Under every large screen throughout the entire manor, people were cheering. The scene was a veritable tsunami of sound. Afraid the noise would disturb Luo Yao, Lin Ran gently covered her ears. Not just at the manor, but at wedding branch venues across the country, loud cheers erupted. Netizens in front of their screens wore doting smiles. The couple they "shipped" had finally come to fruition.
Two very strange phenomena also occurred.
The first was that the road from the manor to the hospital was incredibly clear. Cars voluntarily pulled over to the side, only resuming normal traffic after Lin Ran's car had passed.
The second was even more impressive.
All rooftops across the country were put under control; no one could go up.
The Hospital.
Inside the delivery room, his hand gripped Luo Yao's hand, hoping to give her more strength.
As time passed, Lin Ran became incredibly nervous.
"Yao Yao, if you can't hold on, just bite me."
Despite Lin Ran's extreme tension, Luo Yao acted as if nothing was happening. Aside from the occasional frown, she showed no expression of distress.
She could even chat with Lin Ran with a smile.
"Ah Ran, don't worry. This little bit of pain is nothing to me."
From childhood to adulthood, Luo Yao had endured far greater suffering.
Besides the two of them, there was one other person in the delivery room: the strongest woman of the Yi family, Yi Buhuo.
"President Luo, you are truly amazing. You didn't make a sound the whole time."
With Luo Yao's final rhythmic push, the loud cry of an infant filled the room.
To be honest, Lin Ran never thought he had a deep love for this child.
But the moment he heard the baby cry, he actually felt like crying.
"Yao Yao, you've worked hard."
Yi Buhuo said happily, "President Luo, Young Master Lin, it's a little boy."
The couple looked at each other and smiled; whether it was a boy or a girl never mattered to them.
Lin Ran gently wiped the sweat from Luo Yao's forehead, and only then did the two look at the child.
The baby had stopped crying. His partially opened eyes were dark, filled with confusion and curiosity about this world.
At this moment, the group of people in the hospital corridor breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news, their faces lighting up with joy.
Wu Zhishang wore a doting smile. "I didn't expect this. We just finished the wedding, and soon we'll be attending the one-month celebration. Brother Lin gets to collect two rounds of gift money in such a short time. I'm envious."
Zhang Xinyan looked puzzled. "You didn't give any gift money anyway."
Wu Zhishang scratched his head awkwardly. "Didn't Brother Lin say he wouldn't accept anything? He even said there's a nationwide ban on gifts for him."
Shen Jingbing joined in the teasing, "If he accepts gifts, he'll only accept little babies."
That one sentence pushed the already joyful atmosphere to a climax.
Others joined the discussion; these people had all rushed over from the wedding venue.
They included, but were not limited to, Wu Zhishang, Zhang Laifu, Shen Jingbing, Chen Qingtian, Lu Xiangshi, Zhang Xinyan, Xiao Tong, Qi Chengwei, Abu, Wang Bao, Fang Buxia, Xiao Xiaole, Wei Xinsheng, Wang Dahua, Wang Anjian, Chen Xiao, Chen Nianshi, Chen Nianlun, Chen Zhima, Su Jianguo, Qu Teniang, Ye Lingling, Zhang Xiaolong, Yi Siyin, Yi Buhao, Pei Qianqian, Xu Kai, Liu Meng, Wang Fang...
A while later, Luo Yao came out. She wasn't wheeled out; instead, Lin Ran supported her as she walked out directly, with Yi Buhuo pushing the stroller behind them.
Everyone wanted to step forward to offer care and congratulations.
However, a single freezing-cold glare from Luo Yao scared everyone into freezing in place.
Lin Ran waved his hand. "Thank you all for your concern. If there's nothing else, please go back. It's enough for me to accompany Yao Yao alone."
Only after Lin Ran helped Luo Yao back to the ward did the others breathe a sigh of relief.
Someone broke the silence, looking confused. "Why was President Luo's look so terrifying just now?"
This question plunged many into thought.
Was President Luo angry because the baby was born?
Did she dislike boys?
However, there were a few on the scene who understood Luo Yao's mindset, such as Liu Meng.
She stepped forward. "Everyone should head back. Don't overthink it. There are too many women here; it would be strange if President Luo wasn't angry."
The others suddenly realized the truth. So that was the reason.
Everyone left one after another, leaving only Liu Meng standing there motionless.
She knew that Luo Yao was angry not just for that reason, but also for another very important one: the child was born.
Would Young Master Lin still love President Luo wholeheartedly like before?
However, she didn't say this out loud.
"President Liu, aren't you going back?"
Wang Fang asked, puzzled, seeing that everyone had left but Liu Meng remained.
Liu Meng looked at Wang Fang, then recalled the image of Lin Ran and Luo Yao walking away together, feeling incredibly envious.
Perhaps Wang Fang was right; she should take that step.
"Sister Wang, do you remember asking me who the person I like is?"
Wang Fang's eyes immediately lit up. "I remember, I remember. Who is it?"
Liu Meng looked at Wang Fang and suddenly pinned her against the wall.
"Woman, you have successfully aroused my desire to commit a crime."
Wang Fang stared blankly at Liu Meng, her mind going blank.
Liu Meng: "Baby, are you surprised?"
Wang Fang nodded, her cheeks blushing red. "More like a scare."
...
Time flew by.
In the northern part of a foreign country, Lin Ran and Luo Yao were lying inside a transparent structure, admiring the beauty where the aurora met the snow-capped mountains.
Dozens of bodyguards had the place tightly secured.
These past few years, they had been quite lucky, traveling the world with the young couple.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Lin Ran glanced at it and smiled. "It's that brat, Lin Luo."
Luo Yao leaned into Lin Ran's embrace, rubbing against him comfortably.
"Why won't that kid grow up already?"
Lin Ran smiled and tapped to answer. A cool-looking little boy appeared on the screen.
Lin Luo was very handsome; one could tell from a young age he would be a heartthrob. However, his childish voice betrayed his age, though his words were amusing.
"I didn't want to video call you, but my little sister kept clamoring to find you."
Another even younger, milk-scented little bundle squeezed into the screen. "Daddy, Mommy, when are you coming back? Uncle Fu won't let me play with Little Black. I hate him. Little Black can only play with me."
Lin Ran was somewhat speechless. In recent years, he had discovered a very serious problem: everyone in his family seemed to have something wrong with them.
"Got it. Your mom and I still want to watch the aurora, so we're ignoring you for now."
Saying this, Lin Ran was about to hang up, but Lin Luo hurriedly stopped him.
"Wait! When are you coming home? You're adults, yet you're never home. What's up with that? Don't you understand the saying 'When parents travel a thousand miles, the children worry'?"
Lin Ran was utterly speechless; it felt a bit ridiculous.
"Your mother said you need to grow up quickly and inherit the family business as soon as possible. Then your mom and I can mooch... I mean, have no more worries."
On the other end of the phone, Lin Luo sighed.
"Sigh! Looking forward to retirement at such a young age and trying to dump such a huge business onto a child. You two are really unbelievable."
Luo Yao's eyes turned cold. "Lin Luo, if you don't want to die, hurry up and grow up."
Lin Luo looked miserable.
"Fine. I won't talk about it anymore. Uncle Fu is looking for me."
The call ended, and the young couple looked at each other and smiled.
"Ah Ran, was that foreign woman from earlier today pretty?"
"Huh? What woman? I didn't see anyone."
Luo Yao smiled, her eyes brimming with mirth. "If Ran dares to look at another woman, I will slaughter her, turn her into a specimen, and line her up in the bedroom right next to Liu Ruxue so they can watch together."
Lin Ran reached out and gently caressed Luo Yao's cheek.
"That sounds absolutely wonderful."
If the world is vast, I want to walk every corner of it by your side, because you are my world, too. — Lin Ran.

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."

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]

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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.”