[{"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-362":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},1460108,1908,"Chapter 362","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-362",362,"\u003Cp>\"Miss Chen, shall I show you something interesting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watching a livestream.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran and Luo Yao went to change clothes, while Uncle Fu had the servants turn on the projector so he and Chen Qingtian could watch Lin Jian's livestream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just because Lin Ran wasn’t watching didn’t mean others weren’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu had developed a strange addiction to following Lin Jian’s downfall. He couldn’t wait to see just how miserably the Lin family would end up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the livestream began, Chen Qingtian was immediately greeted by Lin Jian’s disgustingly smug face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, this guy’s face is downright revolting!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, Lin Jian wasn’t actually bad-looking—he had a boy-next-door charm, while Lin Ran was more of a bright, cheerful type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, everyone! It’s Lin Jian here—so glad to see you all again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he spoke, the chat exploded with: [\"Glad my ass!\"].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jian might not be ugly, but his personality was vile. Just thinking about the things he’d done made people want to vomit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, a new phrase had gone viral online:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When insulting someone particularly repulsive, people would say, \"You’re so Lin Jian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had become a full-blown meme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, the term \"Lin Jian\" didn’t just mean disgusting—it covered everything from being a scumbag, an idiot, a trashy man, to even incestuous tendencies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qingtian turned to Uncle Fu. \"Can I gift him money and then file for a minor refund?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Fu paused. \"You could. Need me to handle it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qingtian shook her head. \"Nah, if the refund fails, I’d just be throwing money at a dog. I’d rather spend it on buying razor blades to mail to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would you like Lin Jian’s address?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qingtian blinked in surprise. \"You have his address?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course. Young Master Lin arranged it,\" Uncle Fu said matter-of-factly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Qingtian rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, \"My cousin really knows how to play the game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hatred for Lin Jian ran deeper than most—after all, he had bullied her cousin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What neither Uncle Fu nor Chen Qingtian expected was that Lin Jian had started selling products again—and this time, he sold even more than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On screen, Lin Jian frowned as he promoted his goods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Family, the initial stock is sold out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[2025 My Readers Are All Rich]: Then restock! I didn’t get any—you’re so Lin Jian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jian: \"Here’s the thing, family—I’ve slashed the prices, but quantities are limited. Still, just for you, I’ll pull some strings and release another batch!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[No Hiatus During Holidays]: Just sell the stuff, I’ll buy it. Stop calling us ‘family’—who the hell are you calling family? You’re so damn Lin Jian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jian: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did \"so Lin Jian\" even mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren’t these all supposed to be haters? Why did it feel like they actually liked him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encouraged, Lin Jian doubled down on his efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, his products sold out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But despite the numbers, he wasn’t happy—because he still had to worry about returns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This livestream was a gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one wanted to partner with him, and the only one who did had set an unusual condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, deals were based on sales, followers, or performance—but this partner bet on the return rate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Lin Jian wasn’t entirely without confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smug grin twisted his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The Path to a Woman’s Heart]: Holy crap, his mouth just twitched. Someone tear him apart before he turns into the Dragon King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Beauty’s Desire]: Wait, why’s he smiling? What’s so funny about being such a Lin Jian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jian’s smirk vanished, replaced by a pitiful expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Family, my dear father has always been the person I respect and love most. But look at what’s become of him… My brother hates us, and I don’t blame him—after all, he’s not as weak as I am…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He launched into a sob story, and this time, Lin Tianba played along perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, as the Lin family milked their tragedy, Luo Yao emerged by the pool in a bikini, where Lin Ran had been waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her like this for the first time was beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran’s mind buzzed, and he had to mentally recite calming mantras to suppress the overwhelming desire threatening to burst out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ran, let’s play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran gulped. He didn’t understand why, after his rebirth, he had zero resistance to Luo Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn’t been like this in his past life.Read full story at n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that he disliked it—but it was so frequent he feared he might run dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yao, swimming’s fine, but there’s one problem—I’m not great in water. What do I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran was terrible at swimming—barely able to stay afloat, let alone actually swim. He’d always avoided water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, I’ll teach you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Lin Ran noticed a strange glint in Luo Yao’s eyes—something almost… excited?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"O-okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was winter, and the outdoors were freezing, but the heated pool wasn’t just warm—the entire pool area was temperature-controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Ran stepped in, Luo Yao slipped into the water like a mermaid, darting toward him in one smooth motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wife, you’re amazing at everything. Unlike me—useless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I trained since childhood. Had to learn everything, or I’d die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran’s heart ached. Luo Yao’s past had been far harsher than his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internet called him the \"most tragic young master,\" but compared to Luo Yao, his suffering was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How big was the gap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole nation knew Lin Ran’s past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could even begin to fathom Luo Yao’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hers was the kind of story that couldn’t be shown in movies—that was the difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yao, I’ll spend my whole life healing my little demon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao stuck out her tongue playfully, her adorable expression melting Lin Ran completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What if, in the end, I’m still a demon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt strange to her. In the past, whenever Lin Ran called her \"demon,\" his voice dripped with hatred, chilling her to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he still called her \"demon,\" but it sounded sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Titles didn’t matter—what mattered was who said them, and how.\u003C\u002Fp>",1010,"2026-06-06T02:25:33.738Z",1,"novelbin.me","3eb6157709c088649a1f7bf91e4d4db5352d3f408bb535c52e70a0db725ff3b8","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-363","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-361",536,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--cover.jpg"]