I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 282: Guess Who He Is

INF Corporation Building.

11:23 PM.

Ye Xi sat among three monitors, her fingers furiously tapping on the keyboard.

She adjusted her glasses expressionlessly and turned towards the large screen, muttering to herself, "That dead girl, so pretty just riding on that face to dominate the big screen."

On the 30-meter-wide horizontal screen, the camera was focused tightly on Qiao Suisui, who had just finished showering. A towel casually draped over her shoulders, wisps of hair on her forehead still dripping with water, her face incredibly pure and clean.

She was sitting at a desk, seriously writing something.

At the same time, barrage comments continuously floated across the screen—

[Honey, give me a kiss]

[My wife is so beautiful]

[Someone, where is the shower scene, why isn’t it shown, I practically live in this streaming room]

[What can’t this distinguished top fan watch? Really feeling excluded]

[Lsp roll out, protect the female goose]

[What’s the situation now, haven’t logged in for a few days, any kind soul care to update the progress?]

[Player 002’s world has ended, now rebuilding…]

[Oh my, I just love the drama of desperate beauty]

[Wait, is this the next plot point?]

Ye Xi looked at the live comments continuing to refresh even late into the night, pulled down on her phone to check the streaming donation amount, and counted the zeros with a finger, "One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand…."

She rubbed her eyes, never before had she felt money was so easy to earn. Ye Xi thought she should have asked Han Chen for more.

Several days earlier, after Qiao Suisui had entered the game world,

Ye Xi raced against time and locked down the problem code within ten minutes.

A technician anxiously asked, "Miss Ye, there’s only 8 minutes left, can you fix it?"

"Usually not."

"Ah?"

Ye Xi, without taking her eyes off the screen and her hands continuously at work, responded: "But I’m not usual."

At that moment, Han Chen also arrived at the control center, watching the game’s real-time situation on the screen, a quick flash of light crossing his eyes.

"Where’s the operations department, connect to the live stream."

The manager, baffled, asked cautiously, "President Han, you mean now?"

"What else?" Han Chen clapped his hands forcefully, shouting, "Get moving, we lose tens of thousands every minute delayed."

The whole work zone instantly became as busy as ants on a hot pan.

After a long interruption, the live stream resumed, and the host quickly warmed up the audience before getting straight to the point.

"Next, we will broadcast the gaming world of Player 002."

The scene switched to Qiao Suisui and Zong Fang reuniting in a wine cellar. The number of viewers in the stream escalated rapidly.

Han Chen asked, "How many viewers now?"

"19.86 million, and that’s just organic traffic."

"Tell the placement guys to alert the platforms, push it through several high traffic pools simultaneously."

He snapped his fingers at the technical manager, "Get ready, and don’t let any technical issues screw us up at the crucial moment."

"Understood."

"Emily, ask the PR and promotional departments to immediately coordinate tweets tempting viewers, tonight is special, no need for budget approval, if necessary, buy out all the billboards in the major cities."

"Got it, President Han."

Han Chen rested his arms on the table, his gaze tightly locked onto the people in the screen.

Only 2 minutes and 13 seconds left till the elimination program.

"Done!"

Ye Xi rotated her shoulders and said, "Repair complete, now I will cancel the eradication program."

"Wait a moment."

Han Chen walked over and asked Ye Xi, "What impact will it have on the game world if we cancel it now?"

"No impact, just that players will receive a notification."

"Is there any way to turn off the notification?"

Ye Xi frowned.

She knew Han Chen too well; this business tycoon always aimed to solve problems in a way that maximized value.

"Do you want Suisui to stay inside?"

Han Chen shrugged, "Why not? One live stream can earn me a million."

"Profiteer."

He was well accustomed to that appraisal.

"Anyway, you’re on the same boat with me now. If the game is promoted well, there’s only good, no bad for you. Also, it’d be easier for her to expand the market in the inner land in the future."

Ye Xi was noncommittal about this, but her first concern was Qiao Suisui’s feelings: "You can’t keep her in the dark forever, can you?"

"She’s so smart, and when she realizes, she will find a way to contact you. We can talk about it then."

Ye Xi gave him a cold look. freewebnσvel.cѳm

So, for the next two weeks, Ye Xi stayed vigilant there, in case Qiao Suisui faced any issues in the game world.

Han Chen had people broadcast Qiao Suisui’s gameplay every day, cutting the highlights into short video montages.

Back to the present moment on the screen, Qiao Suisui wrote down a streaming code, trying to communicate with Ye Xi.

"Ye Xi, are you okay? Did Han Chen give you any trouble?"

Ye Xi had already prepared her explanation, but upon seeing that line on the computer, she felt a sudden pang of emotion.

Instead of immediately asking why she wasn’t informed about the cancellation of the eradication, or inquiring about the current outside world situation, the first sentence was about caring for her, worrying about her.

She deleted the words she had typed and re-entered them one by one.

"I’m fine; everything is fine, you can rest easy. The eradication program has been canceled, and you can log out anytime you want."

Actually, Qiao Suisui had nearly guessed that the eradication was canceled because the catastrophic events had improved, but the aftermath like split open lands, collapsed buildings, displaced Beastmen, and chaotic traffic still hadn’t been resolved.

She knew there were many urgent issues to solve in the real world, but she found it hard to leave the game world behind.

Holding the pen, unsure of how to respond, a pair of warm, dry hands touched the top of her head.

While Ye Xi was still waiting for Qiao Suisui’s message, a man appeared on the screen. The close-up shot framed only Qiao Suisui, so only the lower half of the man’s body behind her was visible.

Yet even just that half had the streaming room explode.

"I bet that’s Zong Fang."

"Bullshit, you guys are Zong Fang fanatics, can’t even recognize the real one, that’s my daddy Ruka!"

"Looks like it’s not Zong Fang from his hand."

"Must be Carl."

"With clothes that homely, definitely not Ruka; he only wears military uniforms or dress shirts."

"Ah! Let me act in a few episodes."

"Why not ask me to help you dry it? You’ll get a headache later."

Onscreen, the man picked up the towel from her shoulder, covered her head with it, and gently rubbed.

The Qiao Suisui whose face was half-covered by the towel said, "It’s such a hassle; it’ll dry soon enough."

The man, as if punishing her, pinched her earlobe.

Her disrupted hair fluttered, covering the upper half of her face but revealing her pointed chin. The stark contrast of black hair against her pale skin was vivid as she tilted her head looking at the man behind her.

From this angle, her slender neck and sharply contoured jaw were perfectly captured.

The man’s long, powerful hand naturally cradled her delicate chin, and a second later, he leaned down and kissed her.