Now that Starlight Group had gone bankrupt, her daughters still had money, and she had some savings left.
Life wasn’t as lavish as before, but it was still manageable.
The high-society socialites were ruthless—now that the Lin Family had fallen, they looked down on them completely.
Whenever Jiang Shuqin appeared among them, she was met with endless mockery.
Jiang Shuqin felt deeply wronged.
If she were still a daughter of the Jiang Family, if she hadn’t cut ties with them, those women would be fawning over her instead of treating her like she was invisible.
She longed to return to the Jiang Family, but she had her pride.
Since she had severed ties back then, she would never rely on them again.
Gradually, Jiang Shuqin stopped associating with those wealthy socialites altogether.
Instead, she became obsessed with a new pastime—keeping a young lover.
Without any restraint, she flaunted him in all sorts of public settings.
Soon enough, her infidelity was exposed to Lin Chang.
He slapped her, and Jiang Shuqin retaliated by clawing at his face.
The Lin household became a battleground—every time they crossed paths, they fought.
The Lin daughters barely came home anymore.
And when they did, they shut themselves in their rooms immediately.
Today, Jiang Shuqin and Lin Chang were at it again.
Pursing her lips, she couldn’t help but wonder—
How had their once-happy family turned into this?
Memories flashed through her mind.
It was all because of Lin Xuan!
If he hadn’t exposed Lin Chang’s affair with Wang Yajun, Lin Chang would still be playing the devoted husband instead of openly fooling around.
And if Lin Xuan hadn’t targeted Starlight Group, it wouldn’t have gone bankrupt.
She would still be a wealthy socialite, spending without a care.
But because of Lin Xuan, everything was gone.
Regret burned in Jiang Shuqin’s eyes.
She should’ve strangled him back then, not abandoned him in the wilderness.
After returning to his room, Lin Li tried on a suit—it fit perfectly.
Taking it off and putting on a mask, he left the Lin residence and called Lin Xuan.
"Lin Xuan."
A smug smile curled on Lin Li’s lips. "I need to talk to you."
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "About what?"
"Meet me at Xianshi Mountain Resort tonight at seven. I have something to discuss."
Lin Xuan knew the place—scenic, expensive, a perfect getaway.
But…
He smirked. It was also remote. Perfect for an ambush.
Glancing at the calendar on the wall, he noted—
Tomorrow was the Jiang Family’s recognition banquet. Lin Li must be getting desperate, wanting him out of the picture.
This was clearly a trap.
Lin Li probably planned to watch from the shadows as he got beaten.
Lin Xuan replied coolly, "About what?"
"Just come. You’ll find out," Lin Li said mysteriously.
Lin Xuan scoffed. "If you’re going to be cryptic, I’m not interested. Goodbye."
"Wait!"
Panicking, Lin Li quickly added, "Don’t you want to know what’s been happening at home? How Mom, Dad, and our sisters really feel about you?"
"Come, and I’ll tell you everything."
With no other leverage, this was Lin Li’s only way to lure him out.
"Sorry, but I don’t care."
Lin Xuan hung up.
Lin Li clenched his phone.
Damn it!
Lin Xuan wasn’t biting.
Gritting his teeth, Lin Li called again. "Lin Xuan, I’ve aligned myself with a powerful family."
"Oh." Lin Xuan sounded indifferent.
He already knew—Lin Li meant the Jiang Family.
But claiming their support was premature.
Tomorrow, he’d make sure Lin Li fell from grace.
With the Jiang Family connection severed, Lin Li would scramble for another way to one-up him.
Women, powerful backers—once those failed, Lin Li would have only one path left.
Starting a business.
And Lin Xuan would let him—because that was how the Lin Family’s fortune would be squandered.
Lin Li pressed on, "Lin Xuan, let’s talk openly about the Lin Family. Meet me, and you’ll see who’s backing me."
Again, Lin Xuan refused. "Lin Li, give it up. I’m not coming."
"Aren’t you even curious who my ally is?"
"Not in the slightest." The call ended.
Lin Li’s fists shook.
Lin Xuan was playing hard to get!
If he didn’t leave the house, how could the hired men teach him a lesson?
Lin Xuan set his phone down, lounging on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other.
Rather than walking into someone else’s trap, he preferred setting his own.
No rush.
Beating people up was best done under the cover of night—more fun that way.
The sun was still high. Not the right time.
Today, he’d switch things up.
Picking up his phone, he dialed Cheng Da and Cheng Er. "I need you two to handle something."
"Boss, name it," Cheng Er said eagerly.
He loved working for the boss—his tasks were always entertaining.
Lin Xuan laid out his plan.
As they listened, Cheng Da and Cheng Er’s eyes gleamed. "Don’t worry, Boss. We’ll get everything ready and bring extra guys."
They’d scare the hell out of them!
"Good."
Soon, Cheng Da delivered the outfits.
Lin Xuan took one downstairs.
"Young Master Lin." Butler Wang greeted him respectfully, eyeing the clothes. "What’s this?"
Instead of answering, Lin Xuan asked, "Butler Wang, feel like watching some drama?"
Bored, Butler Wang perked up immediately.
Drama?
He loved it—especially when it involved Young Master Lin.
His schemes were always the juiciest.
"Yes! Absolutely!" Butler Wang nodded without hesitation.
"Then we’ll head out tonight."
If they dared target him, he’d make sure they regretted it.
A cold smirk curled on Lin Xuan’s lips.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
