Love was never fair—who came first didn’t matter. What mattered was who stayed by your side in the end.
You know what they say?
The one who isn’t loved is the real third wheel.
Sitting at the makeshift table in the middle of the locked room, Lin Ran picked up a stack of documents and began reading.
When he reached the last page, his entire heart trembled.
It was an ordinary photo—Lin Ran smiling brightly, likely taken the first time he met Luo Yao, the angle capturing the moment perfectly.
Back then, Lin Ran had no idea why Luo Yao sought him out. He only felt flustered that such a stunning beauty would approach him.
Who could’ve guessed her first words would be a proposal?
Lin Ran assumed she was joking, so his smile was shy, tinged with youthful awkwardness.
Thinking back to that meeting, Lin Ran hadn’t disliked Luo Yao. On the contrary, he admired her. That’s why he’d let her down gently.
A woman that beautiful—whether her feelings were genuine or not—deserved respect for the courage to confess.
It wasn’t until later, when he realized Luo Yao was dead serious, that Lin Ran began distancing himself.
This woman was unhinged, harboring a pathological obsession that terrified him.
But the more he ran, the tighter she chased, until their relationship collapsed into outright confinement.
The photo itself was unremarkable, but the blurred water stains dotting its surface made Lin Ran’s pulse race.
He knew—each drop was a tear Luo Yao shed, grieving over a love unreturned as she faced this image again and again.
How much pain had she endured?
He was such a fool.
Flipping the photo over, he found scribbled on the blank back: [One day, he’ll love you.]
His heart ached.
Breathing became difficult.
Lin Ran finally shattered. He’d never felt pain like this—pain for Luo Yao.
Love could be sweet, and so it could hurt.
Lin Ran admitted it—he was falling.
Even if it destroyed him, he’d never let Luo Yao suffer again. Right now, he needed to see her—immediately.
He bolted out, frantic, interrogating the assistants.
“Luo Yao—where is she? I need to see her now.”
Sister Wang from the assistant team startled at the sight of Lin Ran’s bloodshot eyes, tension gripping her.
If anything happened to Lin Ran here, CEO Luo would take it out on them.
“CEO Luo is in the 36th-floor conference room… Wait! Young Master Lin, you can’t go in—she’s in a meeting!”
Lin Ran ignored her. His only thought was Luo Yao. Rationality was slipping away.
The elevator ascended to the 88th floor. Lin Ran charged inside, each passing floor feeling like an eternity.
So this was the torment of love—every second stretched into years.
Finally, after what seemed like lifetimes, the doors opened. Lin Ran rushed out just as Luo Yao emerged from the conference room.
“A-Ran?”
Seeing him drenched in tears, Luo Yao tensed instantly.
Her elegant figure blurred in Lin Ran’s vision, but he knew—this hazy silhouette was his Luo Yao.
“Luo… Yao, I… I…” He pulled her into a crushing embrace, voice breaking.
“Why… why would you be so foolish? Was loving me ever worth it?”
Luo Yao, held impossibly tight, curled her lips into a soft smile. “Because it’s you, A-Ran. So yes, it was.”
They stood blocking the conference room doorway, trapping executives who’d just wrapped up their meeting.
“Luo Yao, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry I took this long…” Lin Ran murmured the same incomprehensible words again and again.
Pressed against him, Luo Yao suddenly saw the world in vivid color.
When Lin Ran finally looked up, he noticed the crowd of stunned executives frozen in the doorway, unsure whether to exit or retreat.
Meeting his gaze, they scratched their heads, glanced around, some even studying the ceiling as if debating a renovation.
This time, Lin Ran felt no shame—no repeat of the video call embarrassment.
He didn’t need Luo Yao’s confirmation to know: no matter when or where, she’d never reject his love.
Right there, in front of everyone, he force-fed them a spoonful of romance.
When the kiss ended, Luo Yao hooked her arms around his neck. “Carry me back.”
Lin Ran obeyed, sweeping her up in a princess carry. Luo Yao’s icy glare swept over the executives, plunging the room into mortuary silence.
Only after Lin Ran vanished did the chatter resume—though the topic had shifted entirely.
“I’d always heard Young Master Lin was handsome, but seeing him in person…”
“Didn’t we already see him in that video conference?”
“You call that blurry glimpse ‘seeing’? Though I heard he often brings CEO Luo lunch.”
“I ran into him once, but didn’t dare speak. As a woman, I value my life too much.”
“Did you see CEO Luo’s expression just now? Like a smitten schoolgirl.”
“I always assumed the CEO’s ‘little puppy’ was the submissive one. Guess I was wrong.”
“CEO Luo actually snuggling in someone’s arms? My worldview’s shattered.”
“Young Master Lin’s a legend.”
“The harder Young Master Lin works, the easier our lives get.”
Back on the 88th floor, Luo Yao noticed Lin Ran still hadn’t set her down.
“A-Ran, what’s wrong? Did someone upset you?”
Lin Ran: “Yes.”
“Who?”
“You.”
Lin Ran: “You’ve bullied me. You never even said you love me.”
Nestled in his arms, Luo Yao’s eyes reflected only him.
“I love you. Do you love me?”
Lin Ran met her gaze, unwavering. “Luo Yao, I love you. You can ask me anytime—I’ll always confirm it.”
The words hit like a .50-caliber bullet, obliterating her heart.
“Good… I’ll keep asking. After all, I’m keeping you forever.”
Lin Ran nearly wept. She remembered every promise he’d ever made.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
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!
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."
