Lin Ran gently patted Wu Zhishang's shoulder and said, "I'm heading off first—my wife will be getting impatient soon. As for you..."
Wu Zhishang sighed. "Brother Lin, go ahead. I’ll wait a bit longer. I’ll drop by to visit sister-in-law when I get the chance. And don’t worry, I’ll pay you back for the meal just now."
Lin Ran thought for a moment and nodded. It was only right for his best friend to meet her.
Lin Ran: "No rush. If you want to order more, go ahead. I’ve got the card covered."
With that, he transferred 1 million directly to Wu Zhishang.
"Consider this an advance on your salary. Pay me back whenever your sales performance covers it."
Why didn’t he just gift the money? Because even brothers should settle accounts clearly.
Lin Ran had noticed Wu Zhishang’s financial struggles—something he’d overlooked before.
Knowing Lin Ran had just come into 1 billion, Wu Zhishang didn’t refuse, only insisting he’d repay it.
After leaving the restaurant, Lin Ran made a call. Within three minutes, Wang Bao arrived to pick him up.
When they reached the entrance of Luo Corporation, Lin Ran called again. Soon, Luo Yao emerged and immediately threw herself into his arms as they drove home together.
Back at the estate, Lin Ran changed his bandages but didn’t rewrap them—he no longer thought they were necessary.
Truth be told, the estate’s private doctor was exceptional. An ordinary person would’ve needed at least another week to heal.
While Lin Ran and Luo Yao were wrapped up in each other at the estate, Wu Zhishang waited endlessly for Zhao Miaomiao, unable to reach her by phone—until he saw her social media update.
[Photo: Lv Jian with his arm around Zhao Miaomiao, who gazed at him tenderly.]
[Caption: He was feeling down, so as his bestie, of course I had to keep him company till he forgot his troubles.]
Seeing this, Wu Zhishang felt as if he’d been plunged into an icy abyss. He didn’t know what to say. He kept calling and messaging Zhao Miaomiao, but all went unanswered.
It wasn’t until past 1 a.m. that Zhao Miaomiao finally replied.
[Zhao Miaomiao: Babe, Lv Jian was feeling low, so I stayed with him to cheer him up. My phone was on silent—sorry!]
Wu Zhishang’s hand trembled as he typed: [Do you have any idea how long I waited? And don’t you think you’re way too close with Lv Jian?] But after a long pause, he deleted every word and instead sent: [Got it. Where are you now?]
[Zhao Miaomiao: At a hotel with Lv Jian. He has depression—I was worried he might do something drastic.]
Wu Zhishang: ??? A hotel?!
[Send me the address. I’m coming to get you.]
After some back-and-forth, Zhao Miaomiao reluctantly sent her location—then went silent again.
Wu Zhishang, seething, rushed to the hotel, only for Zhao Miaomiao to claim she’d already gone home—even sending a photo as "proof."
[Zhao Miaomiao: Babe, we should trust each other more. Lv Jian and I really are just best friends.]
Wu Zhishang suppressed his fury before replying: [Get some rest. Goodnight.]
He took a deep breath, craving a cigarette, but the nearby shops had long closed.
With a sigh, he left. Up in the hotel, Lv Jian and Zhao Miaomiao watched his retreating figure from the window.
"Little Miao, your boyfriend’s way too possessive. Seems like it’ll be hard to meet up from now on. Maybe I shouldn’t interfere anymore…"
Zhao Miaomiao immediately stroked Lv Jian’s head. "Don’t say that! We’re besties—we can see each other whenever."
Moved to tears, Lv Jian buried his face in her embrace, sobbing as she comforted him for a long, long time.
(No major drama for the protagonists—just a light jab at the side characters. Don’t worry, nothing too heavy.)
As Wu Zhishang returned to campus, Liu Ruxue was dealing with her own troubles.
Liu Ruxue usually stayed in the dorms, but tonight, she was in a foul mood—all because of Lin Ran.
To numb herself, she dragged Huo Haini to a nightclub near campus, drinking until she was utterly wasted, slurring things like "I need Lin Ran back," "I’ve fallen for him," and "Why did he change so much?"
Staggering out, they were stopped—they hadn’t paid the tab.
Liu Ruxue and Huo Haini exchanged glances.
Liu Ruxue: "Nini, I’m broke. You cover it?"
Huo Haini: "But I don’t have enough in my WeChat wallet either."
Awkward silence. The server signaled, and a few bouncers closed in.
Normally, nightclubs made patrons pay upfront, but Liu Ruxue was a regular—until tonight, when she couldn’t pay.
Too drunk to think straight, she fumbled for her phone and dialed—
Lin Ran’s number.
The call didn’t go through. Hearing the rejection, Liu Ruxue froze, staring at her screen as memories flooded back. She crumpled to the ground, crying.
Huo Haini frowned. "Ruxue, try someone else."
Sniffling, Liu Ruxue called Lin Jian—who, upon hearing she’d racked up a 10,000+ tab while drunk, refused outright.
"Ruxue, 10,000 isn’t much, but you know my family’s situation. All my money’s gone to my dad—I really can’t help!" Lin Jian hung up.
Liu Ruxue was stunned.
Back then, no matter how much she spent, Lin Ran always covered it. Now, just 10,000, and Lin Jian couldn’t be bothered.
The contrast couldn’t be clearer.
In the end, she had no choice but to call one of her recent "admirers"—a hopeless simp from the foreign languages department. Within ten minutes, he arrived on a shared bike, handing over 3,000+ scraped together from his dormmates and his entire semester’s living expenses to settle her bill.
Liu Ruxue: "Thanks. I’ll pay you back."
Then she and Huo Haini walked off. When the simp offered to escort them, Liu Ruxue glared.
"I only borrowed money from you. That doesn’t mean you get to follow me around."
Panicked, the simp stammered, "I just wanted to make sure you got back safe—two girls out this late…"
Huo Haini sneered. "We don’t need your help. Go home."
Defeated, the simp pedaled away.
Since campus was close, the two girls staggered back on foot—only to be cornered by two thugs: one with a face like a bulldog, the other a sneering blond.
Even drunk, Liu Ruxue felt a chill. Huo Haini was terrified.
Now they regretted sending their human shield away.
The blond smirked. "Miss Liu, when exactly do you plan to pay back what you owe our boss?"
] [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!"
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!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
