Luo Yao: "Sometimes when I'm angry, I can't bear to hurt you, so I vent my frustration on your portraits instead. But other times, when I can't see you, I cling to those portraits, pretending you've never left my side."
Lin Ran fell silent for a moment. He could vividly imagine Luo Yao's heartache—loving him yet unable to have him, grieving over those portraits. Gently, he placed her hand over his heart.
"All that unhappiness was just because my heart hadn’t yet opened up. But now, this heart is beating—and it beats for you."
Luo Yao’s face flushed a deep pink, leaving Lin Ran momentarily entranced.
The Luo Yao of the past had always been pale, rarely showing such rosy color. Was this… his doing?
"You don’t need to cling to those photos anymore. As your husband, I’ll always be at your call."
Luo Yao glanced down at their intertwined fingers, their diamond rings brushing against each other, and felt her mood lift.
Maybe… she really could spend her whole life with A-Ran.
Walking to the table in the center, she skimmed through the detailed records of Lin Ran’s daily movements.
[September 1st, 9:03 AM—Lin Ran enters the dormitory to meet Wu Zhishang.]
[9:58 AM—Encounter with Liu Ruxue. Liu Ruxue: "Lin Ran, I need to talk to you." Lin Ran: "Oh? Got the money ready?" Liu Ruxue: "…"]
Lin Ran: "…"
He’d known Luo Yao tracked his whereabouts—but never imagined it would be this thorough.
Luo Yao watched him nervously. Bringing him here today had felt impulsive, but when Lin Ran asked, she couldn’t refuse. Because she was Luo Yao.
"A-Ran… are you scared?"
Lin Ran just blinked, stunned. "I mean—gotta hand it to you, wife. Your skills are next-level. How the hell did you even get our conversation?"
"I have people who read lips." She didn’t mention the whole truth—that Lin Ran had been unknowingly carrying a recorder for a while now. She’d rather he didn’t know.
Lin Ran could only sigh in exasperation. "Damn. Your network’s insane. Fine, I surrender. Not like I could’ve escaped you anyway. Good thing I don’t want to now."
Luo Yao tilted her face up, her eyes locking onto his—an absolute knockout.
"Really no more running?"
"If I do, may my whole family drop dead."
After spending some time in the private room, Lin Ran understood its purpose and made to leave—only for Luo Yao to block his path.
"Where are you going? Are you… angry?"
Lin Ran chuckled. "Of course not. You’ve got work. I’m heading home to cook for you."
Her eyes brightened. "Okay."
Before returning to the estate, Lin Ran stopped by the university—another obligatory check-in. He paid a visit to Principal Tang, who greeted him with unusual warmth, clearly holding back words.
"Principal, is there something you wanted to say?"
The principal laughed awkwardly. "Lin Ran, as the head of this institution, I’m just a humble laborer, working tirelessly to elevate Jingda University’s standing."
"Principal, just say it straight."
"Well… federal funding shrinks every year. Resources keep funneling to schools like Shuimu and Jingbei. Jingda’s elite, yes, but the gap’s widening. Without the Luo Group’s scholarships, we’d lose even more top applicants." He sighed. "Progress takes time, but no matter how hard we push, the disparity grows. This year’s proposed library? Denied funding."
Lin Ran got it instantly. "How much do you need?"
Straight to the point—he still had to swing by the office and get home in time to cook. Delay his wife’s meal? Unthinkable.
The principal slowly raised one finger. "This much. Covers construction, operations, equipment, books… the full scope."
Lin Ran inwardly whistled. That’s a hefty sum.
"I’ll cover it."
Principal Tang gaped. "You will?"
Lin Ran nodded. "Under ‘Warmyao Realty.’ Construction can utilize campus talent. Manpower? I’ll arrange it later."
The principal had only hoped Lin Ran would mention it to Luo Yao. This was beyond expectation.
"Wonderful! Ha! Having you as an alumnus is an honor. Thank you—truly."
"We’ll schedule a proper planning session. For now, I’ve got to cook for Luo Yao. Her stomach’s been acting up." Lin Ran stood, and the principal—grinning ear to ear—didn’t stop him.
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.
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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!
