"Good morning, Boss's Husband!"
The synchronized greeting caught Lin Ran completely off guard.
"Uh... hello everyone."
Wow, the boss's husband is so nice—zero arrogance and even greets us back!
Wang Fang stepped forward. "What are you all doing here? Is your work done?"
The assistant team scattered instantly, leaving Wang Fang standing before Lin Ran.
"Good morning, Boss's Husband."
"Oh? Good morning, Sister Wang."
"Boss's Husband, could I ask you for a favor?"
"Go ahead."
Wang Fang pulled out a photo—a still from a show featuring Lin Ran and Luo Yao.
In the frame, the two lay on lounge chairs, their heads tilted toward each other in a tender gaze, with a breathtaking starry sky as the backdrop.
"Could you sign this? I already got President Luo's autograph—now I just need yours."
Lin Ran sighed internally but signed his name anyway.
"By the way... get me a copy of this photo too."
"Of course! What size?"
"The biggest possible."
Lin Ran planned to hang it in his bedroom—the shot was simply too perfect.
That cameraman from the show really knew his craft.
The thought made Lin Ran blush slightly.
If only he'd stopped the cameraman during that biscuit-eating scene...
Entering the office, he found Liu Meng and Luo Yao both looking his way.
"Ah-Ran."
"Ta-da! My dear Princess Yao Yao, your prince has arrived with your favorite treat!"
Luo Yao's eyes curved into crescents, her smile so delicate it seemed painted by an artist's brush—one touch might ruin it.
"My favorite treat? What could it be?"
Lin Ran set the food container on the desk, leaning against her chair to admire his beautiful wife.
"Why, it's obviously me."
Ahem! Ahem!
Liu Meng took the hint. "President Luo, Young Master Lin, I'll excuse myself."
Neither acknowledged her. Liu Meng didn't move.
Then Luo Yao's gaze shifted—those angelic wings of a smile suddenly frosted over.
"Weren't you leaving? Why are you still here?"
Liu Meng shivered but summoned her courage, producing another photo.
"Actually... could I trouble you both for one more thing?"
Ten seconds later, Liu Meng walked away satisfied, photo in hand.
It felt like watching her favorite ship finally sail after years of anticipation.
President Luo and Young Master Lin had truly weathered the storm.
No one understood their three-year cat-and-mouse chase better than Liu Meng and Uncle Fu.
Back in the office:
"Ah-Ran, won't you get tired of feeding me like this every day?"
Lin Ran shook his head vehemently. "Impossible. If anything, our life isn't sweet enough yet. My dream is to make the entire world diabetic from our sweetness."
Luo Yao leaned in, sealing his promise with a passionate kiss.
"Husband... I'm full now."
Lin Ran finished the remaining food before packing up.
Sure, he was wealthy, but waste was shameful—well, mostly he just loved eating Luo Yao's leftovers.
"Yao Yao, Principal Tang wants Luo Corporation to exclusively recruit Jingda University's graduates this year. I'm just the messenger."
Truthfully, Nuanyao Group was quite prestigious too, but compared to Luo Corporation, the latter naturally attracted more talent.
A stint at Luo Corporation was practically a golden ticket in their industry.
Luo Yao nodded. "Whatever my husband decides."
She couldn't care less—Luo Corporation had endless positions anyway.
Even if they didn't, she'd establish a new subsidiary before letting her husband's reputation suffer.
After a post-meal break, Lin Ran reluctantly left, not wanting to distract Luo Yao from her corporate battles.
Outside the office, he overheard Liu Meng reprimanding the assistants.
"Using President Luo and Boss's Husband for office bets? Since when did you all grow such bold backbones?"
"This month's bonuses are—"
"Director Liu! Director Liu!" Lin Ran called out.
Startled, Liu Meng hurried over. "Yes, Boss's Husband? How may I assist?"
Lin Ran lowered his voice. "Let's make a deal."
Liu Meng's skepticism was palpable.
What kind of deal could she possibly have with Lin Ran?
Lin Ran whispered: "@#�0�6%..."
Her expression grew increasingly peculiar. Since when was Boss's Husband this scheming?
"Understood." The idea was too amusing to refuse.
Meanwhile, Wang Fang handed Lin Ran the framed photo—now towering over him.
"That fast?"
"Of course. Luo Corporation's assistants operate at lightning speed."
Lin Ran marveled at the colossal print. These assistants were practically superhuman.
Forget printing something this size so quickly—where did they even find paper this large?
This wasn't developed; it had to be printed. What kind of industrial printer did they use?
"Impressive."
As Lin Ran departed, Liu Meng returned to the assistants' workspace.
Currently managed by Wang Fang, the team primarily served Liu Meng—making her their de facto ruler.
It was precisely because of this that Liu Meng had recently been training so hard that she exuded an aura of dominance and sharpness. Upon closer inspection, she had already adopted many of Luo Yao’s mannerisms.
The moment she stepped into the office area, the entire assistant team fell silent, not daring to speak a word.
Liu Meng: "I wasn’t finished earlier. Your bonuses… will be temporarily withheld. We’ll see how you perform going forward. Also, regarding your little betting pool involving Luo Yao and the boss’s husband—I don’t want to see it happen anywhere within my line of sight."
After Liu Meng left, the assistants were stunned.
"What did Liu Meng mean by that? If she doesn’t want it happening where she can see it, does that mean we can still bet where she can’t?"
"Wang Fang, what do you think?"
Wang Fang rubbed her chin thoughtfully, recalling how Liu Meng had just been called away by Lin Ran. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
"Mhm, that’s probably what she meant."
"Then let’s set up a betting pool on WeChat?" one assistant suggested.
The others immediately agreed.
A WeChat group was created.
[Luo Goddess vs. Lin Ran Betting Pool]
Shu Qian: [Will the boss’s husband come to deliver lunch to Luo Yao tomorrow? Bet "yes" by typing 1, odds 1:1.1. Bet "no" by typing 2, odds 1:35. To be the bookie, type 3. Transfer funds to the bookie after the pool closes. Maximum bet: 10,000 RMB.]
Du Shule: [333—I’m definitely being the bookie.]
Cai Youwan: [3, I’ll be a bookie too.]
Xia Zhuozhu: [1, betting 10,000.]
Mei Zhujian: [1, also betting 10,000.]
Fan Guzai: [2, I’ll throw in 1,000 for a long shot.]
[...]
The vast majority bet that Lin Ran would show up—except for one person who bet against it. Wait, make that two.
Qiao Xiaohua: [Wang Fang, have you placed your bet yet? What did you go with?]
Wang Fang: [2. Well then, I’ll throw in 10,000 to play along. Otherwise, I’m afraid your prize pool won’t have enough to cover the payouts.]
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
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!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
