"Who told you that?" Chen Han gritted his teeth.
Chen Yurou hurriedly consoled in a low voice, "Brother, don't be so angry. Without children, it's not the end of the world..."
"Who said it?" Chen Han's anger level +999.
Chen Yurou became a little anxious, "Brother! Zhao Yan told me, but he didn't spread it indiscriminately. Please calm down! Infertility is not the end of the world!"
In an instant, the whole room fell silent. Everyone stopped talking and stared at Chen Han.
Chen Han's body suddenly became tense.
Chen Yurou belatedly covered her mouth.
"Well, Ah Han, try to take it easy."
"That's right, infertility can be treated."
"You have money, so why worry about not having children..."
Everyone looked at him sympathetically and comforted him.
Chen Han trembled all over, "Zhao Yan!!!"
When he looked around, Zhao Yan was nowhere to be seen.
"Well, brother, I'll leave now." Seeing her brother on the verge of rage, Chen Yurou excused herself.
"Zhao Yan! I'm fuming with anger again!" Chen Han roared into the phone after dialing Zhao Yan's number.
"Hello? Sorry, the signal is bad here. Gotta hang up."
Zhao Yan hung up the phone, and judging from Chen Han's tone, he guessed the extent of his anger. Zhao Yan decided not to see him for the next three days, fearing that someone might get hurt if they met.
However, if he spent these three days with Chen Yurou, it might also result in disaster.
But the lesser of two evils, right?
"Chen Director, you're in the wrong here. This illness won't harm you," someone accused.
Chen Han's eyes turned red. "How can you say it won't harm me! I don't have a damn illness, but because of him, there's one now!"
He didn't have a physical illness, but a social one.
"Chen Director, you should try to be more open-minded..."
"I really don't have an illness!" Chen Han emphasized again.
"Yes, yes, you don't have an illness, we understand. Everyone understands," Jinxiu Palace's boss Chen wore an expression that said, "No one understands you better than I do."
Chen Han: "............"
You understand? Do you understand, you damn son of a b--ch!
He restrained the urge to curse and turned to leave.
"Chen Director, where are you going?"
"Going home to have a child! Damn it, I'll prove it to all of you with facts!" Chen Han grumbled.
"Well, who knows if you're adopting."
Someone suddenly interjected, almost causing Chen Han to fall flat on his face.
Turning back, he shouted, "I'll livestream it, damn it!"
Jinxiu Palace's boss suddenly said, looking at Chen Han's back, "If this child of his can really be born, then we've put in a lot of effort."
Everyone nodded in agreement, suppressing their laughter.
"Chairman Hui also played a crucial role! His son should be grateful to Chairman Hui. Without Chairman Hui, he might not have seen this world so soon." Chen Hailong added with a smile, holding a wine glass.
Tonight, a piece of news spread throughout the influential circle of Binhai City: the Chairman of Hanjiang Group is infertile!
After that, the senior executives of Hanjiang Group rarely saw the boss coming to work because the boss and the boss's wife were busy creating human beings and had no time to create wealth.
These are stories for another time, let's not mention them for now. Only Chen Yurou's pursuit of Zhao Yan in the parking garage after leaving the hotel.
"Uh-oh, I really messed up my brother, but his reaction was so intense. Are you sure you didn't deceive me?" Chen Yurou looked at Zhao Yan with a skeptical gaze.
Zhao Yan remained unfazed, "Infertility in a man is a serious issue. You exposed his vulnerability in public, so it's natural for him to feel ashamed and angry. It's better not to bring it up in front of him anymore; I'm afraid he might become too aggressive."
Afraid that he might become so enraged that he would harm me.
"Oh," Chen Yurou nodded, suddenly understanding.
Zhao Yan embraced her and said, "Let's go, we should seize the opportunity to conceive a child and put Big Brother An'an's mind at ease."
In order to truly deepen their love without any barriers that most relationships have, he had put in a lot of effort.
He wasn't worried about what would happen if she got pregnant.
Moreover, it was normal for Chen Yurou's age to have a child, and the older she got, the riskier it would be to have one.
Besides, he was more than capable of supporting a child.
He wanted to have eleven!
Not for any other reason, but to raise a soccer team and help the country win the World Cup in his lifetime!
"Mhmm," Chen Yurou responded foolishly.
In order to bring prosperity to the Chen family.
Tonight, both Zhao Yan and Big Brother An'an made great efforts.
............
The next day, in the afternoon.
Zhao Yan held Chen Yurou in his arms, playing with his phone on the sofa.
"Look at this, it's a live broadcast of the army's new recruits' experiences," Chen Yurou handed the phone to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan glanced at it casually, "It's all false propaganda, just bluffing. How is that possible?"
Chen Yurou pouted and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
Click, just then, the sound of the door opening rang out.
"Zhao ge, Yurou jie, good afternoon," Ling Keke came in after school, carrying groceries for work.
"Mhmm, no need to rush to cook, come have a drink and take a break," Chen Yurou said gently.
Ling Keke shook her head repeatedly, "Thank you, Yurou jie, but I still have to go home and review after cooking."
She wasn't afraid of people being unkind to her because she had already gotten used to it. Instead, she was afraid when people were too kind to her. If someone showed her the slightest bit of kindness, she would treasure it cautiously, wishing she could repay it tenfold.
Chen Yurou nudged Zhao Yan, "Hey, can't you find another helper? This little nanny of yours still has to take the college entrance examination."
"Isn't she grown-up?" Zhao Yan blinked.
Chen Yurou's tone was filled with jealousy, "Well, just because she's grown-up, I'm worried."
"What are you thinking? She's only in her third year of high school. I see her as a younger sister," he replied, a classic scumbag statement.
If he saw her as a younger sister during her third year of high school, what about after graduation?
Chen Yurou still wasn't very happy because although she hadn't seen the girl's eyes, she felt that she was too beautiful, innocent, and spirited. Her alarm bells were ringing.
Zhao Yan sighed, "Her family circumstances are tough. Otherwise, why do you think she's working while still in high school? This girl has good grades; it's just that she's poor. What I'm giving her isn't just a job, it might be a future."
"Okay, I was being shallow," Chen Yurou raised her hand in surrender and then started putting on her shoes. "I just called my sister-in-law, and my brother has calmed down. I'm going home."
"Don't go, I can't bear to part with you," Zhao Yan held her hand, looking at her reluctantly.
Chen Yurou felt delighted in her heart and said with an indulgent tone, "But I still have to go back."
"Alright, then I'll accompany you," Zhao Yan sighed helplessly, wearing a reluctant expression as he saw her off at the door.
As he watched the car drive away and closed the door, the reluctance on his face gradually turned into a smile. "Keke, come here, let me show you the new goldfish I've raised."
"Huh?" Ling Keke walked out, feeling confused.
Because of the heat in the kitchen, she tied her jet-black hair behind her head and took off her oversized school uniform, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt, causing the square school emblem on it to stretch out.
With an estimated height of around 1.68 meters, her figure looked especially attractive, capturing Zhao Yan's attention.
Not just his eyes.
"Zhao Ge, you..." Ling Keke felt a bit embarrassed being looked at, blushing and avoiding his gaze.
She knew exactly what part of her was most attractive.
So, to avoid unnecessary trouble, she usually covered her face with her hair and concealed her figure with oversized school uniforms.
It was only because they had become more familiar with each other and she trusted Zhao Yan's integrity that she dared to expose her advantages so openly in front of him for the sake of convenience.
After all, in her eyes, Zhao Yan was an idol, a true gentleman, shining with integrity, and he would never bully her.
And as she expected, Zhao Yan was indeed a gentleman.
So, a graceful lady and a gentleman make a good match.
"Cough, it's nothing. You go cook," Zhao Yan controlled his eyes and looked away.
"Okay," Ling Keke blushed and ran into the kitchen.
Her back view was also captivating.
After dinner, Zhao Yan drove her home.
When they arrived, as Ling Keke was about to get out of the car and close the door, she suddenly asked, "Why are you so good to me?"
"Because I'm a good person," Zhao Yan smiled.
Ling Keke smiled too and turned to walk into the residential area.
She believed it, she believed that Zhao Yan had no ulterior motives towards her.
It can only be said, my dear child, you're so innocent.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
