Luo Yao was also puzzled—why was the food she made poisonous?
Could she be born with a toxic constitution?
The two took a car back to the manor. The moment they stepped out, Luo Yao visibly frowned, a sense of discomfort washing over her.
Lin Ran, ever the devoted husband, noticed the anomaly immediately and without a word, scooped his wife into his arms and carried her inside.
Nestled in Lin Ran's embrace, Luo Yao's heart swelled with affection, her gaze at him practically screaming "I want to devour you."
Uncle Fu hurried over anxiously, "Miss, Young Master Lin, do you think the readers have missed me?"
Lin Ran: ???
Luo Yao's eyes instantly turned icy. "You'd better have something important to say."
"Uh... Miss Chen Qingtian is in trouble. She injured someone, and the other party has significant influence. The situation has escalated."
Both Lin Ran and Luo Yao frowned. They knew Chen Qingtian well.
Backed by the Chen family and with Lin Ran as her cousin, few would dare provoke her.
Moreover, Chen Qingtian wasn’t some arrogant, spoiled heiress. She was a kind-hearted woman with a gentle temperament, unlikely to pick fights.
If she had resorted to violence, the other party must have done something unforgivable.
"How bad is the other person's condition?" Lin Ran asked the critical question.
"Miss Chen kicked him so hard he lost a testicle. He’s currently hospitalized and refusing any settlement. The matter has blown up."
"Though the public only knows Chen Qingtian assaulted someone, the specifics aren’t out yet. This is insider info—unverified, but likely true."
Lin Ran fell silent for a moment. "Did they try to force themselves on her?"
Uncle Fu shook his head. "No. Miss Chen went to Jingda University to confront him. There were many witnesses."
"Jingda? But the semester hasn’t even started yet. Who did she hit?"
Uncle Fu: ???
"Young Master Lin, classes resumed days ago. The victim is a student surnamed Yu, rumored to have deep connections. We’re still investigating the rest."
Lin Ran: ???
School’s already started? Why did no one tell me?
Wait—that wasn’t the issue right now.
Lin Ran hadn’t expected Chen Qingtian, who always seemed carefree, to strike so ruthlessly.
"Where is she now?"
"At the Chen residence. Authorities are there for questioning."
"Got it. Look into it further. Step in if necessary."
Though Lin Ran preferred to keep his distance from the Chen family, blood ties were blood ties. Chen Qingtian was a good person, and he couldn’t just watch her drown in this mess.
"Understood."
After Uncle Fu left, Lin Ran turned to Luo Yao. "You won’t be upset if I handle this, right?"
"Of course not. Ah-Ran can do whatever he wants."
Whatever he wants? That sounded a bit absolute.
If he went looking for Liu Ruxue, Luo Yao would probably lose it.
But he had no intention of seeking out Liu Ruxue. He was just waiting for her to meet her end.
Yes, he was certain—Luo Yao had already sentenced Liu Ruxue to death. It was only a matter of time.
In the past, no matter how much Liu Ruxue acted out, she’d kept some boundaries. But this time, she’d crossed the line by inciting murder. How could Luo Yao let her off?
"Anything? Hmm... Then I want Yao-Yao to sleep with me tonight."
"We haven’t done it today! Such a small request—consider it granted." Luo Yao was more than eager.
A night of passionate bedsprings later, the two, now physically and spiritually nourished, returned to their usual selves.
The next morning, as Lin Ran prepared to make breakfast for Luo Yao, she stopped him.
"Ah-Ran, don’t overwork yourself."
Between cooking and feeding her, Luo Yao genuinely felt he was spoiling her too much. "You’ll ruin me."
"It’s no trouble. I never got the chance before. Now that you’re on leave, I can pamper you properly. You’re my wife—spoiling you is my privilege."
"Then today, I’ll feed you."
Lin Ran smiled fondly. "Deal."
Luo Yao thought for a moment and added, "I’ll even cook for you before feeding you."
Lin Ran froze. "Did... did I do something wrong?"
Luo Yao shook her head. "Nope."
"Then why the murder attempt? If you succeed, won’t you end up a widow?"
Luo Yao flashed a knowing grin. "Don’t worry. I have a plan."
And so, Lin Ran watched as Luo Yao "made" a meal.
Of course, she only directed—the chef did all the actual cooking under her supervision.
The chef whipped up a lavish dinner per Luo Yao’s instructions, which she then hand-fed to Lin Ran.
Chef’s thoughts: What does this have to do with the young miss?
Luo Yao’s thoughts: This is a love-filled breakfast for Ah-Ran, crafted under my guidance.
Lin Ran’s thoughts: This... is Yao-Yao’s cooking. I’ll finish every bite.
Lately, Lin Ran had grown accustomed to Luo Yao’s feedings, even hoping this could last a lifetime.
The sweet breakfast stretched on. Lin Ran checked himself carefully—no adverse effects.
Well, of course not. If he ended up hospitalized despite not lifting a finger, that would be the real miracle.
Clearly, the red line for Luo Yao’s kitchen disasters was physical contact.
By midday, Uncle Fu had gathered most of the details.
"Young Master Lin, it’s all clear now..."
(Reminder: No need for tips. I’m not chasing rankings—save your New Year’s money for ribs.)
Now, let’s revisit Chen Qingtian’s story from the perspective of a side character—Fang Buxia.
Rewind to before the New Year—
A plane landed from Japan, carrying a weary young man.
Back in the capital, memories flooded his mind. Lost in thought, his expression flickered with unease.
After a long pause, he sighed.
"Let it go. It’s been three years. Time to move on."
His name was Fang Buxia, freshly returned from studying abroad in Japan.
He’d chosen Japan back then to escape—to flee the version of himself he despised and the girl who’d vanished from his life.
The young man returned to a home he hadn’t seen in three years, a place saturated with memories.
He couldn’t even bear to look at the furnishings. The familiarity suffocated him, forcing him to squeeze his eyes shut and crouch in a corner.
Only after movers arrived to clear everything out did he dare open his eyes again.
The room was stripped bare, save for a single bed.
A woman’s voice echoed in his mind, one he’d replayed countless times.
"Xia-Xia, when you grow up, how about I take care of you?"
"If you ever get a girlfriend, you have to tell me first. Only if I approve can you date her, understand?"
Back then, a young Fang Buxia had asked in confusion, "What if you don’t agree?"
"Then you can’t date her."
"So... I’d never get married?"
"Don’t worry. Worst case, I’ll reluctantly marry you myself."
Those words stayed with Fang Buxia from middle school all the way through high school.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
