I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 284: Grand Finale

Qiao Suisui listened to all the meticulous instructions and various precautions of the men on the first floor, and it was only after more than an hour that they let her leave.

She hurried upstairs to make peace.

"Tap tap."

The cautious knocking sound arose.

Only then did Zong Fang come back to his senses, and he realized he had been sitting on the sofa, not knowing how long he’d been there.

The door was pushed open from the outside, revealing a small head at the doorway.

He saw the visitor and indifferently shifted his gaze, stood up, and went to the workbench to pick up a pair of tweezers and remove the glass fragments embedded in his palm.

By this time, the glass shards had lodged into his flesh, and the blood had also clotted on his hand.

He felt the person behind him slowly approaching, dragging their feet and not speaking.

The man ignored her. He looked down at his own hand but suddenly forgot what he had just intended to do.

"Zong Fang..."

A weak voice sounded, and Zong Fang, with tweezers in hand and his back turned to her, tensed his jaw.

Qiao Suisui hugged him from behind and, seeing no reaction from him, tightened her hold a bit more.

"Are you angry?"

The man still didn’t speak.

Qiao Suisui’s hands began to fidget on him, now poking his solid abs, now touching his firm chest muscles.

Zong Fang suddenly grabbed her restless hand, his chest heaving as he gritted his teeth, "Think it’s funny? Come and go as you please, and you think you’re being cool?"

He pulled her arm away, grabbed her by the back of her neck, brought her in front of the mirror, and forced her head to look into it.

A cold scalpel, now suddenly in his hand, pressed against her cheek.

The cold look in Zong Fang’s narrow eyes was unmistakable.

"Want to leave? Fine, let me scratch up your face first, so no other man will have improper thoughts about you!"

Qiao Suisui knew he wouldn’t actually do it; they had experienced so much together, and no one understood his vulnerabilities better than she did.

But she didn’t say anything, just gently placed her hand on the back of his hand, tilted her face slightly upward, playing along with his gesture.

The sharp blade almost pierced her skin when Zong Fang’s hand trembled, and he immediately moved the scalpel away a bit.

"You..."

He seethed with hatred, yet he was helpless.

Qiao Suisui turned around, embraced his neck, and kissed his pale neck over and over.

"I have to have my own pursuits, right? I can’t just linger here every day, coddled and indulged. It feels good for a short while, but in the long run, it makes one numb."

Zong Fang remained silent, his reflection in the mirror showing a slight softening of his expression.

"And isn’t it better now compared to before, when I might never have come back? This is a kind of eternal togetherness in disguise."

Hearing the latter part, the man’s hands unwittingly wrapped around her waist, his eyes drooping and his nose tip reddening slightly.

"But I don’t want to be apart from you, not even for a second."

Qiao Suisui smiled, pecked his lips hard, and said, "Me neither. If my business fails, I’ll come back and be a hermit crab, lying on you every day, never working again."

Zong Fang laughed at her words, the chill around him gradually dissipating. He said, "You don’t have to wait for failure. You can do that anytime." He added, "Don’t worry about failing. Just do your best. Regardless of the result, it’s a gain. And I will always, always, always be your backup."

The two of them looked at each other, smiling softly.

Zong Fang wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and leaned down to kiss her.

"Qiaoqiao, I love you."

...

Before they knew it, over half a month had passed.

Back in the inner land, Qiao Suisui and Ye Xi stretched the days into twice their length over this half month, wishing they had three heads and six arms.

They started by registering their own company. Initially, the office was just the living room of the apartment Qiao Suisui rented, with Lin Xixi occasionally helping them with odd jobs. The two of them stayed up all night making pitch decks, preparing business proposals, applying for game licenses, and so on. Sometimes Ye Xi didn’t even go home and just slept on the living room sofa.

After enduring for two weeks, they then sought Guan Weizhi’s help to gather resources, and through a few meals out, Ye Xi even managed to build up her alcohol tolerance. Qiao Suisui wasn’t the type to delicately refuse either. Since she decided to do this, she accepted many of the industry’s rules. However, whenever Guan Weizhi was around, he never gave her a chance to drink.

Fortunately, after their hard work, the angel investment funds from Zhonghe Fund were secured.

The two then searched for reasonably priced office buildings, taking half a month to establish their studio and assembling a team of twenty people.

Although a small setup, it was fully functional.

Ye Xi mainly focused on technology and product research, while Qiao Suisui handled HR, operations, marketing, and sales. Both were incredibly busy.

Whenever Qiao Jiming called her, the line would be busy, or no one would answer. Thus, he began to prepare three dishes and a soup every day, pack them in a thermos, and take them to her company, making sure she ate before he left. He didn’t talk much; he was just there to ensure she ate.

The young women in the team would scream whenever they saw him, "What a handsome guy, ah! How come I never get such a cute guy!"

On the other hand, Guan Weizhi had been in more frequent contact with Qiao Suisui recently, even more so than before.

Partly it was due to business interactions, and since he was an investor knowledgeable about consultations across various industries, Qiao Suisui would consult with him whenever she was unsure about something. Additionally, Guan Weizhi was starting to wrap up his affairs.

That day, he drove to their building to take them out for a meal, but only Qiao Suisui came down.

Guan Weizhi had received Ye Xi’s text message two minutes ago, but he still asked Qiao Suisui, "Isn’t Ye Xi eating?"

"She’s in a meeting with the development team."

"Oh, let’s go to that Japanese restaurant we went to last time."

As soon as Qiao Suisui got into the car, she started looking at documents. She heard but didn’t think much about it and agreed.

When they arrived at the peaceful Japanese courtyard restaurant amidst the bustle again, they were still greeted by the enthusiastic kimono-clad woman.

But upon seeing Qiao Suisui, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Miss Qiao, how have you changed so much?"

Qiao Suisui blinked and looked down at herself—she was wearing a Chanel-inspired suit set because she had a meeting today, which was more professional. She thought the woman was referring to the drastic change in her attire.

But the kimono-clad woman said, "Your aura is different too."

She remembered clearly, the last time Mr. Guan brought this girl here, she looked like a pure student who hadn’t yet left the ivory tower, still somewhat uncomfortable in her gestures. But seeing her today, she had transformed into a very intellectual and striking figure, exuding a sense of certainty that seemed innate, a sort of fortitude.

Guan Weizhi smiled, his expression showing a hint of pride like a parent whose child had been complimented.

"The usual rules, fresh ones first, desserts last."

"Of course, Mr. Guan."

As the two settled down, the cherry blossom season had already passed, and Qiao Suisui looked out the window, suddenly feeling as if everything was like a distant dream.

Guan Weizhi poured her a cup of hot tea, then looked with her towards the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard.

"I knew you were special from the very first glance."

His voice was gentle, and his tone was as natural as chatting with an old friend.

"Suisui, perhaps you’ve only known me for a short time, but I’ve actually known you for a long time."

Qiao Suisui turned her head, surprised at his words.

"The first time I saw you was on a rainy day, you were sheltering from the rain outside the school, and I had Old Tang bring you an umbrella."

Qiao Suisui was slightly surprised, saying, "That was you…"

Guan Weizhi nodded, his eyes sincere, "I’ve never officially told you, but I’ve been hoping that you would become my girlfriend."

There was more he wanted to say—he also hoped to marry her and have her become Mrs. Guan.

But he was afraid that too much pressure might scare her away.

Yet Qiao Suisui smiled brighter than she ever had before.

"Teacher Guan, I’m sorry, but I have someone I like."

Her refusal was straightforward, sans any excuse or prevarication, and without any hesitation.

Today’s Qiao Suisui stood on equal footing with Guan Weizhi.

Guan Weizhi frowned slightly, mentally going through every male acquaintance of hers, having guarded against any man getting close to her over the years.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is it Qiao Jiming?"

After picking her up for the airport the last time, he had people investigate; there was indeed no blood relation between them.

Qiao Suisui shook her head, "He’s just family."

Guan Weizhi suddenly had a ridiculous thought.

"You couldn’t be talking about someone from a game…"

Qiao Suisui knew how absurd it sounded, she laughed and said, "Yes."

Guan Weizhi held his forehead, "But those are fictional, I thought you understood…"

She slowly set down her tea cup, smiling, "I now work in this field, no one understands better than I do."

"Yet you still?"

"Isn’t love fictional too?"

Guan Weizhi was stunned.

Qiao Suisui calmly said, "Since it’s all fictional, then I guess giving fictional love to a fictional character isn’t really a problem?"

Love is just a form of self-fulfillment, whether in games or reality. As long as it can fill someone genuinely, empower them, and make them feel seen, it has fulfilled the meaning of love.

Everything else is just additional.

Couple relationships, marriage, having children are all extensions of love.

Her goal was happiness. Whether married or not was just a form; if marriage brought her happiness, she would marry; if not, she wouldn’t.

Ultimately, as long as she had the ability and confidence to live and survive on her own, every path in the world was simply a choice she could make freely.

Guan Weizhi did not continue the topic, only told her to eat more as she seemed thinner recently. But Qiao Suisui knew he hadn’t given up, yet she wasn’t worried since this man’s cleverness was in knowing when to stop.

After their meal, they took a short walk, during which they discussed some project matters.

Qiao Suisui looked up, shielding her face with her hand as the sunshine was just right, warming her.

Everything was a new beginning.

She knew, she too was a brand new version of herself.

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