I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game

Ruka remained silent, bowed his head to light a cigarette, and his golden hair dazzled under the sunlight. Coupled with his excellent proportions, he stood at the school entrance, causing passersby to frequently look back.

Leberli did not urge him, just firmly sat on his throne, quietly watching him.

After a while, Ruka pinched out the cigarette in his palm and said, "Let's do it this way."

...

Qiao Suisui spent a very comfortable day in the house Dr. Zong Fang had given her. When she woke up in the morning, a nutritious meal was already prepared. After eating, she took a comfortable bath, then went to choose clothes in the walk-in closet. Calling it a walk-in closet was an understatement; the entire room had been transformed into a built-in wardrobe, with outfits for spring, summer, autumn, and winter neatly arranged by shades of color. The shoe cabinet took up two whole walls, divided into small compartments. Adjacent, a tea-colored glass cabinet displayed various types of jewelry and accessories, all sorted into categories.

Qiao Suisui, trying to reach a pair of champagne-colored high heels, already had Zong Fang behind her, taking them down for her.

"Want to wear these? Then don't plan on walking today," Zong Fang said as he kneeled on one knee to help her put on the shoes, which were not very high at 3.5 centimeters, but he had read in books that it's best not to wear high heels during pregnancy.

By then, Qiao Suisui had already changed into a matching dress, her long hair cascading down her back, her demeanor tranquil and lovely, more akin to a porcelain doll. Her feet were petite, almost the size from a man's fingertip to the base of his palm. Her fair feet in these elegant high heels made Zong Fang stare a bit too long, feeling a desire surge up from his lower abdomen.

He suddenly felt that wearing these shoes wasn't necessarily a bad idea, he could always carry her if needed.

"Isn't the banquet tonight quite formal? Wouldn't it be inappropriate to wear flat shoes?"

"Who cares about them, as long as you're comfortable, that's what matters," he replied.

Zong Fang was attending a banquet in the scientific community tonight. Although it was called a gathering of researchers, many influential figures from politics and business would be present, and researchers took the opportunity to seek investments. However, Zong Fang didn't really need to seek investments, for the projects he worked on were highly sought after and he wouldn't bother with small investments.

In fact, he had never attended such a banquet in previous years, sometimes even discarding the invitations.

But this time was different, he wanted to introduce Qiaoqiao to the people around him. Ideally, he wished everyone to know how well-matched they were. A spousal relationship, after all, was a private affair, but by publicly showing her at his side, it was as if declaring she was his and to damn well stop coveting her.

But he would not share this selfish thought with Qiao Suisui. Taking her hand, a look of slight difficulty appeared on his usually arrogant face. He said, "Tonight is key to deciding the projects for the upcoming year. Qiaoqiao, it's a hassle, but I need you to come with me. After all, they prefer investing in people with stable partner relationships."

Qiao Suisui didn't doubt him; she understood this logic. At certain levels, trust built from stable family relations was crucial, especially for cautious investors who placed high importance on family ties. This was why scandals could ruin a businessman.

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"Don't worry, I will help you," she assured.

Zong Fang smiled and kissed her, "Good girl Qiaoqiao, you don't have to do anything tonight, just stay by my side."

The two arrived at the venue by Flying Ship. Zong Fang, dressed formally, looked like a clothing model. As soon as he stepped off the Flying Ship, a flurry of flashbulbs surrounded him.

A Cow Beastman wielding a large camera snapped away, but a White Rat Beastman dressed in British style quietly warned him, "Stop shooting, that's Dr. Zong Fang, famously unpredictable. We better be careful."

"Oh, oh," the Cow Beastman quickly retracted his camera, only to see that the 'unpredictable' man didn't just leave. Instead, he turned around, facing the Flying Ship, as if talking to someone inside.

Soon after, a pair of snow-white, perfectly straight legs descended from the Flying Ship, the champagne-colored high heels making the already slender legs even more enticing.

Qiao Suisui placed her hand on Zong Fang's arm, supporting him as they disembarked the Flying Ship. The scene fell silent, the crowd that had been snapping photos was stunned. After a brief silence, a frenzy of flashing lights and shouts broke out.

"Dr. Zong Fang, is this your spouse? Could you say a few words?"

"Dr. Zong Fang, look this way."

"Dr. Zong Fang, over here."

Qiao Suisui squinted slightly, unaccustomed to the intense light. Zong Fang noticed this immediately and covered her eyes with his hand, pulling her into his embrace. When he turned back around, his expression had cooled, frightening everyone into silence.

No one dared to take more photos. Zong Fang led Qiao Suisui slowly into the banquet hall. After signing their names on the signature wall and being received by others, the White Rat Beastman seized the chance to rapidly snap dozens of photos, all of backsides.

He quickly edited them and posted directly on Star Nebula.

#Today's News! Scientific genius Zong Fang has secretly wed, and this is what his spouse looks like#

Meanwhile, the competitor who had just managed to capture a bit of Qiao Suisui's profile was frantically typing to their boss: Boss, hurry and dig up information on this female, the top trend will be ours!

Everyone was still relishing the moment Qiao Suisui had appeared, so much so that they had no interest in photographing those who came after her.

As the grand doors opened, it felt to Qiao Suisui like she was entering a golden hall. The dazzlingly lavish decor, a huge crystal ceiling, and the neatly arranged round tables where Beastmen chatted in twos and threes with glasses in hand; it all seemed like an unreal dream.

Zong Fang held her hand tightly, suddenly appearing in everyone's view. Everyone wore a look of surprise; among them, there were also females in attendance, but in small numbers. Most were simply stunned by Qiao Suisui's beauty.

"Miss, would you like a drink?" a bowtie-wearing attendant inquired attentively, appearing beside her with a tray. Before Qiao Suisui could respond, Zong Fang interjected, "Give her a cup of hot milk."

At this kind of event, who would want hot milk!

Qiao Suisui's face flushed, and she tugged gently at his hem, protesting softly, "I don't want milk."

Zong Fang looked at her embarrassed expression, a smile playing on his lips. He couldn't help but keep looking at her as he asked, "Then what would you like to drink?"

Qiao Suisui directly said to the attendant, "Do you have anything non-alcoholic?"

The attendant promptly obliged.

Zong Fang continued to whisper amusing words in her ear, appearing to outsiders as a couple deeply in love. Just then, a tall and thin figure appeared. Qiao Suisui noticed the shadow over her head, turned her head to look, and froze.

"Suisui, long time no see."

Qiao Suisui stepped forward excitedly, exclaiming, "Lanze, where have you been?"