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!

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?

ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!