C18 I Want to Give Birth to a Monkey for You

"What on earth is happening with this guy?" Ling Sixue gaped at Ye Fan, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Mu Qingyu's hand flew to her mouth, her expression one of sheer disbelief.

Su Yurou gazed intently at Ye Fan, overwhelmed by the sheer number of surprises he had brought her.

"Everyone, stay calm. He's just getting lucky," Zhang Ping reassured himself and his team as he took the ball and charged forward.

He aimed to make a jump shot to boost the team's morale.

Bang!

A massive block!

The crowd was stunned once more. Zhang Ping, nearly two meters tall, had been impressively blocked by someone just 1.8 meters!

"Swish!"

The basketball swished through the net again without crossing the center line.

16:60.

This time, including Zhang Ping, no one could chalk up Ye Fan's shots to mere luck. No amount of luck could explain consecutive swishes from such a distance.

The referee's whistle blew.

Ungacy called for a timeout.

Shi Mingyu, with a dark expression, was fervently instructing his team.

As the game resumed, two players aggressively charged at Ye Fan, following Shi Mingyu's orders to mark Ye Fan and hit him hard.

But Ye Fan's agility was not something they could easily contend with.

The game turned into Ye Fan's personal showcase. He kept the ball firmly in his grasp, dusting past three defenders in a row and slicing into the opponent's zone. His elegant and proficient moves left the audience dazzled.

Holding the ball, he didn't lose any speed as he sprinted. Reaching the free-throw line, under the incredulous stares of all, he leapt up and performed a spectacular dunk!

The entire audience was utterly electrified by the spectacle!

It was unclear who started it, but someone shouted, "Ye Fan, I want to have your baby!"

Soon after, the chants from Iris International unified into a resounding, "Ye Fan, I want to have your baby!"

The thunderous cheers echoed throughout the vast stadium.

The game pressed on relentlessly. The opposition had exhausted their timeouts, yet nothing seemed to make a difference.

The scoreboard now read 95:60.

The Ungacy Group's morale had utterly evaporated. From the moment Ye Fan stepped onto the court, they hadn't scored a single point. They were either blocked or bewildered to find the basketball had somehow ended up in Ye Fan's possession.

The final buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the game.

The scoreboard read 111:60.

Iris International had triumphed with an overwhelming 51-point lead.

Ye Fan was like a gallant knight, defending his honor on his home turf!

In that instant, countless Iris International women were utterly charmed by Ye Fan!

Su Yurou had kept her eyes on Ye Fan throughout the game. His chiseled features exuded a sense of calm maturity. Right then, he appeared every bit the born leader.

After changing, Ye Fan was swarmed by an enthusiastic group of female fans, which left him, normally quite confident, feeling a tad sheepish.

Once he had extricated himself from the throng, Ye Fan finally made it back to his seat.

"Thank you," Su Yurou said to Ye Fan, her smile warm.

"Of course, of course," Ye Fan replied, grinning. He was feeling a bit over the moon.

"Manager Ye, you were incredible!" Mu Qingyu said, offering Ye Fan a bottle of water.

"Just average, just average," Ye Fan modestly claimed, casting a playful glance at Ling Sixue.

"I apologize for my earlier attitude. You truly are amazing," Ling Sixue admitted with grace.

Ye Fan hadn't expected such an admission from her and felt a touch embarrassed, responding, "Hehe, no worries, we're all one big family here."

Ling Sixue blushed, her recent fondness for him growing even as he teased her once more.

From the Ungacy Group's stands, Shi Mingyu glared at Ye Fan with malice. This upstart had foiled his plans yet again. Watching Ye Fan bask in victory, Shi Mingyu seethed with a promise of retribution, "Just wait, kid. You'll learn what it means to cross me."

The basketball game concluded with Ye Fan's standout performance. To celebrate, Su Yurou granted all the employees a day off.

This gesture further elevated Ye Fan's standing among the Iris International ladies.

As the excitement of the match dissipated, the stadium slowly emptied, the echoes of the day's energy fading into silence.

"Ye Fan, why don't you head back this afternoon and get some rest? Tomorrow, the head of the design department will discuss your lingerie design concept with you. Sixue must have mentioned this to you already, right?" Su Yurou spoke to Ye Fan, who was standing nearby.

"Yes, she did. So, this afternoon I'll just..." Ye Fan was about to say he would return to rest, but at that moment...

[Ding! System Notification: Your protection target, Su Yurou, will encounter danger today!]

The sudden voice in his mind left Ye Fan startled. What was happening? How did the system know Su Yurou would be in danger today? Why hadn't it warned him earlier? Could it have developed a new feature without his knowledge?

"Ye Fan? Ye Fan? What's the matter with you?" Su Yurou asked, noticing Ye Fan had abruptly stopped talking and seemed lost in thought.

"Ah... That... Director Su, do you have some time this afternoon? There's something I'd like to discuss with you," Ye Fan regained his composure and quickly amended his statement.

"What's it about?" Su Yurou sensed that Ye Fan was behaving unusually today.

Ye Fan scratched his head and replied, "Well, Director Su, let's find a quiet place to talk."

Noticing Ye Fan's reluctance, Su Yurou had a hunch. Perhaps he was short on cash and wanted to ask her for a loan.

The more she considered it, the more plausible it seemed. So, Su Yurou suggested, "Alright, let's talk at the office."

"Okay," Ye Fan agreed with a nod.

They left the gymnasium, with Ye Fan once again taking the wheel, driving Su Yurou towards Iris International.

Soon, the Maserati was weaving through the city streets.

Alerted by the system's warning, Ye Fan stayed vigilant the entire trip, though nothing out of the ordinary occurred.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the president's office of Iris International.

"So, what's going on? You can tell me now," Su Yurou pressed, almost certain that Ye Fan was about to ask for a loan.

"Um... Director Su... I..." Ye Fan fumbled, feeling awkward. After a long pause, he still couldn't find the right words. He certainly couldn't just say he knew she was in danger that afternoon and was there to protect her, could he?

"I get it, Ye Fan. Are you running low on cash? I can lend you some. Don't be shy about it; we're friends, aren't we?" Su Yurou noticed Ye Fan's awkward demeanor and offered without hesitation.

Ye Fan was momentarily taken aback, not expecting her to jump to that conclusion. He quickly responded, "No, Director Su, you've got it wrong. I was just..."

He was cut off mid-sentence.

Just then.

Bang!

An untimely gunshot echoed through the air. Ye Fan's instincts kicked in, and he tackled Su Yurou to the ground in the blink of an eye.

A bullet shattered the office's floor-to-ceiling window and lodged itself into the opposite wall.

The bullet narrowly missed Su Yurou's right shoulder by a hair's breadth! Had it not been for Ye Fan's rapid response, she would have been struck.

Instinctively, Ye Fan wrapped his arms around Su Yurou and they rolled across the floor.

Staring at the cracked wall, Su Yurou gasped, "What's going on?"

With a steely gaze, Ye Fan pulled Su Yurou to the safety of the corner. "There's a sniper! Stay down and don't move," he instructed with grave seriousness.

Su Yurou's face paled. Sniper! She knew all too well the gravity of the situation.

Could it be that their adversaries were this desperate?

Ye Fan hunkered down in the corner, motionless. He was uncertain whether he could dodge another bullet with his current abilities and wasn't about to gamble with his life.

"Damn, that was quick!" On a nearby high-rise, a man dressed in black sneered, hunkered down, and detached the scope from his sniper rifle.

A sardonic smile played on the lips of the man in black as he pulled out his phone and sent a text message.

Soon after, Su Yurou's phone buzzed with an incoming message.

She glanced at the screen, her complexion turning even whiter.

Ye Fan, noticing Su Yurou's distress, inquired, "What's wrong?"

Handing her phone to Ye Fan, Su Yurou urged, "Take a look."

The message was blunt: "Consider this a warning. Surrender the shares promptly, or else, deal with the consequences!"

Ye Fan's eyes tightened. Who could be so brazen?