. Both the Young Miss and Young Master Lin recognized his worth—not just his work, but him as a person.
And he could tell Lin Ran genuinely respected him as an elder.
"Then I won’t stand on ceremony. From now on, if you need anything, just say the word. If I refuse, I’ll... I’ll... I’ll never retire!"
For someone like Uncle Fu, swearing on his dream retirement was a serious threat.
Luo Yao fed Lin Ran the last bite of food, and Granny Wang gathered the dishes to leave, with Uncle Fu following.
The moment they stepped out, Granny Wang glared at him.
"Young Miss and Young Master Lin were both watching! Aren’t you ashamed, acting like that at your age?" She was referring to the hand-holding.
Uncle Fu immediately channeled Lin Ran—how would he respond?
"Dahua, we’ve already wasted so many years. I don’t want to miss another chance to love you."
Granny Wang: "..." "So gross." (But deeply moved.)
Uncle Fu: "..." Why does it sound romantic when Lin Ran says it, but creepy when I do?
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with 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.
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.
