Lin Ran: "Did you do it again?"
Luo Yao nodded.
Lin Ran was shocked by Luo Yao's actions, but his inner satisfaction screamed wildly.
"Because only this way can I feel like you truly belong to me."
"Alright, as long as you're happy."
"Ran, do you like children?"
Lin Ran: "Not really, but if it's with you, then I do."
Luo Yao: "If we had a child, would they take away your love?"
Lin Ran paused for a moment before answering seriously, "I can't answer that, but my love for you will only grow stronger in the future."
Luo Yao also fell silent for a while before regaining her composure.
She had made up her mind—no children, at least not now.
Because a child would take away Ran's love.
The two of them quietly gazed at the stars when Lin Ran suddenly seemed to remember something.
"Do you know where the black cat in our estate is?"
Luo Yao: "No idea. It might be a stray from somewhere."
Lin Ran thought Luo Yao knew, but it turned out she didn't. He wondered if he'd ever get to see the black cat again.
He always felt there was something off about that black cat.
Not only could it curse, but it also mocked people and even gave warnings, giving off a mysterious vibe.
The next day, Lin Ran finally decided to make an appearance at school.
A luxurious Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the campus, taking Lin Ran all the way to his destination.
When Lin Ran appeared in the classroom, all eyes were on him.
Lin Ran casually found a seat and sat down. Not long after, Wu Zhishang arrived.
Wu Zhishang was also delighted to see Lin Ran, especially since Lin Ran had gifted him a Ferrari LaFerrari.
However, Wu Zhishang wasn't one to show off, so he didn't drive the car to campus but kept it at home.
Following Lin Ran's advice, he kept his wealth low-key and didn't even mention it to his girlfriend.
Today, Lin Ran was here to help Wu Zhishang with a small issue and to check out the school.
Last time, when Wu Zhishang drove the car home, his parents were shocked. Despite his explanations, they remained skeptical.
So, Wu Zhishang decided to ask Lin Ran to come over and explain, or else his parents would always think he'd done something shady.
Originally, they planned to do this over the weekend, but Lin Ran's request was denied by Luo Yao.
Choosing to spend the weekend with a friend instead of his wife? Luo Yao was already being kind by not killing Wu Zhishang.
The instructor also knew about Lin Ran's return to school but didn't bother him, perhaps due to some instructions from the principal.
Student entrepreneurship was something the school should support, after all.
During the professor's lecture, the absence of Liu Ruxue made the class atmosphere quite harmonious. After class, many students asked Lin Ran where he'd been lately, but he simply told them they'd find out in a few days.
After class in the afternoon, Lin Ran accompanied Wu Zhishang to his home.
Wu Zhishang was also a local, but his family lived quite far from the school—over an hour's drive.
The Wu family was an ordinary household, living in a modest home, but Lin Ran didn't show any disdain.
When they arrived, Wu Zhishang's parents warmly welcomed Lin Ran. Having known them since childhood, Lin Ran was no stranger to them.
It wasn't until Lin Ran explained the whole situation that Wu Zhishang's parents began to believe it.
Wu's mother looked worried.
"Mom, didn't Brother Lin explain everything? Why do you still look like this?"
Wu's mother: "Of course, I believe Xiao Lin. But you said he's married, and I still can't believe it. From what you've said, that woman is very wealthy. Could she just be playing with Xiao Lin's feelings?"
Lin Ran felt touched. In such a materialistic society, genuine concern for others was rare.
Even his own family hadn't given him this kind of warmth, but today, he experienced it at Wu's home.
"Uncle, Aunt, don't worry. My wife and I have known each other for a long time. We love each other, and it's not as complicated as you think."
Hearing this, Wu's parents finally felt reassured and even gave Lin Ran a red envelope, which he accepted without hesitation.
Lin Ran exchanged a glance with Wu Zhishang and mentioned their joint business venture, which was already showing some progress and would soon collaborate with the school.
The parents listened with smiles on their faces.
Finally, Lin Ran suggested that Wu's father quit his job, but Wu's father hesitated.
Some things were hard to say outright, so Lin Ran advised Wu's father to stay cautious. Wu's father wasn't foolish and immediately sensed there was more to Lin Ran's words.
"Xiao Ran, do you know something?"
Lin Ran couldn't say it directly, as he wasn't entirely sure himself. He just knew something was up.
After some thought, he gave Wu's father a few suggestions. Seeing how serious Lin Ran was, Wu's father took it to heart and eventually agreed with Lin Ran's advice.
When Lin Ran was about to leave, Wu's parents insisted he stay for dinner, but Lin Ran excused himself, citing work commitments.
Wu's father: "This kid, why is he in such a hurry?"
Wu's mother: "What do you know, old man? He's rushing home to see his wife, of course."
On the way back to school, Wu Zhishang looked puzzled.
"Brother Lin, why did you say those things to my dad? Do you know something?"
Lin Ran: "Do you trust me?"
Wu Zhishang immediately patted his chest: "Of course, I trust you, Brother."
Lin Ran: "Then make sure your dad pays attention to what I said. It'd be best if he quits his job. I can find him a better one later."
Wu Zhishang: "Got it."
The Rolls-Royce stopped right in front of the dormitory, drawing countless curious glances.
Wu Zhishang went upstairs, and just then, the person Lin Ran least wanted to see showed up.
Liu Ruxue and Huo Haini blocked Lin Ran's car door. Liu Ruxue's eyes were red, while Huo Haini appeared indignant on the surface, though his true thoughts were unclear.
Liu Ruxue: "Brother Lin Ran, you're finally back at school."
Lin Ran: "Get lost!"
Last time, it was because of Liu Ruxue that Lin Ran got injured, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.
And now she was back?
Wang Bao and the driver got out of the car. The moment they saw Liu Ruxue, their alarm bells went off.
Last time, it was his reporting mistake that led to Lin Ran's injury. If it weren't for Lin Ran's plea, he might have been severely punished.
This time, he was determined to protect Lin Ran no matter what.
Lin Ran gave a subtle signal, and Wang Bao stopped in his tracks.
Liu Ruxue: "Brother Lin Ran, someone came asking me for money today, saying I owed them a million. I couldn't find you."
Lin Ran nodded: "That's right. I've transferred the debt."
Liu Ruxue couldn't believe it.
"Why? Why would you do this to me? Do you know how terrifying that person is? It felt like he'd kill me if I didn't pay."
Lin Ran found it amusing but kept his tone sharp.
"Liu Ruxue, the money is what you owe. And don't come looking for me anymore. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."
"Let me make it clear—I'd rather see you destroyed."
Liu Ruxue took a step back, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls. Her pitiful sobs stirred up indignation among countless underclassmen.
So what if you're rich? Does that give you the right to hurt such a lovely and beautiful senior?
They couldn't hear the conversation between Liu Ruxue and Lin Ran, but they could see their actions.
From a visual perspective, Lin Ran truly resembled a scumbag who mistreated women.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.”