[{"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-322":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},1459918,1908,"Chapter 322","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-322",322,"\u003Cp>Luo Yao: \"Is this your first day following me? What kind of weird noise is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Meng immediately explained, \"I'm sorry, President Luo. Take a look at this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Meng directly handed over the tablet. Luo Yao took it and was momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen was a person's profile—quite intriguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Dig deeper into this. Find out what this woman is really up to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Luo Yao hadn't said so, Liu Meng would have investigated further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman with such an identity working at a branch of Luo Corporation—what exactly was she planning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car returned to the estate, where Jiang Feihua stood in front of the villa to greet them. Luo Yao glanced at her but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the kitchen, Luo Yao intended to cook with Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran agreed but didn’t let Luo Yao handle the utensils, only assigning her the task of prepping ingredients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed, and soon a table full of delicious-looking dishes was served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them stared at the food in silence before simultaneously glancing at Uncle Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu's eyes flickered. \"Young Master Lin, Miss, would you like someone to taste-test your cooking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua, who had been watching Uncle Fu's easy rapport with the masters with discomfort, suddenly saw an opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll do it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, though Luo Yao's gaze remained icy, she surprisingly nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua felt gratified. She hadn’t expected Uncle Fu to pass up such a chance to flatter them—how had he even become the butler?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how the food tasted, she’d shower them with praise. Who didn’t like being complimented?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Luo Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her flattery wasn’t just empty words—it was an art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time to show Uncle Fu the power of eloquence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With practiced elegance, she picked up a small piece of stir-fried chicken with her chopsticks, placed it on a small plate, and took a delicate bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just good—it was beyond her expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had assumed that Luo Yao, a pampered heiress, and Lin Ran, raised in luxury, couldn’t possibly cook well. At best, the dishes might look presentable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was far better than she’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must say, Miss Luo and Young Master Lin’s stir-fried chicken is the best I’ve ever tasted. The aroma, the perfect balance of spices, the lingering aftertaste—it’s so well-cooked that just one bite could make anyone happy. If a depressed person ate this, I bet they’d feel better instantly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not only is it delicious, but it’s also good for health—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao’s gaze sharpened like a blade. \"Finished?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua stiffened and immediately lowered her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you’re done, try the other dishes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not daring to disobey, Jiang Feihua sampled the rest of the dishes, each time with the same refined manners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had initially thought Lin Ran might just be good at stir-fried chicken, but every dish was exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a professional manager, she had tasted plenty of gourmet food, yet Lin Ran’s skills rivaled those of top-tier chefs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t exaggerating—she genuinely found the food delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the food was so good, why wasn’t she allowed to praise it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t the point of tasting to get feedback?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, Jiang Feihua offered a polite smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Luo, Young Master Lin, the food is excellent. You may eat now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She figured keeping it simple would avoid Luo Yao’s irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely that couldn’t be wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, to her surprise, the masters didn’t touch their chopsticks. Even Uncle Fu watched her calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the trio’s gaze, Jiang Feihua’s confidence wavered. Was she making another mistake?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had they discovered something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She expected them to say something, but they remained silent, staring at her for a full five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Feihua was on the verge of breaking. Who could endure such scrutiny without fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat trickled down her back. Should she kneel and confess?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweat grew heavier, her discomfort mounting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until she realized—something was seriously wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t take their stares anymore. She felt dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, she collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Luo, Young Master Lin… I… I think I’m sick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu looked unsurprised. Lin Ran sighed. Luo Yao coldly said, \"Send her to the hospital.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The estate had private doctors, but they were for the masters. Sending Jiang Feihua to a public hospital was perfectly reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Jiang Feihua was taken away, Lin Ran shook his head in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yao Yao, your cooking is terrifying. I watched you prep every step, and I was the main chef, yet you still managed to send someone to the hospital. How do you do it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao was silent for a moment. Even she didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time in the capital, when Uncle Fu had collapsed, she’d even sent the food for inspection—the results came back: \"No issues.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet people still couldn’t eat it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe the heavens sent you, A’Ran, to love me so I don’t have to cook?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao cracking a joke?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran had truly lived to see the day. He chuckled. \"You’re right. From now on, I’ll cook for you. Just sit back and enjoy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To stay safe, they stuck to dishes Luo Yao hadn’t touched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Uncle Fu’s earpiece buzzed. His brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Lin, Miss Luo—Lin Tianba and his son have gone live.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran was stunned. \"What? Who’s live?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered if he’d misheard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lin Tianba and Lin Jian, along with Liu Yuemei—all three are on camera.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran nearly laughed out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a joke. Every nobody wants a piece of the influencer pie now, huh? Project the livestream. Perfect entertainment for dinner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Luo Yao chewed her food thoughtfully, as if the meal had suddenly gained flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu smoothly cast the livestream onto the dining room’s projector screen, dimming the lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as netizens have half a brain, Lin Tianba’s going to get roasted into oblivion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the stream appeared, Lin Jian’s face filled the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The background was a mess—Lin Jian had deliberately obscured any clues to their location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single window was visible, hiding any outdoor scenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stream had been running for over ten minutes—it started while Jiang Feihua was taste-testing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trying to play the victim card for clout?\" Lin Ran saw through Lin Jian’s scheme instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting. Let’s see what nonsense they’re up to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1055,"2026-06-06T02:25:33.739Z",1,"novelbin.me","1c40548fac81011b95ccd182d2841d498b3de859f693c42345dd2c57241885ca","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-323","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-321",536,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--cover.jpg"]