Lin Ran was also a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected Luo Yao to answer so smoothly—compared to her, he seemed far more reserved.
Liu Yishou: "Heh… hehe, yes, of course it counts. Thank you, President Luo, for your answer. Now, let’s move on to the next question."
She was genuinely grateful to Luo Yao—grateful for her mercy in not obliterating her on the spot.
Since this was a special two-day program, each segment was stretched out a little longer than usual.
There was no helping it. The director didn’t dare push them around like other guests, so they had to cut unnecessary parts and add more interactive segments instead.
Next question: Is Luo Yao the type of domineering CEO with strong possessive tendencies? I really want to know.
Luo Yao: "My possessiveness is reserved solely for Ah Ran."
Question: Do you two bosses need a talking pet?
Luo Yao: "I am Ah Ran’s pet."
Question: Is Lin Ran more of a sweet puppy or a fierce wolf at home?
Luo Yao: "Your question makes you sound like you want to be a dead dog."
Question: How can I improve my status at home?
Lin Ran: "Someone who loves you wouldn’t care about status—except in bed."
Question: My girlfriend’s birthday is coming up. What gift can I give her to symbolize my undying love?
Lin Ran: "A coffin."
[Red Tomato Paste]: Seriously, what kind of people are submitting these questions? The show’s team actually dares to ask them, and the guests actually dare to answer! I’m convinced this episode isn’t scripted.
[Classmate Flex Party]: Why do these answers feel so off? What did Luo Yao just say she was?
[Hairless and Lawless]: Twenty-plus years single, suddenly feeling the urge to get married. Online matchmaking request—gender no bar.
As the interactions grew livelier, the director was stunned by the live stream’s skyrocketing numbers.
The broadcast had just started, yet the viewer count had already hit a staggering eight million—and was still climbing.
Lin Ran and Luo Yao didn’t react angrily to the netizens’ questions. Instead, they exuded a unique charm that captivated the audience.
But the director couldn’t let the chat run wild any longer—the questions were getting increasingly inappropriate. They had to maintain some decorum.
If the stream got banned for even five minutes, he’d have nowhere to cry.
Through the earpiece, the director gave the order: "One last question, then we move to the next segment."
The staff member with clear, innocent eyes: ??? Last one already?
Liu Yishou also sighed in relief. Some of these questions were almost unbearable. Why was it that when other CEO couples were interviewed, the topics were about education, business, or children—but with Lin Ran and Luo Yao, everything took a risqué turn?
Weird.
"Alright, one final question: When do you two plan to have a child?"
At this, Lin Ran and Luo Yao finally fell silent for a moment.
Children had always been a complicated topic for them. Initially, Lin Ran had been indifferent, then he didn’t want any, but now he was reconsidering.
After all, he and Luo Yao would grow old someday. They’d need someone to care for them in their later years, right? And it’d be a shame if their vast fortune had no heir to squander it.
Luo Yao, on the other hand, had started off not wanting kids, then became indifferent, and now was open to the idea.
Her reasoning differed from Lin Ran’s. She didn’t want a child to steal his affection, yet she also wanted something tangible to symbolize their love.
What could that be? Naturally, a child.
Maybe they could have one and leave it to the butler to raise while she and Lin Ran continued as they were. As for timing—
Uncle Fu, watching from the sidelines, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. A bad premonition struck him.
Luo Yao: "Let nature take its course. It might happen soon."
Lin Ran: ??? "Uh… don’t worry, we’ll let everyone know when to queue up."
[Brother-in-Law Open the Door It’s Me]: Lin Ran gets me. Can you give us a specific timeline? I need to reserve my spot on the rooftop.
[Lin Mama Falls from the Sky]: I made a group called "Luo Goddess & Lin’s Children Queue Squad." DM me to join.
[Dead Duck Still Quacking]: You people lining up to be their kids? Have you no shame? Send me the group link—I just want to see what’s going on.
Liu Yishou exhaled in relief. This segment had finally concluded smoothly.
"Alright, now please proceed to the ‘Heart’s Ease Cottage’ we’ve prepared for you! ‘Heart’s Ease’ means setting aside all worries to enjoy two days and one night of rural living. So, we’ll need to collect your phones. Of course, if anything urgent comes up, you can still contact the outside world."
Confiscate their phones? That wasn’t mentioned before.
Lin Ran wasn’t a phone addict, but what modern young person could live without one? Especially a tycoon like Luo Yao, where a single call could involve billion-dollar deals. How dare the program team do this?
Before Lin Ran could protest, he saw Luo Yao hand over her phone without hesitation. He froze.
Well, maybe he was overthinking it.
So, Lin Ran surrendered his phone too, barely suppressing a smirk as he waved at the camera. "My degenerate friends, see this? Phones are gone. For the next two days, assume I’m dead."
He wasn’t addressing his actual friends but the people at Luo Corporation—or, to be blunt, Liu Meng.
He didn’t have much business to handle, but Luo Yao took several calls from Liu Meng daily. Lin Ran had never complained, but it always felt like an intrusion.
Now, he could focus on his wife—completely undisturbed. Heh.
[Between Madness and Insanity, Choosing Madness]: Wait, since when was Lin Ran this funny? His smirk is barely contained. It must be rare for them to have two full days together without outside interruptions.
[Aunt Jing Seeks Essence]: Newbie alert. You clearly weren’t a Lin Ran fan before. Early fans already knew this side of him.
As Luo Yao stood up, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and swayed slightly.
Lin Ran noticed instantly, wrapping an arm around her waist. "What’s wrong?"
"Probably just lightheaded from sitting too long. I’m fine."
But Lin Ran wasn’t having it. He wouldn’t tolerate even the slightest risk to Luo Yao.
Without hesitation, he swept her up in a princess carry, cradling her against his chest.
A faint smile curled her lips as she looped her arms around his neck, her gaze never leaving his face—as if looking away would stop her breath.
[Tu Shuyang]: AHHHHH, just kill me to set the mood! SOMEONE GIF THIS NOW!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!