"Lin Ran, did you land yourself a sugar mommy? What's your relationship with Miss Luo of the Luo Group?"
"Senior Lin Ran, I love you! I want to have your babies!"
"What's so special about a kept man? Just a pretty face."
"Damn, old man, your breath reeks of jealousy."
"Ahhhhh! Lin Ran, I love you!"
The cacophony of screams nearly shattered the sky. Lin Ran never expected to become this popular at school.
Once just the campus heartthrob, he'd now skyrocketed to superstar status.
With bodyguards clearing the way, Lin Ran finally reached the library construction site.
After a brief meeting with Wu's Father, he had to leave—the crowd was overwhelming even for the security team.
Lin Ran headed straight to Principal Tang's office. The university promptly issued a statement:
[We urge everyone to behave civilly and refrain from disrupting Lin Ran's academic and personal life. Violators will face severe consequences.]
Only then did the situation slightly improve.
With the chaos addressed, Lin Ran turned to real business.
During their last meeting, Principal Tang had promised to introduce him to education bureau officials—today was that appointment. Otherwise, Lin Ran wouldn't have come.
The two drove directly to the education bureau. This wasn't about connections—Lin Ran came with an offer the authorities couldn't refuse.
At the Capital Education Bureau headquarters, Lin Ran met its director—a man he'd previously only seen on television.
Despite being over sixty, Director Chen Xiao remained dedicated, unwilling to retire with unfinished work in education.
"Old Tang, so this is the young man you mentioned?"
Principal Tang nodded. "Yes, this is Lin Ran."
Director Chen studied Lin Ran. "Have a seat. I hear you want to take on the Jingda Elementary construction project? Did you bring your proposal?"
Lin Ran stepped forward with a respectful student's bow.
"Director Chen, I'm not here for business. I want to contribute to education—at no profit. As for our company's capability? Money is no object."
"Your bureau provides the land; we handle everything else. You'll only pay construction costs. Labor, interior work, even teaching materials—Suran Group covers it all."
Lin Ran had calculated the benefits. Success meant enormous gains—not from the bureau, but for Suran Group.
Director Chen stared in shock, his mind racing. "Name your terms. I don't believe in free lunches."
Lin Ran sat silently, memories flooding back—his family, the humiliation.
The only way he'd ever seen his birth mother was in dreams.
Two tears escaped before he could stop them.
Both Principal Tang and Director Chen rushed to comfort him.
"Son, why the tears?" Chen asked gently. "I'm not some monster."
"I... have a painful family history," Lin Ran began hoarsely. "@##¥%..."
As Lin Ran spoke, Director Chen's expression darkened. Finally, he slammed the desk.
"Disgraceful! That man doesn't deserve to be a father! And that stepmother? Your brother? Vile creatures!"
Principal Tang looked equally stunned and heartbroken. He knew Lin Ran was Lin Tianba's son, but never imagined such suffering.
Prejudice could destroy souls—Lin Tianba's bias would crush any child. That Lin Ran achieved so much was remarkable.
Though sixty, Chen's fury carried youthful intensity. When he finally calmed, he turned to Principal Tang.
"Old Tang, you let that bastard Lin Jian attend Jingda just because Lin Tianba donated a dormitory? That stains your university's reputation!"
The principal didn't argue, but Lin Ran interceded: "Don't blame him. Principal Tang prioritizes campus development. Students respect him deeply."
Grateful for Lin Ran's grace, the principal silently acknowledged this young man's boundless potential.
Director Chen sighed, then asked, "You mentioned being married to Miss Luo of Luo Corporation? That's how you escaped Lin Tianba?"
At Luo Yao's name, Lin Ran's face lit up. He nodded.
Now, he had her.
After a confirming glance at Principal Tang, Director Chen softened.
"You've endured enough. Tell me your plan."
Between Luo Yao's influence and genuine admiration, Chen would never obstruct Lin Ran.
Here was no ordinary student—Lin Ran possessed both ambition and the courage to expose old wounds. Unlike naive peers, he was destined for greatness.
Lin Ran wiped his nose, embarrassed by the outburst. This vulnerability wasn't part of his strategy—there were cleaner ways to secure the construction rights. Exposing Lin Tianba had been unplanned.
Yet facing Director Chen, he'd felt an inexplicable trust. The stern official radiated paternal warmth.
For the first time, sharing his burden lifted Lin Ran's spirits. Some scars never fade, no matter how hidden.
"Director Chen, I genuinely want to contribute. Our university's new library proves my capability—I'll make Jingda Elementary equally impressive. But first, I need to use that land against my father... to reclaim what's mine."
As Lin Ran explained, Director Chen's expression shifted from confusion to awe, then approval. He immediately greenlit the proposal.
Leaving the bureau, Lin Ran felt tranquil. Success would accelerate his plans—but failure wouldn't stop him. Backup plans B through D stood ready.
The Lin family would fall.
Reborn into this life, none of his past tormentors would escape unscathed.
Principal Tang gave a meaningful shoulder squeeze.
"I believe in you, Lin Ran. As for Lin Jian—"
"Thank you, Principal. I'll handle Lin Jian myself. Without the Lin family's backing, he's nothing."

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."

] [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!"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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.”