[{"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-370":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},1460116,1908,"Chapter 370","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-370",370,"\u003Cp>Because they were truly at the end of their rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your biological father's place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the luxury car, Lin Ran exhaled, feeling refreshed and invigorated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Lin, where are we heading?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, his phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, Principal Tang, can you speak normally?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, it’s almost vacation time. Could you come back to campus and check in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran was baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I’m still a student?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had completely forgotten he was still an undergrad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang on the other end was equally stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Lin Ran been so caught up in his fun this semester that he forgot his student status?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran: \"Alright, got it. But cut the nonsense and get to the point.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang: \"Nothing escapes you, does it? Here’s the thing—we’re gearing up for the next semester’s admissions, and we’d like you to be our spokesperson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran was floored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our school is short on students?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang: \"Not students—but top-tier talent. Sure, we offer the highest scholarships, but we’re still a step behind the elite universities. Some people just don’t care about money, and I don’t get what’s so great about Tsinghua or Peking University. Our faculty is just as strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they don’t care about money, what can I do? All I’ve got is cash.\"The rightful source is novel·fıre·net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some may not need money, but celebrity influence? That’s another story.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me? A celebrity? I’m just a name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang grew frantic. \"Who says you’re not a celebrity? Do you know how many followers you have? Over 20 million on Douyin! That’s serious clout. We’ve lined up influencers for the campaign, but you’re the only choice for spokesperson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran couldn’t help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine. Since you didn’t hassle me all semester, I’ll do it. Just tell me what you need.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang: \"You’re the best, Mr. Lin! We’d like you to record a video promoting the school. These days, universities start scouting talent six months in advance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can include some extras—campus posters, certificates, scholarship details, Luo Yao, that kind of thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it... Anything else? If not, I’m hanging up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\" Principal Tang hurriedly stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Lin, one more thing. About your promise to create more job openings...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Lin Ran understood—this was Principal Tang’s real headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next semester was graduation season, and many students hadn’t even interned yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d think graduates from a top school like Jingda wouldn’t struggle to find jobs, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, well... not so simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even elite grads face challenges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do employers want these days? Just a degree?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A degree matters, but experience counts for more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who the hell is born with work experience?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, start a business then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most entrepreneurs barely scrape by, and only a handful make it. The average lifespan of a company in China? Just over two years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The market’s saturated. No matter the industry, breaking in is tough. Overtaking the giants? Good luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for those who keep studying for grad school... well, let’s not go there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looks ambitious, but the struggle is real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wang, turn around. We’re heading to Jingda University.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, when Lin Ran returned to campus, the students were excited but not as frenzied as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, the school had implemented new rules—specifically to protect popular students like Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s be honest: these rules existed because of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Principal Tang had also received orders from Luo Yao: no mobbing Lin Ran, especially by female students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second reason for the restraint? Luo Yao herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, everyone knew how fiercely possessive she was of Lin Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it wasn’t obvious. But after her return from Shanghai, the chilling stories made many back off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the fangirls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Luo Yao could take down three major families, what chance did ordinary students have?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t about to test her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Lin Ran, long time no see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran turned and saw Zhang Xiaonuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t oblivious. Since getting with Luo Yao, he’d become hyper-aware of romantic undercurrents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao had once claimed Zhang Xiaonuan had feelings for him. Back then, Lin Ran had brushed it off: \"I’m not cash—not every girl is into me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yao said it was intuition. Lin Ran had joked, \"Your intuition might be off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now? Turns out women’s intuition is scarily accurate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in Luo Corporation’s office, Luo Yao’s expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grip on her phone tightened dangerously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A defining trait of yanderes? When they sense a threat—when their lover might slip away—their obsessive possessiveness flares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah Ran... you dare go on a date with Zhang Xiaonuan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran knew Luo Yao had planted a tracker on him. What he didn’t know? There was also a microphone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiaonuan: \"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran didn’t seek privacy. They sat on a cold, open bench on campus. The icy seat felt like it froze his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Zhang Xiaonuan shivering beside him, he felt no sympathy. No offer of warmth or comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you like me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran cut straight to the chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question stunned not just him but also Luo Yao, who was already rushing over, waiting for Zhang Xiaonuan’s answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ran: \"Speak your mind. No need to hide it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiaonuan: \"I... don’t have feelings for you, Senior Lin Ran. I’m just grateful you saved me once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her answer surprised him. Was it genuine? If so, Luo Yao had overreacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, then Zhang Xiaonuan was a good person—lying to spare him guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl like her, wasting affection on someone who could never return it? That wasn’t fair to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see. You don’t need to thank me, though. Saving you was just a coincidence. You should thank your brother instead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",961,"2026-06-06T02:25:33.738Z",1,"novelbin.me","d1e0f5c9a4cce41be24e3d7134721373fc204749d090b9c7d3f0920bc93a4b08","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-371","reborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--chapter-369",536,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-and-snuggled-into-the-arms-of-my-yandere--cover.jpg"]