I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game Chapter 290 - 290 5 A Day in the Life of President Qiao

Chapter 290: Chapter 5 A Day in the Life of President Qiao (Part 5) Chapter 290: Chapter 5 A Day in the Life of President Qiao (Part 5) Qiao Suisui decided to ignore the friend request.

Then she quickly replied to several work-related inquiries and asked her secretary for today’s work schedule before she finally got out of bed to shower, do her makeup, and get ready to go out. Just before leaving, she grabbed so leftover bread and milk from the refrigerator, took a few bites to tide herself over, then hastily picked up her car keys and headed out.

All morning, Sang Yan watched her rushing about barefoot, back and forth, eating food directly from the refrigerator, with his brows tightly furrowed. But no matter what he said or even if he touched Qiao Suisui, she didn’t seem to notice.

Sang Yan ended up riding in the car with her.

That was fine, as it allowed him to understand Suisui’s life and what she did when she wasn’t in their world.

But everything he saw was utterly at odds with what he had imagined.

From the morning upon arriving at the company, Qiao Suisui had been in etings nonstop, first a large eting, then smaller ones, busy until one o’clock without a bite to eat. Then she rushed off to et with two downstream partners, talking until four-thirty when she finally ate half a sandwich in the car while conducting an online eting. anwhile, calls kept coming in, asking her, “President Qiao, this plan needs your approval ASAP,” “President Qiao, is this channel okay?” “President Qiao, President Ye’s team says they’ll go live later; there’s a technical issue, what do you think…”

Sang Yan couldn’t understand their technical jargon, but in the midst of this imnse, intangible field of force, he started to feel fidgety and even experienced pressure. It was hard to say exactly which task or phrase triggered this feeling; it was more like soone being overwheld by dealing with four or five matters simultaneously.

Yet Qiao Suisui responded to each of them calmly, made judgnts swiftly, firmly turned down unreasonable demands, and provided affirmation and encouragent to employees who were not confident. In this process, not only did she offer concrete solutions and proposals, but she also took care of the emotions of so people, a quality very few managers possess.

Suddenly, Sang Yan felt guilty. He was right there beside her, yet he couldn’t do anything.

At five-thirty in the afternoon, Han Chen’s phone calls ca over and over again. In the end, Qiao Suisui had no choice but to answer.

As soon as she connected, the voice on the other end was trying hard to suppress its anger, “You made wait at the airport for five hours.”

Qiao Suisui asked fearlessly, “Are you still at the airport?”

“What else?”

“I thought you’d co straight to the office.”

It wasn’t his first ti visiting; why did he need soone to pick him up? Trying to make his presence felt. Qiao Suisui sneered inwardly.

Han Chen clenched his teeth, “You think just because we separated, I can’t do anything about you, right?”

Qiao Suisui laughed nonchalantly, “How could that be, President Han? You’ll always be the cornerstone of my career, the beacon guiding my way forward…”

“Enough,” Han Chen, laughed out of irritation, his anger inexplicably fading. After a mont of silence, he said, “Co get .”

“I can’t make it.”

“Why?” His voice rose.

“Busy.”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, then a ‘beep’ as he hung up on her.

Qiao Suisui tossed her phone aside with an “I couldn’t care less” attitude and drove back to the company.

That phone landed on Sang Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat. He looked down and saw ssages popping up on the screen—

“What’s the point?”

“You call over whenever you’re pleased, and leave hanging when you’re not interested.”

“I’m telling you, I have to see you today.”

Sang Yan observed the man’s collapsing yet futile threats, and silently looked at Qiao Suisui.

Could it really be as Leberli said, that she had soone else in this world?

At six o’clock, during the eting, Qiao Suisui began to suffer from stomach pain.

Sang Yan was the first to notice her face turning pale, he anxiously tried to pull her hand and knelt down in front of her, intent on urging her to seek treatnt, but he was powerless to do anything.

Ye Xi was also at the eting and noticed sothing was off with her, he leaned in and whispered, “Is your old ailnt acting up again?”

Qiao Suisui nodded and spoke in a low voice, “It’s nothing, let’s get this schedule set first.”

Ye Xi nodded, but then turned and whispered sothing to a staff mber, who soon after brought back packed als and dicine from a restaurant.

Qiao Suisui, despite the pain, hurried the progress of the eting. She saw that Ye Xi had brought her food, but as the boss, how could she eat while her subordinates were reporting on their work?

Thus, one eting swiftly followed another until they finally ended at seven, by which ti the food had gone cold.

As she opened the lid and was about to make do with a few bites, Ye Xi stopped her, saying, “At the very least, warm it up in the microwave, or better yet, don’t eat it at all—let’s go straight to a restaurant.”

“There would be a queue at this hour, it’s troubleso.”

She fumbled with a few bites of the food, swallowed the dicine, and then discussed the company’s strategic direction with Ye Xi.

By the ti they finished, it was pitch dark outside, and Ye Xi beat his chest and stamped his feet, “What kind of life are we leading? We earn enough, don’t we? But why does it feel like we’re living worse than dogs?”

“Isn’t this what starting a business is like?”

In the end, when Qiao Suisui finished her day’s work and returned ho, it was already half-past nine.

She threw her bag away and sprawled out on the sofa.

Sang Yan sat quietly by her side, stroking her back, feeling imnse pity.

To say he had never resented her would be a lie, for even soone as restrained and understanding as Sang Yan would often wonder why she had stopped entering their world. Could it be because she had found soone better to replace them, or perhaps she had beco satisfied in the real world, living a more exciting life than here?

But having spent the entire day by her side today, he realized just how heavy the responsibility she bore on her shoulders was.

Running a company, she had to be responsible for the investors above and the employees below, and she had to do justice to the custors in the market. She balanced all these interests remarkably well.

Sang Yan felt that this Qiao Suisui was so far out of his reach, he thought he didn’t deserve her, that he couldn’t even bring her a cup of hot water in reality.

As he was lost in thought, Qiao Suisui suddenly got up from the sofa. She took off her makeup, washed up, changed clothes, and then sat in front of the computer.

It was Friday today, and she had rushed through her work all day, just so she could spend a complete weekend in the ga with them.

As the mouse clicked on the login button and she opened her eyes again, Qiao Suisui found herself in her own palace in the ga world, where she still had long hair.

The first thing Qiao Suisui saw was Ruka, lying asleep on her bed. She tiptoed over, pinched the man’s face, and leaned over the bed to watch him.

Ruka’s fever had subsided by now. He weakly opened his eyes and upon seeing the person he had longed for standing before him, murmured to himself in weakness, “Is it truly effective, or just my hallucination…”

Qiao Suisui looked at him with a smile, “Are you confused from sleep?”

Ruka’s eyes suddenly sharpened, he instantly beca lucid, and then he held her face with both hands, touching it over and over to make sure she was real.

“You’re back?”

“Yes.”

She wanted to say more, but in the next second, she was fiercely kissed by Ruka.