#Luo Yao's Bold Declaration# Lin Ran is the World#
#The Divine Chaebol Wife: If My Husband Exists, the World Exists#
#Luo Yao, the Ultimate Husband-Doting Queen, Drops a Bombshell#
No one expected Luo Corporation to handle the scandal this way—suppressing the controversy with sheer audacity instead of PR.
All of this was witnessed by Lin Ran from their villa.
To say he wasn’t moved would be a lie. The old Lin Ran might have struggled with communication, but the current Lin Ran loves expressing himself—especially his love for Luo Yao, making sure she knows exactly how he feels.
If you don’t speak your heart, who’ll understand?
Expecting someone to read your mind? That’s just a recipe for misunderstandings, fights, cold shoulders, and finally, the classic "You just don’t get me!" before storming out.
And if you don’t chase after them at that point? Congratulations, you’ve earned a permanent spot on the Wall of Shame.
"I’m leaving! Why aren’t you stopping me? You don’t love me at all!"
Lin Ran picked up his phone and sent a message: [Wife, love you.]
Luo Yao, reading the text, was stunned. Where did this sudden sweetness come from? She replied:
[Wife: ???]
[Husband: I saw the hot search. What you said is exactly what I wanted to say too.]
Luo Yao immediately checked the trending topics and found herself dominating the trending list.
She rubbed her chin, amused. "Since when did these people develop such good taste?"
Back in the chat with Lin Ran, she typed: [That’s right, it’s your favorite wife saying it! Love youuu (heart) (heart) (heart).]
Putting her phone down, Luo Yao smirked. If her employees saw her like this, they’d probably faint from shock.
But sometimes, coincidences strike without warning.
Liu Meng knocked on the door—once, twice, thrice… Why wasn’t Luo Yao letting her in?
The door was slightly ajar, and she peeked inside to see Luo Yao sitting perfectly still at her desk.
Oh no. Had something happened to the CEO?
Panicked, Liu Meng pushed the door open—only to freeze.
Luo Yao was staring at her phone with a dreamy, enchanting smile.
Liu Meng quietly began backing away, step by step…
"Speak if you have something to say." Luo Yao’s voice cut through her retreat.
Liu Meng flushed with embarrassment—and a hint of fear.
She’d just witnessed Luo Yao’s unguarded side. Was she about to be silenced?
In a cautious voice, she reported, "President Luo, someone bought the trending topic. The public is criticizing us heavily now."
Luo Yao remained unfazed. "Public opinion? I don’t care. It can’t touch me, and the corporation is untouchable. At our scale, we don’t serve the public—they need us. If I announced Luo Corporation’s shutdown today, they’d be the ones crying. We don’t attack ordinary people, but we don’t fear them either."
Liu Meng knew she wasn’t wrong.
Luo Corporation’s empire spanned industries even she couldn’t fully track—thousands of subsidiaries, each a powerhouse, with countless branches in livelihood, tech, healthcare, and more.
To put it bluntly: if Luo Corporation stalled, dozens of industries would collapse. No exaggeration.
(A quick reality check: this isn’t hyperbole. Real-life conglomerates make this look tame. Thousands of subsidiaries? That’s modest.)
"Shouldn’t we control the narrative? President Luo, have you seen what they’re saying about you and Young Master Lin?"
"Unnecessary. You’re dismissed."
"Yes."
After Liu Meng left, Luo Yao reopened her phone and scrolled through comments.
[YouDon’tWantIt]: IDC, IDC, IDC! "LuoDivine x Lin" is the sweetest couple ever! Even if they were villains, I’d stan. Fight me!
[TwoDragonsTrolling]: Isn’t Luo Yao misusing public resources to flaunt her love? Think of the children!
[ThreeSunsRising]: If your kid’s corrupt, that’s a you-problem. I ship "LuoDivine x Lin"—they’re couple goals.
[FourDoorNeighbor]: Y’all forgetting Luo Yao colluded with Chen Buhui to rig bids? That’s the real issue! Boycott Luo Corp!
[FiveTigersHowling]: I forgot. I won’t boycott. I can’t anyway. Fine, I admit it—I’m a "LuoDivine x Lin" shipper too.
Luo Yao's declaration for Lin Ran is god-tier. If Lin Ran doesn't love her for eternity, even dogs would protest.
Luo Yao smirked. Some netizens were oddly endearing.
(Others, though? Vile.)
She locked her phone—then unlocked it ten seconds later.
[EightSidesHating]: Why are you all so pressed? Let them love! Oh wait, you’re just jealous. It’s like when Pretty Sheep married Pleasant Goat, and Fit Goat raged. But us Lazy Goat fans? We feast on sugar. Stay mad.
[TenPerfectJunior]: Seriously, it’s all rumors without investigations. Why the fuss?
This time, Luo Yao truly put her phone away. Maybe netizens weren’t as dumb as she’d assumed. Her past impressions had been too harsh.
Lunch arrived via assistant, but Luo Yao barely touched it.
No appetite.
Staring at the lavish meal, she mused, "Aran’s been stuck on bland food lately. He keeps complaining…"
She dialed a number.
"Dean Yi, when can Aran eat proper food again?"
Yi Buhao nearly dropped his phone. Of all reasons for Luo Yao to call—this?
Then again, for Luo Yao, it tracked. Her love for Lin Ran was legendary.
(He’d admit it: he low-key shipped them too.)
"Well… nothing too greasy. Young Master Lin’s still recovering. Small portions, mostly light and nutritious—"
Luo Yao hung up and forwarded Yi’s guidelines to Uncle Fu.
[Make Aran’s lunch per this menu.]
At the villa, Lin Ran’s meal had just arrived when a servant whisked it away. He blinked.
"Young Master, wait a moment. Madam arranged a different lunch."
"Yao Yao’s orders? Then I’ll wait."
An hour later, Lin Ran eyed the new dishes with reverence.
"Only my wife gets me. Haven’t had real food in days."
He took two bites—then paused, his appetite vanishing.
If he wasn’t with Luo Yao, that girl was definitely skipping meals again.
Unfortunately, due to his injured condition, he couldn't stay by Luo Yao's side.
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
