Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

"So does this mean we won’t be able to have a baby in the future?"

Tan Hua, who had just been worried she was pregnant, was now worried she couldn’t get pregnant.

"That won’t happen. It’ll just be harder to conceive. As long as we’re willing to put in the effort, there’s still a chance."

Qi Sheng chuckled to himself. ’The system is awesome,’ he thought, ’it just maxed out my happiness.’

"That’s good. As long as there’s hope, we can definitely have a baby."

Tan Hua also let out a sigh of relief, patting her chest.

Although she didn’t plan on having kids right now, she’d want them eventually.

Having a child for the man she loved was both a woman’s duty and her dream.

Thinking about how she wouldn’t have to take any pills, Tan Hua’s face flushed slightly. She shot Qi Sheng a coquettish glare. "Well, you’ll be happy from now on."

"Hehe, to be precise, we’ll *both* be happy."

"That’s not true at all. I won’t be."

Tan Hua huffed, though she didn’t mean it. She really wasn’t a fan of those rubber products.

She’d heard some girls were allergic to rubber and could even get infections.

Now, things were fine. She and Qi Sheng were both safe.

He carried Tan Hua to the bathroom for a shower, and afterward, they changed the bedsheets together.

Seeing the soiled sheets, Tan Hua blushed and quickly tossed them into the washing machine along with the clothes she and Qi Sheng had taken off.

As for the underwear Qi Sheng had taken off, she took it aside to wash by hand.

While she was busy with the laundry, Qi Sheng was busy heating up their meal.

Although it didn’t taste as good as the first time he’d cooked, they both ate with great appetite.

They had just expended a lot of energy and needed to replenish it with some protein.

After the meal, they tossed the dishes into the dishwasher.

Tan Hua wiped the grease and cleared the trash from the dining table.

Then she changed into a dress, linked arms with Qi Sheng, and went downstairs to take out the trash and go for a stroll.

Downstairs was the bustling Chunxi Road, and the two of them savored the happiness that came with this wealth.

Compared to her colleagues who had one-hour commutes, Tan Hua was far luckier.

On her left wrist was a Cartier Ballon Bleu, and on her right, a Cartier Juste un Clou bracelet.

Occasionally, sharp-eyed girls would spot the items, their gazes instantly filling with envy and jealousy.

Tan Hua quietly took in this change brought about by Qi Sheng.

Looking at the girls who were envious and jealous of her, it was hard not to feel a sense of pride.

Her initial intuition was why Tan Hua had remained so committed to her relationship with Qi Sheng.

Now, everything Qi Sheng did for her proved that her persistence had not been in vain.

After a long walk, their backs were sweaty again.

Back upstairs, at Qi Sheng’s strong insistence, the two of them soaked together in the bathtub in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Holding his delicate and supple girlfriend, looking at her exquisite and charming face.

It was hard not to be overwhelmed by the joy of having such a beauty in his arms.

The dreams of his past life were gradually coming true in this one.

Sipping red wine, enjoying the warm currents of the ten-thousand-yuan bathtub, and gazing out at the bustling nightscape of Taikoo Li.

This was what it meant to be a winner in life.

...

The next day, Tan Hua went to work as usual.

Living at National Gold Mansion, her sleep quality had also improved dramatically.

There was no need to wake up early. She could get up at nine, wash up, and arrive at the store in less than five minutes.

She looked at the exhausted Xu Ying, who had clearly just endured another round of the morning rush hour.

"Huahua, you’re so lucky. Living in National Gold Mansion, you’re just a few dozen meters’ walk from the store."

Xu Ying said, expressing her envy for Tan Hua as she changed into her work uniform.

"Hang in there. You’ll find a partner you’re happy with too."

Tan Hua smiled and continued changing her clothes.

"Oh, right, are you moving in with your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, since you’ll be living here at National Gold Mansion from now on, why don’t you just sublet your apartment to me? It would save me the trouble of looking for a place. My brain’s about to explode."

Xu Ying was in the middle of a messy breakup with her boyfriend and had been looking for a place recently.

But given the nature of their jobs, they had pitifully little time off.

If there was a big sale, they might not even get a single day off for a week.

"I’ll think about it."

Tan Hua was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Xu Ying to ask about renting her apartment.

"Huahua, you’re the best. Please, just help me out."

Xu Ying shook Tan Hua’s arm, surprised to find that Tan Hua’s complexion was much better than her own.

’It makes sense, though,’ she thought. ’She’s being cherished by her boyfriend every day, lives downtown, and doesn’t have to worry about a long commute.’

’With such a pampered life, it’d be strange if she didn’t look good.’

’Money really nurtures a person.’

’When you don’t have to worry about rushing around, you naturally don’t fret over life’s trivialities like ordinary people do.’

"Huh?"

Xu Ying’s gaze shifted from Tan Hua’s delicate face to her slender, fair wrist, and her eyes widened like saucers.

"Is that a Juste un Clou bracelet?"

"Oh my god, that Ballon Bleu must be over a hundred thousand, right? Your boyfriend is so willing to spend money on you!"

At Xu Ying’s exclamation, a few other female colleagues heard the commotion and came into the locker room to see what was going on.

"A Cartier Ballon Bleu watch and a Juste un Clou bracelet... that’s more than 200,000. Add on the new bag from our store, and Huahua’s whole getup is almost 300,000."

As fellow women, seeing the watch and bracelet on Tan Hua’s wrist, they were so envious their eyes turned red.

But over time, they would slowly get used to it.

After all, they didn’t have Tan Hua’s peerless beauty, so of course they wouldn’t be noticed by a top-tier rich heir like Qi Sheng.

Even the store manager, Miduo, was stunned by the lavishness.

Yesterday, he had spent 120,000 to boost Tan Hua’s sales performance, which included two bags that cost 70,000.

And then, he went to Cartier again in the afternoon and bought Tan Hua a matching watch and bracelet set.

All together, it was probably close to 300,000.

In all her wide experience, Miduo had rarely seen a man so willing to spend this kind of real, hard cash.

"Huahua, Mr. Qi is so good to you. You have to hold on to him tightly."

Miduo had been around the block and understood that this kind of rich heir was never short of beautiful women.

And Qi Sheng wasn’t just any rich heir; his financial resources were frighteningly vast.

"Thank you, Manager. I know what to do."

Tan Hua nodded at Miduo, knowing the other woman’s reminder came from a good place.

’As for the other women in the store,’ she thought, ’they’re probably all thinking about how to seduce my boyfriend.’

’Can’t be helped. Who could blame them when Qi Sheng is just that outstanding?’

’He’s handsome, has a great body, and is willing to spend money on women.’

’To women, he’s basically a deadly poppy!’

’Even knowing that Qi Sheng is someone they could never touch, they can’t help but hope that something might happen between them.’

’Even if it’s like a moth to a flame, they’d do it willingly.’

In response to this, Tan Hua could only be on her guard.

And she’d have to work hard to empty her boyfriend’s "ammunition" so he wouldn’t have the energy to chase after other women.

As for giving up, that was absolutely impossible.

Never mind that the terrible situation she was imagining hadn’t even happened yet.

Even if someone really did try to steal Qi Sheng from her, she would never back down.

Thinking about the change in Qi Sheng last night, Tan Hua couldn’t help but feel a little shy and secretly rubbed her lower back.

It was a good thing she was pretty flexible, or else that guy would have broken her by now.

However, she really should put "learning yoga" on her to-do list.

Otherwise, if this kept up, she was afraid that she’d collapse long before she managed to drain Qi Sheng.