[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere-":3,"chapter-reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-299":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reborn and Snuggled into the Arms of My Yandere Female Tycoon Wife",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1460293,1908,"Chapter 299","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-299",299,"\u003Cp>To be honest, the food was quite good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the host's tastes had already been recorded in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right after the meal, Luo Yao looked at Lin Ran with puppy-dog eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his wife like this, Lin Ran finally lost his temper and couldn’t hold back anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Tong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Lin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smash this table and replace it immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua stared at Lin Ran in disbelief, utterly confused by his sudden outburst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From watching the livestreams, she hadn’t noticed anything unusual about Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next time we eat here, I expect to see a table that meets my standards. Otherwise, you can consider yourself fired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Luo Yao appeared to be the host, the true master here was Lin Ran—after all, the place had been a gift from Luo Yao to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua felt cold sweat trickling down her back. She never expected the hosts to be so difficult to please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what exactly constituted a \"satisfactory\" table?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Uncle Fu approached and kindly reminded her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Lin and the young miss don’t need such a formal dining table. A smaller one would do—something where they can easily feed each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua: \"A table that small?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu then pointed at the chairs. \"And these chairs—bolted to the floor? Who the hell designed this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua blinked at the chairs. \"These... these are high-end marble chairs. They’re too heavy to move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Little Tong happened to smash one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua winced at the sight—those chairs were worth a fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the table was too big, and the chairs were too heavy—that’s the problem?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu gave her a sympathetic look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe it’s you. Remember, never disturb the young miss and Young Master Lin during meals—unless you want to become part of the menu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization hit Jiang Feihua like a bolt of lightning, and she immediately bowed to Uncle Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for the advice, Steward Zhang. I understand now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua felt the need to prove her professionalism, especially since she believed herself far more competent than this old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to thank me. You still have a lot of room for improvement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Lin Ran was about to leave, he turned and caught Uncle Fu and Jiang Feihua exchanging glances. He quickly snapped a photo with his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could come in handy later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little did he know, those photos would prove useful that very night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this moment on, Lin Ran had found Uncle Fu’s weakness—the key to keeping the old man in check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Jiang Feihua, after thanking Uncle Fu, maintained a five-meter distance behind Luo Yao and Lin Ran, ready to attend to their needs at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao clung to Lin Ran’s arm. \"A-Ran, were you upset because you couldn’t feed me yourself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm. And that damn chair kept me from sitting close to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao practically draped herself over Lin Ran, refusing to let go. She leaned in and playfully nipped at his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Ran... only you can make me feel this happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her warm breath sent Lin Ran spiraling into bliss. Even as a long-time couple, their intimacy remained as sweet as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The staff in Shanghai had never interacted with the hosts before. Though they’d \"met\" Luo Yao and Lin Ran through the employee handbook, $2hose cold, written descriptions couldn’t capture their daily dynamic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, they’d seen the couple’s livestreams and were prepared for the inevitable dog food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they hadn’t expected to be force-fed so abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young miss and Young Master Lin were just too sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua’s constant shadowing from five meters away irritated Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don’t have anything urgent, you don’t need to follow us. We’ll call if we need you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua: \"Young Master Lin, as the estate manager, it’s my duty—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost.\" Luo Yao’s icy tone was a stark contrast to the coquettish girl who’d just been clinging to Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua wasn’t part of Luo Corporation—she’d been hired by Liu Meng to manage the estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her interactions with Luo Yao had been minimal; in fact, she’d never even met her in person before today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, her professionalism was being dismissed, and she couldn’t help but resent it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she forced a smile and retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yao Yao, you’re amazing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At everything...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran’s praise was genuine, not mere flattery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My greatest achievement is making A-Ran mine—and mine alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran: \"Or you could say I let you control me because I want to be your plaything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao flashed a smile that was both dreamy and slightly twisted. \"Then let’s rest. I can’t wait any longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when they reached the bedroom, bad news arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Flo—the worst kind of visitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Ran, you’re not mad at me, are you? Should I just take some medicine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran immediately covered her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t let you hurt yourself. Now, go to sleep. Once we’ve settled things in Shanghai, I’ll let you go wild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His promise lit a fire in Luo Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, they needed to wrap things up in Shanghai as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the three major families would bleed—and even Samsung would suffer a crippling blow, sliding into decline...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waterbed was still a bed, and Lin Ran found the strange sensation oddly comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even during rest, the bodyguards maintained a 24\u002F7 patrol rotation nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Late at night, Jiang Feihua sought out Uncle Fu in his quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Steward Zhang, would you honor me with a meal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She figured she might as well learn from the old man—after all, he’d served Luo Yao and Young Master Lin for years and knew their habits inside out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, Jiang Feihua feared being replaced. She needed to stay at the estate—no, she needed to stay by Luo Yao’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu raised an eyebrow. \"I already have a woman I like.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua: \"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu: \"But I’ll still give you this chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua had hoped for some wisdom, but now she just thought the old man was full of himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How... flattering,\" she said dryly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, Jiang Feihua was looking down on Uncle Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, what kind of butler wore a Tang suit? He looked less like a steward and more like a folk artist about to perform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his experience, his casual attitude toward the hosts made him utterly unprofessional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If given the chance, she could easily win over Young Master Lin and the young miss—maybe even replace Uncle Fu as the head of the Kyoto estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, when it came to professionalism, she was the real expert.\u003C\u002Fp>",1114,"2026-06-06T02:25:33.738Z",1,"novelbin.me","e532043d604fa263ebcb3acab15dede22df91e68986d026893a6103d10abcc75","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-99","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-98",536,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--cover.jpg"]