The entire internet watched as Lin Ran and Luo Yao fed each other breakfast bite by bite—some found it unbearably sweet, others achingly jealous.
【Wu Jing Steps on Leek】: "Holy crap, who the hell feeds each other breakfast like this? I swear it's scripted. They're just baiting losers like me, and I admit I’m trash—I love it. How can eating breakfast be this hot? Unreal."
【Sacrificing Chicken for Others】: "What kind of status do they even have to need a script? They could buy the whole production team by accident."
【Burning with Desire】: "Pant pant pant! I want a boyfriend like this so bad. If they weren’t filthy-rich chaebols, I’d think this was all fake."
Fake?
Of course not. What kind of capital would it take to make them perform for netizens?
They’re just using the show to relax and have fun. It’s not like their lives follow any plan anyway.
The assistant director quietly leaned over to the director’s ear. "Director, didn’t you say if we ever got them on the show again, you’d wash your feet upside down? I’m waiting."
The director shot him a knife-like glare. "Do you still want this job or not?"
Assistant director: "Wahhh, bullying me like this..."
After breakfast, the host, Liu Yishou, began following the script.
"Nice to see you both again. This is our annual special episode—no need to be nervous. We’ll just take it easy these two days, play some games, chat, and document your daily life as a couple."
Lin Ran: "Do we look nervous to you? If anything, you staring at us like this is weirder."
Liu Yishou’s inner thoughts: Of course it’s weird! You two just ate your own cooking—why aren’t you collapsing yet?
But she didn’t dare say that out loud. Instead, she moved on with the script.
"I was just curious—your relationship seems even better now. Let’s start with a quick self-introduction."
Lin Ran tilted his head at the camera and waved. "If you know us, type ‘1.’ If you don’t know me, type ‘3.141592653…’"
Instantly, the screen flooded with 【1】s. Lin Ran shrugged. "See? No introduction needed. Everyone knows us."
Liu Yishou: "..."
"You’re right. After all, Mr. Lin and President Luo’s story is practically legend now. Let’s follow the usual format—we’ll pull questions from the live chat, then head out for our two-day itinerary."
Lin Ran nodded.
"Alright, first question—from a netizen in Jiangnan: ‘Lin Ran, when was the last time you two kissed?’"
Liu Yishou thought, Damn, the chat’s going all out. Wonder if the guests will actually answer.
"Right before coming downstairs," Lin Ran replied without hesitation.
"Oh?" Liu Yishou’s eyes gleamed with unspoken implications.
First thing in the morning—not only carrying his wife downstairs for breakfast but also sneaking a kiss before that? This sugary sweetness was about to drown every CP fan in tears.
Including Liu Yishou. She was now a full-fledged member of the "Luo Goddess x Lin Ran" fanclub.
"Next question—this one’s from a netizen in Beijing, also for Lin Ran: ‘I hid some private savings, but my wife found out. The hospital WiFi’s great—how do I save myself?’"
A question every man dreads. Lin Ran glanced at Luo Yao with a smile and answered smoothly.
"Easy. Next time, hide it where your wife can’t find it."
Luo Yao side-eyed him. "Do you hide private savings, Ah-Ran?"
Lin Ran froze, then immediately raised his hand in oath. "Absolutely not. I haven’t even spent the 10 billion you gave me as allowance. Why would I need private savings?"
For several seconds, the entire set—host, staff, even the live chat—went dead silent.
【Always Zhao Zilong】: "How much allowance? I think my ears just went blind. Maybe I hallucinated."
【Geographer Here, This is Male Prostitution】: "It was 10 billion. I heard it clear. Lin Ran, this bastard, not only eats well—he drinks well too. I’m officially broken."
【Laughing at My Own Poverty】: "Hahahaha—wake up from the delusion, everyone—"
No one doubted the authenticity of their exchange. Luo Yao had the wealth, and this was exactly her personality.
People shipped them not just because they were rich, but because they were both hopeless romantics—a CP that promised sweetness with no risk of a tragic ending.
Luo Yao: "Really?"
Lin Ran: "Really. If I’m lying, may my son Lin Tianba drop dead on the spot."
【Fireworks Cost Me Millions】: "LMAO, the century’s worst deadbeat dad makes a surprise cameo to elbow me in the face."
【New Year’s Rebellious Pig】: "Lin Ran, the world’s most filial son, still dragging his dad even now."
Liu Yishou seized the moment to stir the pot. "President Luo, would you be upset if Lin Ran did hide private savings?"
Luo Yao shook her head. "No. If Ah-Ran hid money, it’d mean he’s short. I’d just give him another 10 billion."
Liu Yishou’s smile nearly cracked. She wanted to fight these rich people so badly.
But just as she expected, Weibo’s trending topics exploded.
#LinRan’sAllowanceIs10Billion - EXPLODED
#HusbandHidesMoneyGiveHim10BillionMore - EXPLODED
#LuoGoddessxLinRanMorningRoutine - TRENDING
"Next question—for President Luo..." Liu Yishou paused, staring at the chat in disbelief. This was live, after all.
After a moment, she rephrased it delicately. "How would you describe the… harmony of your marital life?"
As soon as the question left her mouth, Liu Yishou braced for death.
Even the director’s eyes bulged as he hissed at the staff. "Who the hell approved this question? Are you insane?"
The staff member blinked with pure innocence. "But it was randomly selected! We’ve used similar questions in past episodes."
"It’s not the same! Do you even know who our guests are today?"
The innocent gaze persisted. "But we can’t compromise the show’s fairness just because of their status."
"You—ugh, whatever. Gen Z workers these days are getting out of control."
The "innocent" intern lowered his head, hiding a triumphant smirk.
Mostly because he wanted to ask that too.
Back on set, instead of the expected icy tension, Luo Yao’s melodic voice answered smoothly.
"Harmonious? Hmm… does every night count as harmonious?"
Live chat: 【？？？】
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lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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?"
