As if aware of her fate, Liu Ruxue began struggling desperately.
"Spare me! Please spare me... I—I won’t compete with you for Lin Ran anymore."
"Ah—"
With Liu Ruxue’s scream, a visual spectacle unfolded before Lin Ran’s eyes.
…… (The river of censorship invites readers to imagine the rest.)
Nearly ten minutes later, they finally emerged again.
"Ran, you said you wouldn’t be scared."
Lin Ran thought to himself: Scared? More like physically revolted.
Strange, really. Even after witnessing the same scene in his past life, seeing it again still unsettled him.
He was just too sensitive.
"I wasn’t scared of you. It’s just my ‘first time’ seeing something so eye-opening. I’ll get used to it next time."
Hearing Lin Ran’s words, Luo Yao regretted making him face this and her own unchecked brutality.
"I’ll have her sent to Southeast Asia. You’ll never see her again, Ran."
"Okay."
Luo Yao stepped into the office bathroom to wash away the filth.
Midway, Lin Ran joined her, reaching out to help.
"Don’t touch me, Ran. It’s dirty."
Lin Ran shook his head. "You’re my wife. I’ll never reject you, no matter what. Even the blood staining you—let me help wash it away."
Luo Yao gave up resisting, letting Lin Ran tend to her...
After the bath, Lin Ran dressed her in fresh clothes he’d prepared earlier.
Luo Yao stretched out her arms. "Ran..."
Lin Ran lifted her effortlessly, carrying her out of the bathroom. At this moment, Luo Yao felt truly happy.
Her only "rival" would never reappear.
Liu Ruxue wouldn’t die.
She was simply reliving her past-life fate.
Just as Lin Ran was about to shower Luo Yao with affection, an untimely knock interrupted them.
The moment Liu Meng entered, she sensed a murderous aura.
Luo Yao: "This better be important."
"President Luo, they’re crumbling. The Zhang family is already trying to withdraw," Liu Meng wiped cold sweat from her brow.
"Withdraw? It’s not that easy." Luo Yao narrowed her eyes.
Do they think I, Luo Yao, am some pushover? They jump in to take a bite, then flee when the fight turns against them? What a joke.
If I let them walk away unscathed, others will think I’m weak.
Next time, every vulture will swoop in for a piece.
"Ramp up pressure on the Zhangs. Force all three families into the same corner."
"Understood."
Liu Meng fled, leaving the couple alone again.
Having just "vented," Luo Yao now needed comfort.
Time flowed like sand. After bonding, Lin Ran prepared to return to the manor to cook dinner for his wife.
"Darling, I’ll head home first to cook. Finish work early, okay?"
"Ran, you don’t have to work so hard. You’re practically stealing the chef’s job."
Lin Ran kissed her forehead. "I’ve got nothing else to do. Once your stomach’s healed, I’ll stop. It’s just cooking—for my wife. Not tiring at all. Because I love you, I’ll do anything for you."
Luo Yao’s eyes sparkled like diamonds.
After Lin Ran left, she remained lost in his sweet words.
"I wonder if Ran ever said things like this to Liu Ruxue."
The thought snapped her back. She summoned Liu Meng.
"Send the person in the basement to Southeast Asia."
Liu Meng glanced at the hidden room. "Done."
Disposing of someone wasn’t simple.
Liu Meng fabricated evidence of Liu Ruxue’s suicide for the authorities. After "verification," her identity was erased.
Then, with a call to "Brother Blade," Liu Ruxue was loaded into a vehicle, speeding nonstop toward the border.
This life’s ending mirrored her last—perhaps even crueler.
How long she’d survive in Southeast Asia depended on her own luck.
Paradise Manor.
Lin Ran finished dinner just as Luo Yao arrived home.
A habitual kiss. "Welcome back."
Despite the earlier nausea, Lin Ran was in high spirits.
His past-life death—being pushed off a rooftop—had been steeped in terror, despair, and regret. Now, he’d repaid every ounce.
Only he knew the euphoria of vengeance.
All thanks to his extraordinary wife.
Liu Ruxue was gone; Lin Tianba’s life was misery.
Only Lin Jian and his mother remained. Once they left prison, he’d ensure their suffering. Then, his hatred would vanish.
With vengeance sated, one mystery lingered—a story about a cat.
Luo Yao sniffed the air. "Ran, you made mala tang?"
Lin Ran nodded. "Yep. Safe, healthy, and tasty. Not too spicy, gentle on your stomach. Best part? We can fight over it."
Luo Yao hugged him softly, warmth blooming in her chest.
As the couple bickered playfully, inside Yu Taiduo’s private villa:
Ai Renqi (Ai family head), Zhang Deshuai (Zhang family head), and Yu Taiduo huddled in secret discussion.
Zhang Deshuai, the weakest link, would’ve collapsed without the alliance.
Yu Taiduo’s face darkened. "That lunatic Luo Yao won’t spare us. Proceed as planned."
Zhang Deshuai frowned silently.
Ai Renqi sighed. "My men have tracked Lin Ran’s movements. But are we really doing this? His guards aren’t pushovers."
Yu Taiduo smirked. "No matter how skilled, they can’t stop an army."
The men exchanged glances, resolve hardening.
Just then, Yu Taiduo’s wife, Chang Lüfù, entered with tea.
"Gentlemen, you must be tired. Rest and drink."
Poised, she sat beside Yu Taiduo.
"Darling, my friends invited me for an all-night mahjong session. Will I win or lose?"
Yu Taiduo nodded. "Go. Winning doesn’t matter—just enjoy yourself."
His elegant wife had no major flaws, save one: an insatiable gambling itch. She often played till dawn.
Initially suspicious, he’d tailed her, only to confirm she genuinely played with friends.
Eventually, he stopped caring—even funded her mahjong parlor.
Chang Lüfù covered a giggle. "You’re too good to me. Off I go, then."
With that, Chang Lüfù stood up to leave. As she turned her back to Yu Taiduo, she winked at Ai Renqi.
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.
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
