After agreeing, Wu's Father immediately contacted his former company's HR department to submit his resignation and stopped showing up for work despite the company's objections.
He chose to follow Lin Ran's advice, cutting all ties with his previous employer cleanly and preparing to have a lawyer issue formal documentation.
To his surprise, the very next morning, his former boss reached out.
With Wu's Father standing firm, the boss could only reluctantly agree to his departure but insisted on a three-year non-compete clause in the construction industry. Wu's Father bluntly told him to take it up with his lawyer, leaving the boss fuming and cursing.
As for how the dispute between the company and Wu's Father was ultimately resolved, Lin Ran left it entirely to lawyer Xu Kai—though not without compensation.
Xu Kai worked for a fee, and Lin Ran had no intention of exploiting him. Knowing he’d need Xu Kai's services often in the future, Lin Ran began paying him properly starting from their last collaboration.
As for Xu Kai’s salary from the Luo Group, that was rightfully earned—Lin Ran had merely benefited from it before.
The same day, Wu Zhishang approached the university’s Principal Tang again and successfully recruited a number of civil engineering students. Even one professor volunteered to work for free. Lin Ran knew this had to be Principal Tang’s doing, given the project was for the university’s new library.
Wu's Father joined the new company as General Manager, Wu Zhishang as CEO, and Lin Ran remained the unseen owner behind the scenes.
By the third day, Wu's Father had already leveraged his network to connect with construction firms. The formation of "Nuanyao Real Estate" took a mere three days—less than two weeks including preliminary preparations—a speed nothing short of astonishing.
That afternoon, Lin Ran returned to the university as Nuanyao Real Estate’s representative to negotiate with Principal Tang. The so-called negotiation was little more than tea and casual conversation, and Principal Tang readily agreed to Lin Ran’s terms.
After all, the university was getting a new library without spending a dime—an undeniable win. Lin Ran’s requests were far from excessive: naming rights for the "Nuanyao Group," designated reading zones, and some promotional support. All perfectly reasonable.
Had it been any other company or organization donating, the demands would likely have been far more overreaching.
The only condition that caught Principal Tang off guard was Lin Ran’s request to be introduced to education bureau officials, along with a partial explanation of his motives.
After hearing him out, Principal Tang’s eyes widened. For the first time, he realized he’d underestimated Lin Ran. After a moment’s thought, he agreed.
A growing sense told him Lin Ran’s ambitions were vast.
But he didn’t pry further, trusting that a man like Lin Ran didn’t act without purpose.
To Principal Tang, Lin Ran now seemed almost like a golden goose—pride, admiration, and a sense of accomplishment swelling within him.
The more successful Lin Ran’s ventures, the greater the prestige for the university, and the more benefits it would reap. The two were mutually reinforcing. While Principal Tang was pragmatic, he wasn’t one to take without giving.
Soon, it was decided: construction on the library would begin after National Day.
The university already had the land, and as the administration held the rights to its use, approvals would face no obstacles.
The old library would be demolished once the new one was completed.
Nuanyao Real Estate’s inaugural project was a university library—no small feat for a fledgling company.
Though fully funded by the firm (effectively a donation), the project’s success would rapidly elevate the company’s reputation, drawing attention from all sectors the moment construction began.
The team showered Lin Ran with praise for his foresight—whether sincere or not, the flattery flowed freely. Money talked, after all.
If you were wealthy, even dogs wagged their tails, knowing you could offer them a better life.
But without it? Even your own flesh and blood might turn away. Such were the times.
With everything settled, Lin Ran finally exhaled. The past few days of nonstop hustle had left him exhausted.
Once the library broke ground, he could turn his focus to dismantling the Suran Group—this time, plunging it into outright bankruptcy.
The Lin family might appear untouchable now, but soon, he’d drag them to hell.
National Day was just days away, and the entire country buzzed with anticipation—marking the 75th anniversary of New China.
That night, Lin Ran’s phone buzzed with a message:
[Hey handsome, meet me tomorrow morning at the Pangu Hotel, Room 1801. Come alone~]
Lin Ran knew it was from Luo Wuyou. So, she was finally making her move.
Glancing at Luo Yao curled asleep beside him, soft as a kitten in his arms, his heart melted.
No matter how fierce or domineering she was in the outside world, in his embrace, she’d always be that little cat.
This time, let me do something for you.
The next morning, Luo Yao left early for work. After breakfast, Lin Ran prepared to head out when her call came.
“Ran, where are you?”
Lin Ran: “Still at the estate, about to check on some business. Why?”
Luo Yao paused. “...Alright. Be safe.”
“Always.”
Hanging up, Luo Yao stared at the message log on Lin Ran’s phone, her expression unreadable.
Ran… what are you planning?
That woman is dangerous. Or is this…
His Koenigsegg wrecked, Lin Ran drove a more subdued Maybach today.
At the Pangu Hotel, the valet’s face lit up upon seeing him.
“Boss, you’re back!”
Lin Ran smiled. “What’s your name?”
“Shen Jingbing. Just call me Xiao Shen. Let me escort you in.”
Lin Ran chuckled politely.
“Solid name. I might have work for you someday.”
“Anytime, boss!”
Lin Ran entered alone, his bodyguards instructed to stand down.
In the lobby, he spotted Ye Lingling but didn’t acknowledge her. She didn’t approach either—he’d already warned her: today, if seen, she was to act as if he were just another guest.
Outside Room 1801, Lin Ran froze. The place felt familiar.
Wasn’t this the same room Zhao Miaomiao and Lv Jian had used?
Seems this room’s seen its share of drama—and trash.
He knocked. The door swung open, unlocked.
Inside, the scene was chaos: a woman in leather lounged on the bed, while several men sprawled on the floor, grinning vacantly—drugged, clearly.
Luo Wuyou’s no spring chicken, but her tastes are… lively.
“Why’d you call me here?”
Luo Wuyou smirked, slinking off the bed with serpentine grace, a rope coiled in her hand. Lin Ran’s frown deepened.
No doubt about it—she’s Luo Yao’s aunt.
“For fun, of course.” Seduction seeped from her every pore, as innate as breathing.
"I'm not interested in you. If you called me here for nothing else, I'm leaving." With that, he turned to go.
Luo Wuyou panicked, darting in front of Lin Ran with a swift movement and kicking the door shut behind him.
"Playing hard to get? Seriously, what's wrong with me? How am I any less than Luo Yao? Why do you always avoid me like I’m some kind of plague?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
