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

Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Guess Who He Is Chapter 282: 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-ter-wide horizontal screen, the cara 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 sothing.

At the sa ti, barrage comnts continuously floated across the screen—

[Honey, give a kiss]

[My wife is so beautiful]

[Soone, 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 comnts 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 ga world,

Ye Xi raced against ti 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 mont, Han Chen also arrived at the control center, watching the ga’s real-ti situation on the screen, a quick flash of light crossing his eyes.

“Where’s the operations departnt, connect to the live stream.”

The manager, baffled, asked cautiously, “President Han, you an 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 beca as busy as ants on a hot pan.

After a long interruption, the live stream resud, and the host quickly ward 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 placent 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 mont.”

“Understood.”

“Emily, ask the PR and promotional departnts to imdiately 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 mont.”

Han Chen walked over and asked Ye Xi, “What impact will it have on the ga 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 aid 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 a million.”

“Profiteer.”

He was well accustod to that appraisal.

“Anyway, you’re on the sa boat with now. If the ga 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.

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

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

Back to the present mont 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 imdiately asking why she wasn’t inford 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 anyti 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 Beastn, 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 ga 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 ssage, a man appeared on the screen. The close-up shot frad 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 holy, definitely not Ruka; he only wears military uniforms or dress shirts.”

“Ah! Let act in a few episodes.”

“Why not ask 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.