I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 88: Caught Again

At the party, Qiao Suisui let out a delicate yawn, feeling somewhat bored.

Zong Fang noticed and tightened the arm that was wrapped around her waist a bit, looking down he asked, "Tired?"

"My legs are a bit sore."

"I told you not to wear these shoes." The man lightly scolded her, but immediately put down his wine glass and bent to pick her up. Qiao Suisui was startled and quickly patted his shoulder, urging him to stop.

"Aren't you tired?"

"Even so, you can't do this, there are so many people here... everyone is watching..." Her face felt a bit hot. She had just gotten used to the crowd's gazes, but now felt uncomfortable again.

Zong Fang, completely amiable, snapped his fingers at a servant and then handed him a card, instructing, "Buy me a few pairs of comfortable women's flat shoes."

Qiao Suisui popped her head out and said, "One pair is enough, I'm not a centipede."

Zong Fang glanced at her with drooping eyelids, a slight smile on his lips, and said, "You're not a centipede, you're a tormenting spirit."

The servant, not daring to delay, immediately set off to complete the task. During this time, Qiao Suisui was taken to a VIP room to rest. Zong Fang initially wanted to go up with her but was stopped by a few Beastmen flooding around him, wanting to talk about funding projects. Zong Fang was about to dismiss them, but seeing Qiao Suisui's smiling face, he remembered the pretext for bringing her was to attract investments. Saying it outright now would give the game away. Thus, the man coughed into his fist and patiently listened to this group's nonsense.

On the second floor, Qiao Suisui entered a luxuriously decorated VIP room and sat down on a leather sofa. Sleepiness overcame her. She had indeed been very tired lately, and although there were no adverse reactions from the pregnancy, she was somewhat sleepy. Unconsciously, she propped her head up, and before long, she fell asleep. Subsequently, the door of the VIP room cracked open, and the legs of a black suit stepped in.

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall on the first floor, a female stood in the corner, covering her face with a feather fan, continuously watching Zong Fang's back. Her companion whispered something pleasing in her ear. She then, holding a wine glass, approached Zong Fang. When she reached the front, she pretended to be unsteady and spilled wine on the front of his shirt.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, so sorry, Dr. Zong Fang, I... I didn't mean to..."

The female looked pityingly pathetic, and the Beastmen around Zong Fang simultaneously showed sympathetic expressions. They thought to themselves that this female was done for. Dr. Zong Fang was famously unsympathetic and uninterested in romance, and now that he had a spouse, such a blatant attempt at seduction was inexplicable.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Zong Fang didn't get angry; instead, he kept staring at the female.

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The female, under his gaze, blushed, and her mind raced with many fantasies. The man before her was too handsome to take eyes off. Could it be that he had taken a liking to her?

The other male Beastmen were also somewhat surprised, thinking Zong Fang had taken a fancy to the female. They rapidly exchanged looks, each reading 'See, all men are the same' in each other's eyes.

Emboldened, the female timidly raised her eyes, her face wearing a coquettish expression no male could refuse. "Dr. Zong Fang, may I repay you for the shirt?" she said.

After hearing this, the man suddenly laughed, then walked toward her step by step. That laugh left the female somewhat stunned. How could there be a man this good-looking?

But in the next moment, she came back to her senses.

Because her face and hair were covered in red wine, it kept running down her hair embarrassingly to her cheeks and neck, sticky and dirty, even staining her dress.

The female let out a scream, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched Zong Fang raise his arm to pour wine on her head.

"Compensate? With what? With that thick, cracking foundation on your face?"

Humiliated, the female covered her face, crying as she ran away, and her companion hurried after her to comfort her, while other Beastmen watched the scene in shock, some even looking at Zong Fang with condemnation. How could someone treat a female so rudely? Aren't they afraid of being prosecuted? Others started murmuring, "Do you think he might be abusive at home?" "Oh my god, could he really be loved by his partner? Won't he be abandoned?" "Right, that little female looks so fragile, why would she like such a male? No manners at all."

Zong Fang paid no mind to these comments. He glanced down at his shirt, which now had wine stains, and clicked his tongue. He turned his neck to pull open his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons, making him look somewhat more attractive. But those who knew him knew that he was very displeased at the moment.

This suit was what Qiaoqiao had picked out for him before he left the house.

The male orc that had been conversing with him tried to say something, but forgot his words upon seeing Zong Fang's indifferent Silver Eyes.

"Well... we'll talk next time, Dr. Zong Fang..."

Zong Fang, impatient, turned and walked away, striding towards the VIP room on the second floor.

In the VIP room, Qiao Suisui was slowly waking up, seeing Lanze silently sitting on the floor in front of the sofa; he had been watching her sleep for as long as she had been asleep.

"Lanze? How long have you been here? Why didn't you wake me up?" she asked, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.

"I just got here, I didn't want to disturb you."

Having been apart for a while, there was a bit of awkwardness between them, and Qiao Suisui felt it slightly awkward when they had nothing to say to each other. Perceiving this, Lanze smiled gently and initiated a conversation, "Suisui, how have you been lately?"

"Mmm, I used the house that you accompanied me to see to open a guest house, so now I can spend the money I earn. I also went to AOIS for school." Qiao Suisui shared many of her school experiences with Lanze, who listened intently and sincerely, occasionally giving her a tender smile and genuinely feeling happy for her.

"I've always known that Suisui is brave, it seems you've been growing up well in this period."

Embarrassed by his compliments, Qiao Suisui felt warmly comforted. She sat down on the floor next to him, shoulder to shoulder, talking together in a somewhat green yet beautiful atmosphere, like old friends reuniting after a long separation.

"What about you, where have you been recently?"

Lanze smiled and shared his experiences at the Freedom Alliance, purposely omitting the words of that mysterious elder. His voice was magnetic, different from Ruka's depth; it was very comfortable to listen to, like a fire in a winter fireplace or a wind chime under the eaves in summer, always giving a perfect sense of proportion, handsome and warm.

Listening to his depiction of the Freedom Alliance, Qiao Suisui became quite curious. They talked and laughed; Lanze spoke of his own embarrassing moments, amusing Qiao Suisui into bursts of surprise and laughter.

Outside the VIP room, Zong Fang stood silently with a pair of exquisite flats in his hands, his head lowered so that his expression could not be seen.