The male protagonist has no descendants! Don't worry, the host is pregnant with many children

996【…】

996 [Host, just now... there was a dimensional transaction, 007 points for a fertility pill. I didn't grab the order, grabbed it.]

Lu Zhihuan didn't feel anything. She knew that 996 was deceiving her.

996 threw out the plane transaction announcement page, and not only this one, it also flipped up.

100,000 points for a beauty pill...

One million points for a twin pill

I couldn’t even get 996!

Lu Zhihuan: “…”

It’s sad, so sad.

She covered her chest in pain. How many billions had she missed?

Yan Shixu, who was in a meeting, covered his heart with his hand. Seeing this, the assistant next to him raised his hand and interrupted the meeting.

"Mr. Yan, are you feeling unwell in your heart?" he asked nervously.

Yan Shixu nodded, but he couldn't drive at all right now. It might be because he had worked too hard in the past two years and his body finally had problems.

The assistant quickly helped him walk out the door.

Yan Shixu reached the door but stopped to turn back and remind him, "Shengshirongyan's beauty livestreaming is definitely the next gold mine for monetizing traffic. The ROI of beauty livestreaming is three times higher than that of traditional fund projects. Remember, it's not just about selling products, but about creating a closed-loop ecosystem of "brand-livestreamer-capital." Implement it as soon as possible."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

shopping mall--

Seeing Lu Zhihuan's reaction, Sun Fuying quickly supported her. "Not a sister, are you real or fake?"

When Ji Tingzhou saw Lu Zhihuan's heartbroken expression, his guilt reached its peak.

He walked over, pulled Lu Zhihuan to his side, and held her face in his hands, "Silly girl."

I tried to wipe the tears from her face with my thumb, only to find… there were none.

Yun Shu secretly clenched his fists, his eyes full of jealousy.

Lu Zhihuan saw it, and she deliberately didn't avoid Ji Tingzhou's touch. Instead, she looked at him with an aggrieved expression, "You pushed me away to go to her last night, and you were with her again today. I was bound to misunderstand!"

Ji Tingzhou held Lu Zhihuan's face and looked at it, then suddenly smiled and said, "You're wearing makeup?"

Lu Zhihuan: You really know how to interrupt.

She blinked and looked embarrassed. "Well, Brother Zhou, do I look good?"

Ji Tingzhou let go of her hand and only then saw what she was wearing.

A white sleeveless shirt dress with a straight neckline and buttons fastened to the top.

The close-fitting design forms a sharp contrast with the plump chest and slender waist. The length is just right, falling above the thighs, and the hem is slightly puffed, revealing a hint of sexiness in the playful look.

Pure and lustful.

The tips of Ji Tingzhou's ears turned red. He had never seen Zhizhi dress like this before.

"It's very nice," he said.

Lu Zhihuan smiled and glanced at the clothes in Yun Shu's hand. If his guess was correct, Yun Shu would definitely trick Ji Tingzhou into paying for her.

She pursed her lips deliberately and sighed, "It's a pity it's too expensive!"

2800 yuan.

It was very expensive for the original owner.

Ji Tingzhou took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her. "No, it looks good on you. Buy whatever you like. Brother Zhou has money here."

Lu Zhihuan showed a surprised expression and refused, "Brother Zhou, how can I take your money?"

Ji Tingzhou rubbed her hair again and said, "We are getting married soon. What's mine is yours. Take it."

"it is good."

Lu Zhihuan quickly took it.

Yun Shu stood aside with a dark face, and the clothes in her hands were wrinkled by her fists.

Sun Fuying looked at her with his arms folded, then looked at the clothes in her hands, and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh, Miss Yun, is this dress in your hand the gift you want to give to Zhizhi?

The price is not low! It must be at least 8000. You have a good taste!

It's a pity that this dress isn't very suitable for Zhizhi, but it's more suitable for Miss Yun at her age!"

Yun Shu is twenty-seven years old this year, one year older than Ji Tingzhou. Sun Fuying's words are a disguised way of saying that she is older.

Yun Shu clenched his fingers tightly, pinching them tightly into his palms.

Ji Tingzhou then remembered Yun Shu behind him, and his eyes fell on the clothes in her hands, a light-colored chiffon dress with some lace decoration.

Yun Shu forced a smile and said humbly, "This... is indeed my type... I just want to try it out, not buy it."

Just a few days ago, she told Ji Tingzhou that all her money had been used for her mother's medical treatment and she had no money left, so he took the initiative to lend her 20 yuan.

Lu Zhihuan stared at Ji Tingzhou with his eyes fixed, his brows furrowed. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Lu Zhihuan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. She felt like the evil witch in the fairy tale, the kind that specialized in ruining people's good deeds.

Kind of cool.

Maybe it was too good to be true.

My arm felt like someone was pinching it, and then I felt a tingling sensation.

"Hiss!" She couldn't help but rub her arms reflexively.

Her reaction was a bit exaggerated, and Ji Tingzhou and Sun Fuying both looked over and asked.

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong, Zhizhi?"

"It's okay..." Lu Zhihuan shook her head. After a while, she suddenly felt dizzy and almost lost her balance. Her heart was pounding.

Ji Tingzhou held her and asked, "What's wrong, Zhizhi?"

Lu Zhihuan felt really screwed. She couldn't even stand and could only lean on Ji Tingzhou's arms.

Yun Shu thought she was pretending and rolled her eyes at her without any hesitation.

"Hurry, let's go to the hospital." Sun Fuying went back to pick up her clothes and ran to the front desk to check out.

Ji Tingzhou picked her up and ran out.

Yun Shu looked at Ji Tingzhou's hurriedly leaving figure, her face livid with anger, "Great, so you've been hiding it so well. You've been pretending to be a good girl for so long, and now you've learned how to feign illness."

In the car, Ji Tingzhou was driving.

Lu Zhihuan and Sun Fuying were in the back seat. She lay on Sun Fuying's legs, feeling extremely dizzy.

[Oh my god, what the hell is Yan Shixu doing? Playing with the pendulum at the amusement park?]

996 [No! He's in the hospital getting a full-body checkup. He just had a pain in his arm. He was having his blood drawn for tests.]

As for the dizziness, it was because he was doing the head-up tilt test.]

Lu Zhihuan: “…”

The upright tilt test takes 20 to 45 minutes to complete!

Ji Tingzhou took out his cell phone and called Yan Shixu. After two beeps, the call was connected...

"Axu."

Lu Zhihuan’s ears perked up.

996【You are going to the same hospital, this hospital is under the name of Yan Shixu.】

Lu Zhihuan: Okay.

The person who answered the phone was Yan Shixu's assistant. "Mr. Ji, our president is doing an inspection. I'll pass on whatever you need later."

Ji Tingzhou was stunned and quickly said, "I'm rushing to Lanyue Hospital now to open a passage."

There's no need to tell Mr. Yan about this; the assistant can do it.

"Okay, Mr. Ji, I'll make the arrangements."

Ji Tingzhou hung up the phone.

They arrived at the hospital in less than half an hour. He carried Lu Zhihuan onto the stretcher and headed straight to where Yan Shixu was to be examined. His assistant had already made arrangements.