Reborn and Snuggled into the Arms of My Yandere Female Tycoon Wife
Chapter Summary
"But Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s married life wasn’t just "yellow"—it was also sweet without being cloying. It wasn’t that they weren’t making money—it was just that some projects were loss-making, and the company was still in its early growth phase, which was always the most cash-burning stage. Before, he had planned to use Nuanyao Group’s profits to buy her little gifts, but he soon realized the company wasn’t exactly raking in cash.
Wang Bao's car slowly and steadily made its way back to the estate.
He had timed Luo Yao and Lin Ran's conversation perfectly.
"Nice driving skills.
You deserve a bonus," Lin Ran praised as he got out of the car, leaving Wang Bao overwhelmed with gratitude.
Back in the bedroom, it was as if the events at the hospital had been automatically erased from their minds.
They both knew danger could strike at any moment, and the best they could do was to eliminate every threat before it materialized.
This was a process, and much of it had already been completed.
Married life comes in all colors—some couples get stuck in the "green" phase, others in the "yellow.
"But Lin Ran and Luo Yao’s married life wasn’t just "yellow"—it was also sweet without being cloying.
Then Wu Zhishang’s call came through.
"What?
Need money?
" Lin Ran cut straight to the point as soon as he answered.
"Bro Lin, you’re a mind-reader!
I’ve finalized the deal with that sanitary pad manufacturer I had my eye on, but their production capacity is weak.
I want to invest in equipment to ramp up output and maybe even hire a celebrity endorser...
"Lin Ran nodded.
Nuanyao Group had been branching out more and more lately.
"Fine, just give me the number.
""Bro Lin, I love how direct you are.
Not much—just 100 million.
"Nuanyao Group’s liquid assets weren’t exactly plentiful.
Most of the time, the company survived on Lin Ran’s personal injections of capital.
It wasn’t that they weren’t making money—it was just that some projects were loss-making, and the company was still in its early growth phase, which was always the most cash-burning stage.
But making money didn’t matter much to Lin Ran anymore.
After learning the true extent of his wife’s wealth, everything he’d been doing felt like child’s play.
So he came up with a bold idea.
Being a spendthrift husband sounded pretty damn good.
"I’ll give you a billion.
Use it to expand the group.
"There was a long silence on the other end before Wu Zhishang finally asked, uncertain, "How much?
""A billion.
I’ll transfer it to the corporate account later.
Go wild with it.
Whether I can sit back and collect dividends in the future depends on you now.
"Wu Zhishang: "Bro Lin, aren’t you afraid I’ll lose it all?
""Nope.
Even if you do, it won’t affect me.
My wife’s got me covered.
"Wu Zhishang: "...
Shouldn’t have asked.
"After hanging up, Lin Ran looked at Luo Yao in his arms.
"Wife, give me a billion.
"That’s right—Lin Ran was ready to spend Luo Yao’s money.
Before, he had planned to use Nuanyao Group’s profits to buy her little gifts, but he soon realized the company wasn’t exactly raking in cash.
Profitable projects had to cover the losses of others, which only ended up benefiting Suran Group.
But none of that mattered now.
What mattered was that spending his wife’s money would make her happy.
Besides, Lin Ran already had enough saved up to give Luo Yao a wedding of the century.
So why keep chasing profits?
Wasn’t living off his wife’s wealth just as satisfying?
Sure enough, Luo Yao blinked in surprise before her eyes curved into crescents.
"Is a billion enough?
How about ten billion?
"Luo Yao had never been afraid of Lin Ran’s ventures.
Even if every single one failed, it didn’t matter—she had money to spare.
"A billion is more than enough to start with.
"Lin Ran suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Wu Zhishang’s measly 5% stake.
In the future, Nuanyao Group could very well grow into a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate.
And given Lin Ran’s personality, he wouldn’t dilute the shares unnecessarily—there was no need.
Which meant Wu Zhishang’s net worth would...
"Old Wu, I’m basically your godfather now.
If you don’t show me proper respect in the future, karma’s gonna get you.
"As for whether Nuanyao Group could become a corporate giant—well, that was up to Wu Zhishang now.
Meanwhile, the finance department of Nuanyao Group, now flush with a billion in funding, stopped pretending.
"Our company’s loaded.
What’re you gonna do about it?
"The planning team immediately drafted a proposal and reached out to suitable celebrity endorsers.
The brand name was finalized: No Leaks Sanitary Pads.
The acquired factory and its original staff were retained, seamlessly integrated—only the branding changed.
The most critical aspect was the raw materials.
Though the original factory hadn’t been profitable, its product quality was solid.
Wu Zhishang upgraded the materials further, and not just through simple procurement.
This was partly thanks to Zhang Xinyan.
When Lin Ran first mentioned the idea, Wu Zhishang had started scouting for manufacturers.
During the New Year, he "coincidentally" learned that Zhang Xinyan’s hometown produced cotton.
So he worked to connect the dots.
After weeks of effort, he established a fully integrated supply chain—from raw material sourcing, processing, and production to packaging and even sales.
He even planned to get involved in cotton cultivation starting this year.
To keep costs low for consumers, he skipped supermarkets entirely, opting for direct online orders and offline delivery.
Why?
Because Nuanyao Group’s in-house influencers already had enough clout to handle the sales alone.
This streamlined approach not only slashed costs but also ensured quality.
As for celebrity endorsements?
They had ready-made candidates.
No, not Chen Qingtian—but two men: Zhang Xiaolong and Shen Jingbing.
Zhang Xiaolong had acted in short dramas before and had some exposure, while Shen Jingbing, despite having no acting credits, was a wildly eccentric streamer with a massive following.
Since both were under Nuanyao Media, it made perfect sense.
In the livestream, they skeptically tested the waters.
Zhang Xiaolong: "Brothers—uh, sisters!
No Leaks Sanitary Pads—guaranteed quality, no leaks, no fluorescent powder, no shortchanging, no shady materials...
"Shen Jingbing: "Ladies—my sisters, my moms, my aunties!
Every single influencer, artist, and staff member in our company uses these.
Everyone swears by them!
Say goodbye to gynecological issues—choose No Leaks!
"Two grown men selling sanitary pads in a livestream turned out to be an unexpectedly huge hit.
Not just them—other Nuanyao Group influencers also rode the wave, smashing their sales targets.
None of them had ever imagined they’d go viral by selling sanitary pads.
Pre-orders skyrocketed, and the factory’s machines practically started smoking from round-the-clock production.
Wu Zhishang poured even more into scaling up output.
Nuanyao Group had just unlocked a brand-new market.
This success fueled Wu Zhishang’s ambition, making him see even more paths to victory.
Meanwhile, Nuanyao Media began filming a new short drama: After Rebirth, My Yandere Husband Spoils Me Rotten.
Watching Nuanyao Group’s transformation, Lin Ran felt a swell of pride—like a father watching his son finally grow up.
That night, Lin Ran woke up feeling sticky with sweat.
He opened his eyes to find Luo Yao drenched, her brow furrowed tightly.
Was Yao Yao having a nightmare?