Luo Yao glanced at Lin Ran and said, "Ran, there's no need to panic about what happened. We don’t have to worry or explain ourselves. The first thing we should consider is why such a report was made in the first place."
"Isn’t it obvious? It must be someone from within the Chinese Academy of Sciences playing dirty. I suspect it’s Chen Buhui, using self-sabotage to drag you down. She’s muddying the waters—once the mud sticks, even if it’s not true, people will believe it."
"You’re right, Ran. Chen Buhui is suspicious, but is she really the mastermind behind this?"
"Are you saying there’s another villain targeting us?"
Luo Yao paused for a moment. "In their eyes, I might be the villain."
"You’re not a villain. The world just doesn’t understand you. And even if you were the world’s villain, you’d still be my heroine."
Uncle Fu, standing nearby, thought to himself, "Good grief, when it comes to sweet talk, you’re unbeatable, Young Master Lin."
"'The world’s villain, Ran’s heroine'?" Luo Yao repeated Lin Ran’s words, her eyes suddenly curving into a smile.
Lin Ran was mesmerized.
He had seen Luo Yao smile before, but never one so radiant and enchanting.
It felt as if the entire world was melting.
Winter had turned to spring.
"Yao, you’re so beautiful."
"You’re right, Ran. And you’re my hero."
Luo Yao stretched lazily before clinging to Lin Ran like a koala.
"Don’t worry, Ran. Even if Chen Buhui has official backing, we have the strength to fight. And if we fail, we can still live comfortably with our cold, hard trillion-dollar fortune. The only downside is that you’d have to suffer, spending just a few million a day."
Lin Ran sighed dramatically. "What a miserable life. But honestly, once money reaches a certain point, it’s just numbers. Yao, you know our wealth is so vast that even if we tried our hardest to spend it, we’d never run out."
Lin Ran imagined it—even if he were bound to a "spendthrift system," forcing him to blow millions daily without retaining any assets, it would still be an impossible challenge.
Maybe even Luo Yao couldn’t pull it off.
"So, you’re satisfied with all my years of hard work?"
"Whether you work hard or not, I’m satisfied because you’re my love. Even if you were useless, I’d still adore you the most."
Lin Ran wasn’t lying. He truly meant it.
Even if Luo Yao were ordinary, Lin Ran was confident he could turn things around and provide for her.
The reason he didn’t strive for more wasn’t laziness—it was simply unnecessary.
Luo Yao’s wealth was more than enough.
Others who were reborn might use their foresight to buy and earn relentlessly, but Lin Ran didn’t need to.
His golden finger was Luo Yao herself.
Even if Lin Ran emptied the World Cup prize pool, bought up all the future blue-chip stocks, or cleared out the lottery jackpot—well, he couldn’t remember those numbers anyway.
No matter how hard he tried to make money, he’d never surpass Luo Yao’s fortune. So why bother?
Loving Luo Yao wholeheartedly, offering her warmth and emotional support—wasn’t that his true purpose?
Luo Yao turned to Uncle Fu. "You may leave. Ran and I have things to discuss."
Lin Ran quickly added, "Don’t forget the Qi-Replenishing Soup."
"Understood."
The young mistress and Young Master Lin were back to their loving ways, and Luo Yao seemed even happier lately, smiling more often—especially that last one, which was downright angelic.
As for Hu Shuo’s report, Luo Yao ignored it entirely, letting the situation escalate.
Let the bullet fly a little longer. Only then could her people negotiate better terms.
She hadn’t forgotten how Chen Buhui had once called Lin Ran an "ungrateful wretch."
Soon, it was time to return to work.
As the world’s top conglomerate, Luo Corporation operated year-round, with headquarters staff working in shifts. Even during the holidays, Luo Yao had to handle some business remotely.
But now, the new year was in full swing.
Early in the morning, Luo Yao gazed at Lin Ran reluctantly.
"Ran, I’m heading to the office. Be good while I’m gone, okay? Rest well, and no flirting with other women."
Lin Ran spread his hands helplessly. "Look at me. How could I possibly flirt in this state?"
"So you’re saying once you recover, you’ll go after other women?"
Lin Ran flashed a doting smile. "You’re the only woman in my eyes."
Satisfied, Luo Yao finally left. It was the first day back at Luo Corporation, and as CEO, some matters required her presence.
But before she even reached the office, her heart had already returned to the estate. She wanted to see Lin Ran every second of the day.
Maybe it really was time to consider retirement. She wanted to spend the rest of her life by his side.
For the next few chapters, our focus shifts to Luo Yao.
At the entrance of Luo Corporation, Luo Yao stepped out of the car, and the driver headed to the parking lot. She walked into the lobby.
The moment she entered, it was as if someone had hit mute—not a single sound came from the employees on the first floor.
They all knew about the real-name report against Luo Corporation and feared becoming targets of her wrath.
Luo Yao took the elevator to the 88th floor, where she was greeted by Liu Meng the moment she stepped out.
"President Luo."
Liu Meng had just returned yesterday after working through the entire holiday.
"Come to my office."
Inside, Liu Meng briefed her on the situation in Magic City.
The work there had now been handed over to Qi Chengwei.
"...Her skills are impressive, and I’ve observed no issues. As long as Samsung doesn’t cause problems, she can handle the rest."
"Good work. You’ve done well."
Liu Meng was stunned.
Luo Yao had actually praised her?
“President Luo, what if the authorities reclaim the Science and Technology City project? What do we do then?”
Luo Yao raised an eyebrow. "You’re too fixated on this project. Does Luo Corporation really need it?"
Liu Meng fell silent. In her mind, they did. The Science and Technology City wasn’t just any project—it was a cornerstone that could solidify Luo Corporation’s position as the world’s top financial empire.
They had invested so much effort. If it failed, everything would be wasted.
But if President Luo said they didn’t need it, then they didn’t.
“Should we address the real-name report? Maybe have Xu Kai return to the capital to handle the legal battle?”
Without hesitation, Luo Yao replied, "No need. Don’t intervene in the online public opinion either. Let the news spread."
Liu Meng pondered her words, and gradually, her eyes lit up with understanding.
"I see now. This gives us leverage for negotiations."
Luo Yao rarely showed appreciation, but this time, she gave Liu Meng a look of approval.
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!
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.
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?"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
