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!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!