As they walked, Luo Yao suddenly stopped and stretched out her hand. "Carry me, Ran."

Any request from his wife was to be unconditionally fulfilled by her husband.

So Lin Ran naturally scooped Luo Yao into his arms and followed her directions toward the amusement park.

After a while, Lin Ran grew tired and switched to carrying her on his back.

When they reached the amusement park area, Luo Yao pointed ahead from her perch on Lin Ran's back.

"Ran, this is the Kingdom of Joy I prepared for you."

Lin Ran had been so focused on the beauty clinging to his back that he hadn’t noticed the scenery ahead.

Now, as he looked up, he froze in shock.

The amusement park was already built?

A normal amusement park might take half a year to construct.

But this was Luo Yao’s gift to Lin Ran—of course, the construction would be lightning-fast.

Lin Ran was stunned by the speed. He even considered poaching the workers for his real estate company to speed up the construction of Jingda University’s library.

Two rows of staff stood at the entrance, bowing deeply. "Welcome, Young Master Lin."

Gazing at the massive amusement park, Lin Ran truly felt the power of wealth.

Truthfully, he wasn’t particularly fond of amusement parks—the last time he visited one, he’d vomited until he nearly brought up bile.

But this was Luo Yao’s gift to him. He had no reason, nor any intention, to refuse.

When his eyes landed on the sign above the entrance, Lin Ran’s vision blurred with tears.

"Lin Ran’s Paradise."

An entire amusement park, built for him alone—was this Luo Yao’s brand of domineering romance?

"Do you like it, Ran?"

"I love it."

Lin Ran didn’t enjoy thrill rides, but he adored everything Luo Yao prepared for him.

Luo Yao slid down from his back and took his hand. "Let’s go inside."

The park was fully equipped, with professional staff guiding them.

"Young Master Lin, President Luo, it’s evening now, so indoor attractions would be more suitable. Would you like to experience them? We can also arrange a fireworks display."

Luo Yao glanced at Lin Ran for his opinion. After a brief pause, he replied,

"Yao Yao, I love this gift, but let’s save the rides for next time."

His wife had been exhausted lately—she needed rest, not amusement park thrills.

"Alright, whatever Ran says."

From the introduction, Lin Ran learned that most attractions here were designed without high-altitude spins, tailored specifically for him.

Sometimes, it was the little details that moved people the most.

Did Lin Ran truly dislike amusement parks?

No. At heart, wasn’t he still a child?

He just had acrophobia and motion sickness, which made him wary of such places.

But Luo Yao’s amusement park was perfect for him.

"Ran, I want to watch fireworks."

Luo Yao recalled the breathtaking display from New Year’s Eve, her lips curving into a mesmerizing smile.

Seeing her in good spirits, Lin Ran agreed.

No waiting, no jostling for space—they sat in a private viewing room, each firework bursting like Luo Yao’s declaration of love in the sky.

The fireworks were beautiful, but Lin Ran’s gaze wasn’t on them.

The real beauty was the woman beside him.

Luo Yao nestled closer, and Lin Ran instinctively pulled her into his arms.

He knew exactly what she wanted.

From the start, he’d suspected this fireworks show wasn’t entirely innocent.

"Abu, clear the area," Lin Ran suddenly ordered.

"Understood."

Soon, the amusement park belonged only to Luo Yao and Lin Ran—a night of joy under the colorful lights.

Beneath the fireworks, their dance was passionate, unrestrained, and fearless.

...

By the time they returned to the villa, both were thoroughly satisfied.

Lin Ran’s foresight in preparing nourishing soup proved wise.

That night, $2ying in bed, Luo Yao’s gaze flickered toward a certain specimen collection, her fingers tracing idle patterns on Lin Ran’s chest.

"Ran, don’t come to the group at noon tomorrow either. I’ll… be busy."

Lin Ran noticed the slight hesitation in her eyes. "Make sure you eat."

"Okay. Ran, I—"

Desire surged through Luo Yao, her eyes darkening with hunger.

The night promised no sleep—but the young couple found themselves at an impasse.

She wanted squats; he preferred push-ups.

"Yao Yao, you lost the bet with Lin Tianba last time. You promised I’d take the lead for a month."

Luo Yao blinked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her long lashes fluttering.

"Did I promise? What if I forgot?"

Lin Ran hadn’t expected her to renege, but there was little he could do.

Finally, he grinned. "Why choose? I’ll take both."

The next morning, Lin Ran dropped Luo Yao at the Luo Corporation building. She gave him a long look before heading inside.

Only once she was out of sight did Lin Ran get back into the car.

"Young Master Lin, where to?" Wang Bao asked.

Lin Ran closed his eyes.

Yao Yao must be going to deal with Liu Ruxue. She doesn’t want me there because she doesn’t want me to see the bloodshed.

Fair enough. It’s time to end this. Liu Ruxue has lived too long already.

But letting Yao Yao face it alone is wrong.

He opened his eyes. He wouldn’t follow her—she’d see right through him, especially with the "love" she’d planted in his body.

Instead, he’d join her during the confrontation, making it clear:

No matter what, he would never distance himself from her—only draw closer.

Abu’s phone buzzed. After checking, he reported, "Young Master Lin, Yu Chengqun has arrived at Nuanyao Group."

Lin Ran nodded.

With time to spare, he might as well deal with that scum.

Wang Bao drove toward the nearby Nuanyao Group, while Luo Yao, now in her office, began her preparations.

Lin Ran’s guess was spot-on. The incident with You Qingnan had left a thorn in Luo Yao’s heart.

She never expected Liu Ruxue to still pose a threat from behind bars, manipulating others to target her.

If Liu Ruxue could orchestrate an assassination attempt, who’s to say she wouldn’t threaten Ran someday?

Such a menace couldn’t be allowed to live.

She would never tolerate a threat to Lin Ran’s safety.

She could’ve delegated this task, but when it came to Liu Ruxue, she had to handle it personally.

That white lotus had never harmed her physically—but she’d wounded her heart.

Without her, Lin Ran might’ve belonged to Luo Yao much sooner.

Her gaze turned icy, as if frosting the entire office.

"Liu Meng, come with me."

Liu Meng kept her head bowed. "Yes."

Having worked for Luo Yao for years, she recognized the killing intent in her boss’s aura.