The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

The next morning, when Xie Linyu came downstairs, he saw Fu Ciyan returning from his morning exercise, and the two looked at each other.

But they quickly looked away in unison, one walking downhill and the other uphill, passing each other without saying hello.

They called each other out of turn; one went upstairs to her room, while the other left the villa.

It was as if they were invisible to each other.

When Lu Yao woke up, Xie Linyu was no longer there. She reached out and touched the spot beside her, but it was already cold to the touch, indicating that Xie Linyu had been gone for a while.

Considering that Director Wang changed the filming schedule to meet deadlines, Xie Linyu should have gotten up early and gone to the set by now.

Thinking of Xie Linyu's passionate behavior last night, Lu Yao's cheeks flushed. He and Fu Ciyan were completely different kinds of people.

Fu Ciyan is restrained and composed, while Xie Linyu is like a ball of fire, passionate and flamboyant.

He made no attempt to hide his desires or hesitate to express his love; every intimate moment felt like he was burning her to ashes.

Fu Ciyan, on the other hand, is like a deep pool, calm on the surface but turbulent underneath. His gentleness is both restraint and conquest, and one can easily become immersed in it without realizing it.

Although the two men were different, she found them both somewhat overwhelming.

After lying in bed for a while, Lu Yao didn't linger any longer. She got up to wash and came downstairs. Fu Ciyan had already prepared breakfast. He looked up at her with a gentle smile in his eyes: "Good morning. How was last night?"

Unsure whether his words were implying something, Lu Yao nodded casually.

Seeing this, Fu Ciyan didn't ask any more questions. He sat down beside her and handed her the milk in his hand, saying, "It's a little hot, be careful not to burn yourself."

Lu Yao took the milk and sipped it slowly. The warm liquid slid down her throat, making her feel all warm and cozy.

After having breakfast, she tidied up and prepared to go to the film set.

As I stepped into the entryway to change my shoes, the terminal on my wrist vibrated gently.

It is Li Muyan.

[Good morning, Ms. Lu Yao. Congratulations on the record-breaking success of the second season of "Temptation of the Wife." I wonder if you are free tonight? I would like to invite you to dinner to express my congratulations.]

Lu Yao stared at the screen for a few seconds, then tapped her finger lightly to reply: 【Minister Li, you're too kind. Thank you for your congratulations, but I already have plans for tonight. I'm truly sorry. I wish you success in your work.】

Fu Ciyan had somehow appeared behind her, lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the screen.

"Li Muyan?" he asked.

Lu Yao nodded and put the terminal away: "I declined your invitation to dinner."

Fu Ciyan didn't say anything, but simply reached out and pulled her into his arms, nuzzling his chin against the top of her head.

Lu Yao smiled and turned her head to plant a kiss on the corner of his lips.

"I'm leaving," she said. "I'll be back tonight."

Fu Ciyan nodded and released his hand: "Be careful on the road."

I watched her leave.

*

Li Muyan wasn't surprised by Lu Yao's reply. Lu Yao seemed easy to get along with, but in reality, she kept her distance from everyone, and it wasn't easy to get close to her.

He was not Fu Ciyan, but her first match, and he had all the advantages of timing, location, and people.

It wasn't Xie Linyu either, because of their profession, that allowed them to spend time together day and night.

He can't even compare to Zhou Jinlu and Gu Jingxiao. One can pave the way for her with Xingwen Entertainment, and the other can protect her health because of his professionalism.

At times like these, his profession and expertise seem unable to bring him any excellence.

For Lu Yao, who has no shortage of suitors and excellent matches, the usual methods of pursuing women seem to be nothing special.

To this day, he and Lu Yao have made no progress whatsoever.

Just as Li Muyan was thinking about these things, the Li family patriarch, his father, Li Chongguang, pushed open the door and came in: "How is it? Have you gotten to know that 'god-level fertility' person yet?"

"We met once, but nothing came of it after that," Li Muyan told him truthfully without hiding anything, and poured Li Chongguang a cup of tea after he sat down.

"What's wrong? I heard she's been getting really close to that misogynistic guy from the Zhou family lately, and even accompanied him to therapy. Is she trying to take his place?"

"I don't know, but they do have quite a lot of contact." Li Muyan sighed slightly. "I haven't had many opportunities to get in touch with her."

Hearing this, Li Chongguang scoffed, "What? You still want to pursue her and be with her? Don't forget your purpose: you just want to use her to have a child. Get straight to the point and talk to her with money. I don't believe there's nothing money can't buy!"

Upon hearing this, Li Muyan did not refute Li Chongguang. He simply looked at him quietly for a moment before speaking, "Father, have you forgotten that she is not one of those female fertility women who can be swayed by money? Whether it is Fu Ciyan, Xie Linyu, or Zhou Jinlu, they are not short of money, and their family backgrounds are comparable to our Li family. Father's method will probably not work and may even have the opposite effect."

Li Muyan's analysis left Li Chongguang speechless. He twirled the teacup in his hand and frowned: "Then what should we do? We can't just sit and watch them rise to power one by one. If that doesn't work, you can seduce them. I've never seen a woman who isn't attracted to women."

"..." Such blatant instigation made Li Muyan choke up.

After Li Chongguang finished speaking, he looked up at Li Muyan, who remained silent, and his gaze swept over Li Muyan until Li Muyan felt uncomfortable. Then he said, "You're not too shy, are you? Take off your clothes and let me see. Do you work out regularly? Do you have abs? How big are your pecs? Oh, by the way, I saw that 'male bodhisattva' on social media the other day. I don't know if you've heard of him. If you haven't, it's okay. You can search for him and learn from him. Twist your waist, lift your hips. If all else fails, you can become a 'male mom' to attract fans."

"I see a lot of comments from female users below. Women are easily swayed by that kind of thing. There's no such thing as a wild flower when it's home. If you can't become her wife, start with a mistress first."

Li Chongguang had spoken so much in one breath, but received no response. Somewhat annoyed, he reached out and slapped Li Muyan, who was as quiet as a chicken beside him: "Were you even listening to me?"

Li Muyan looked up and met Li Chongguang's gaze: "Father, you wouldn't be secretly doing some kind of 'male bodhisattva' thing online behind my back, would you? Otherwise, how would you know so much about it?"

Li Chongguang's expression stiffened. He picked up his teacup and took a sip: "What nonsense are you talking about? I just stumbled upon this by chance. Alright, I've told you the method. Now it's up to you whether you dare to do it. Listen to your father: when a man works out, he should show it off. What's the point of hiding in clothes all the time? Show what you should show. That's all I have to say. Think about it carefully."

After saying this in a serious tone, Li Chongguang got up and left.

It was as if he had come to Li Muyan's place just to teach him some moves.