I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 60: Do You Hate Me That Much?

Sang Yan ultimately not only refused to accept Qiao Suisui’s Star Coins, but also took out a velvet box to give to her. When Qiao Suisui opened it, she saw a crystal bracelet inside, each bead clear and translucent, without a single impurity, a rarity at first sight.

"When I was on the Deserted Star, I came across a Crystal Stone. After cutting its surface, I found its interior texture so clear it could be used for illumination. I made this bracelet out of it. There’s no other meaning to it, except I wanted to thank you for lending a hand when we were in trouble. I hope you can accept it."

After finishing, Sang Yan looked at her nervously. Seeing her smile and say thank you, his eyes and brows immediately filled with joy.

He didn’t tell Qiao Suisui that the Deserted Star had no oxygen, and his Protective Clothing was torn during the fight, with almost no oxygen left in the tank. Ah Yao and Gai Meilun kept calling him over the communicator to retreat, but holding his breath, he persisted and kept swinging his sword at the Crystal Stone. At the very last second before suffocating, Sang Yan chiseled open the Crystal Stone, grabbed a piece and quickly returned to the Flying Ship.

That piece was now the bracelet in Qiao Suisui’s hands, each bead having been polished by Sang Yan himself, strung together while picturing those delicate wrists.

Sang Yan didn’t have a spouse, nor did he know how to interact with females. But as a descendant of the Dragon Clan, he naturally liked shiny things, so he gave all the gems he had collected from all over during these years to Qiao Suisui. Yesterday, when he saw her only accepting Ah Yao’s box, he went back to his room and sulked for a long time.

All night he tossed and turned, thinking to try once more... Even if she didn’t like the colorful gems in the box, at least she might accept this bracelet.

Sang Yan didn’t realize his palms were already sweating. Now, seeing her accept the bracelet and wear it on her wrist in his presence, his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.

"It looks, it looks very nice."

He shyly shifted his gaze away, then back again, awkward like a big boy, unsure of what to say.

Qiao Suisui felt somewhat ashamed—having asked for a favor without paying a penny, and now even accepting a gift, she felt her face burning, so she didn’t linger any longer. After saying goodbye to Sang Yan, she left.

She went to the living room and saw through the window that Leberli had already arranged for the younglings to board the Flying Ship, probably coming back soon to pick her up. She walked to the door and was about to open it when she heard a knock.

Qiao Suisui glanced at the video doorbell. The man was dressed in the Imperial Guard’s uniform, most likely sent by Leberli to help her carry the box.

Without much thought, she opened the door, and a tall figure loomed over her.

The man slowly lifted his head, revealing a familiar face beneath the visor.

Qiao Suisui’s pupils shrank suddenly. She immediately turned around and took a step to flee, but the man grasped her neck and covered her mouth.

"Finally, we meet, little liar."

Zong Fang’s lips were pressed against her ear, his breath hot on her earlobe, causing her to involuntarily shrink her shoulders.

His large hand covered the lower half of her face, leaving only a pair of terrified eyes exposed.

The next second, the two disappeared on the spot.

In the void, Qiao Suisui was held by the back of her neck and tossed to the ground like a small chick.

She knocked her knees and bit her lip in pain, not making a sound.

Zong Fang looked down at her coldly from above, then suddenly leaned over and pressed himself onto her, kissing her fiercely, with biting and ardor, as if punishing her.

After a while, he finally released her, breathing heavily. Seeing her expression, he scoffed mockingly, "What’s the matter? Are you surprised that I kissed you?"

Qiao Suisui knew she had been caught.

She had deceived him twice and even robbed him of his Talent. Now that he had captured her, she didn’t know what fate awaited her... With that thought, she felt a sense of resignation.

"It’s not that I’m surprised."

Zong Fang’s face was expressionless as he glared at her, "Are you surprised that I am still alive, or are you surprised that I have come back to find you?"

Qiao Suisui met his gaze, her eyes a calm expanse. "What surprises me is that you actually thought I would respond to you."

At these words, the man’s jaw tensed, and a fleeting hurt passed through his silver eyes. A rage filled his chest, and his hands shook in fists.

With a gloomy face, he stared at Qiao Suisui and asked hoarsely, "Do you hate me that much?"

"If you were locked in a place, studied every day, treated with no dignity, and lived not at all like a human, would you hate it?"

Qiao Suisui exhaled a murky breath and tilted her head back, closing her eyes.

It was only then that she remembered Lanze’s admonition not to open the door to strangers.

But it was all too late... Zong Fang had escaped from Ruka’s hands, and had approached her right under Leberli’s nose, proving that this man not only had strength but was difficult to deal with even without his Talent.

"I accept my fate. Do with me as you will," Qiao Suisui said numbly.

She waited a long time, feeling no pain and hearing no sound from him. When Qiao Suisui opened her eyes, she saw that he was already gone.

Turning her head, she saw the man’s figure retreating into the distance, his steps slightly unsteady.

Qiao Suisui frowned, not understanding what new game he was playing.

In the space where time could not be felt and there were no sunrises or sunsets, she sat hugging her knees for a long time but never saw Zong Fang return.

Qiao Suisui stood up and began to follow the direction in which he had gone, soon finding a trail of blood drops on the ground.

She followed the blood trail and at last saw him under a lush pear tree. The man who was once high and mighty was now closing his eyes and leaning against the thick trunk with one leg bent and the other stretched out, looking as if he were asleep from a distance.

Qiao Suisui approached quietly and called out, "Zong Fang." The man didn’t react.

She hesitated for two seconds, then saw the pink and white pear tree in front of her, closed her eyes, and wished. The next moment, pink and white petals were carried by the wind, raining flowers down from the sky.

Qiao Suisui opened her eyes and thought: since she could still control everything in the space, it meant that Zong Fang hadn’t revoked her privileges, and that meant she could leave the space anytime she wanted.

She took a step back, looked at the man who seemed to be sleeping in the flower rain, turned around, and closed her eyes, intending to leave immediately. But in the next second, she opened her eyes and turned back to look at Zong Fang again.

Among the rain of flowers, the girl’s skirt fluttered gently in the wind. She looked at the man under the tree and finally sighed.

Walking back under the tree across the petals, Qiao Suisui took out the luxurious Medical Box awarded by the System from storage and treated Zong Fang’s wounds.

The injury on his leg was almost healed; the more severe one was under his ribcage. It was obvious that the wound had been repeatedly torn and stretched without proper healing, and was now inflamed.

In the past, she had only learned simple bandaging and wound care in school, and now she was dealing with the injury entirely based on her own judgment, her forehead sweating with nervousness.

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After cutting the last thread, Qiao Suisui applied a waterproof adhesive dressing over the wound and finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked up, she saw that Zong Fang had woken up at some point and was now quietly watching her.