【If Only I Were Braver】: I have a question—why does Luo Yao seem like such a delicate little thing now? Wasn’t she supposed to be a domineering CEO? The way she looks at Lin Ran, it’s like her gaze could melt steel. Are these two really childhood sweethearts? After all these years, they’re still this in love?
【The Snow Demoness of Wailing】: Just wait until Luo Yao glares at you—then you’ll understand what a domineering CEO really is. Though by then, you might be on the ground begging her not to kill you. But I heard from netizens that Lin Ran was hospitalized recently because of an illness. Is he really okay like this?
【White Ratfish Lover Sikong Du】: I don’t care, I live for this. Lin Ran, you’re my god. Give me more sugar—I’ve got my insulin ready, syringe in hand.
【Bookworm Little Xixi OvO】: Psst, just letting you know—everyone at Luo Corporation who’s working overtime this weekend is secretly watching our CEO and her hubby’s livestream.
【Tong Kun】: Working overtime while slacking off? You guys are something else.
【Yu Ye Xiao】: Oh, like those of us not working overtime aren’t watching?
Lin Ran carried Luo Yao into the car before getting in himself from the other side.
"Feeling better? If you’re not up for it, we can skip the recording."
Luo Yao shook her head. "I’m fine now. Don’t worry, Ah-Ran. Have you forgotten how strong my constitution is?"
Lin Ran could never forget—after all, the unhinged version of Luo Yao made an appearance every night.
"Then we’re setting off. If you feel unwell, tell me immediately."
Luo Yao’s voice softened to an almost unbearable sweetness. "Understood. I’ll be fine."
Only then did the director let out a sigh of relief.
When Lin Ran asked Luo Yao if she still wanted to record, his heart had nearly leapt out of his throat.
If Luo Yao had refused, there would’ve been nothing he could do.
He’d even started brainstorming backup plans.
The top three couples from the audience vote were invited to a special livestream recording—Lin Ran and Luo Yao ranked first, so they were the first to be invited.
Had Luo Yao backed out, he’d have had to call one of the lower-ranked couples as replacements.
As the car started, their two-day-one-night countryside getaway began.
Cameras were everywhere—the show’s crew made sure of that.
"Yao-Yao, I’m kind of looking forward to our rural life now."
"Mhm. We’ll try it out. If we like it, we can build a countryside-style house on the estate. If not, we’ll just go home and drop the recording."
The host in the front seat broke into a cold sweat on behalf of the entire production team.
About half an hour later, they arrived.
Coincidentally, the location the crew picked wasn’t far from the estate. The city was too chaotic, making it hard to find a peaceful, idyllic spot—but near the estate, such a place existed.
And this place had its own story.
Legend had it that a young man from the north fell in love with a city girl, and the two often met here for dates.
The girl dreamed of a simple countryside life, and the boy promised to build her the most beautiful little house here someday. Slowly, they pledged their love in secret.
But when the girl’s family found out, they took her away. The boy could only watch helplessly as she left, vowing to make something of himself so he’d be worthy of her.
Eventually, he succeeded—but by then, the girl had already taken her own life under her family’s pressure to marry someone else.
Heartbroken, the boy built the house he’d promised her—a testament to their love.
For years, the place remained closed to the public. Only after the boy passed away, donating all his wealth to official institutions, was it reopened.
The host, Liu Yishou, narrated the story from the passenger seat.
"They say his only request was that this place be opened to the public. His last words before dying were, ‘Don’t let love become regret.’"
By the time Liu Yishou finished his dramatic retelling, the livestream audience was nearly in tears. But when he turned around—
The couple was asleep.
Well, Lin Ran was actually asleep. Luo Yao, nestled against him, was only pretending.
Her eyes stayed closed, but the words she murmured were icy.
"Ah-Ran is sleeping. No one disturbs him. Or they’ll get hurt."
Liu Yishou: ???
Livestream: ???
【Eat Baskets for Love】: For a second there, I was sweating bullets for Liu Yishou. If Lin Ran had woken up because of him, things would’ve gotten ugly.
【A Little Too Obsessed】: My bad—I used to think Luo Yao was just Lin Ran’s sweet little wife. Now I see she’s a yandere CEO wrapped in a doting spouse’s disguise.
【What the Hell】: That tone? Luo Yao’s beauty is otherworldly, but I still felt murder in her voice. Almost got taken out through the screen—can’t imagine the tension on-site.
Luckily, the "eerie" atmosphere didn’t last long. Lin Ran woke up a few minutes later.
"Yao-Yao, I fell asleep?" Lin Ran rubbed his eyes, embarrassed. Falling asleep on a trip with his wife?
Then again, last night had been… long, and he’d gotten up early to make Luo Yao breakfast. No wonder he dozed off.
"The crew could’ve at least woken me up when we arrived."
Liu Yishou/Director/Assistant Director: Were we allowed to?!
【Author Has a Favor to Ask】: LOL, I can picture the crew’s despair. Turns out Lin Ran’s wife-pampering is nothing compared to Luo Yao’s husband-worshipping.
【See Username Below】: Am I the only one who thinks Luo Yao’s too controlling? Is a woman like that really marriage material?
【DianDian Please Update】: Someone’s jealous. Even if you wanted someone like her, would she even look your way? With a three-dollar key, you think you’re a match?
【Also Please Support the Author】: Suddenly, just watching these two is way more entertaining than those noisy, chaotic variety shows.
Lin Ran and Luo Yao stepped out of the car, both slightly stunned by the sight before them.
The building wasn’t large or extravagant, but it was exquisitely crafted.
Lin Ran couldn’t help voicing his thoughts. "Who built this? They’ve got serious skills."
Liu Yishou: I give up. Just end me.
Luo Yao: "A coward built it. The person he loved committed suicide. He couldn’t save her, but he didn’t have the guts to die either—so he built this house to mourn her. A monument to his so-called ‘love.’"
Liu Yishou: That’s NOT how I told the story!
Resigned, she quickly summarized the tale again.
Lin Ran nodded. "What a coward. Not only did he fail to stop her family from taking her, but after her death, all he did was build a house. How hypocritical."
Luo Yao suddenly wondered what Lin Ran would’ve done in the boy’s place.
"What would you have done, Ah-Ran?"
"If I were him, we’d never have been separated in the first place. We’d live and die together. And the girl was a coward too—she had the courage to die but not to run away with him."
Liu Yishou internally facepalmed. Shouldn’t the moral be ‘don’t let love become regret’?
Why are these two breaking the script—no, breaking human logic?
Is this normal?!

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?"

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)

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."

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.”