122: Chapter 122: My Identity Has Been Exposed! The Gaming God I've Admired for a Year Is Actually My Best Friend's Husband?!

Looking at his wife's gorgeous eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, Lu Li knew he couldn't hide this anymore.

Besides, he had already confessed core secrets like the phones, chips, operating systems, and Robots. A mere game was nothing major.

He sighed, sat up from the bed, and his expression returned to its usual laziness and calm.

"Yes, I do indeed know."

"Because the creator and copyright holder of minecraft is me."

The office fell into a dead silence.

Su Qingxue's beautiful face, which usually remained unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before her, completely froze at this moment.

Her brain instantly short-circuited.

What?

The minecraft game that she had played for so long, even dragging her best friend Chen Shuyu into the addiction to mine and build houses late into the night...

The mysterious game producer whom Chen Shuyu revered as an idol, calling him the one who 'ushered in a new era of open-world gaming'...

...was actually created by her own husband?

How was this possible?!

Wasn't her husband a scientific researcher in his past life?

How could he really develop games as well?

To be honest, once Su Qingxue accepted the setting of Lu Li as a genius inventor, she had completely treated his previous claim of being a game producer as a cover story for his laziness.

As it turned out, this cover identity was actually real too?

Looking at Lu Li's calm and composed expression, as if he were merely saying 'I had grilled steak for lunch today,' Su Qingxue had no choice but to believe him.

Indeed, he could even tinker up something epoch-making like the Virtual Helmet. What was a mere game in comparison?

After the shock passed, a feeling of being amused yet helpless welled up in her heart.

She also remembered that back when Chen Shuyu wanted to port minecraft to mobile, the game's copyright holder had inexplicably said that Qin Ya had full authority to represent them.

However, in an instant, her emotions shifted into a pride that was almost akin to a fan worshipping an idol.

If her man produced a spaceship capable of flying to Mars in the future, she wouldn't even be surprised anymore.

Immediately after, a thought suddenly flashed through Su Qingxue's mind—a brilliant, slightly mischievous idea.

She wanted to see what kind of wonderful expression Chen Shuyu would make when she found out the true identity of her beloved 'idol'.

A sly curve curled up at the corner of Su Qingxue's mouth.

She picked up her phone and, right in front of Lu Li, dialed Chen Shuyu's number.

On the other end of the line, Chen Shuyu's voice was full of energy: "Hello? Qingxue, what's up? I just got in the car, getting ready to head back to the Robot Company."

Su Qingxue cleared her throat, and with an unprecedentedly serious tone, she spoke slowly:

"Shuyu, don't go back. Turn around right now and head back to the Guanghui Technology headquarters."

"Huh? Is there some emergency? I'm about to get onto the elevated highway..."

"Yes," Su Qingxue said, suppressing her laughter as she emphasized every word, "the idol you've been dreaming of is here."

Su Qingxue spoke slowly and deliberately. Her voice wasn't loud, but it hit the other end of the line like a heavy hammer.

Instantly, a harsh screech of brakes came through the phone.

"Screeech—!"

The harsh sound of tires scraping against asphalt pierced through the traffic of Mingzhu City.

The red Porsche 718 driven by Chen Shuyu slammed on the brakes by the roadside, drawing a chorus of angry honks from the vehicles behind her.

But she already couldn't care less about that now.

"What did you say?! You mean... the mysterious creator of minecraft? He's in your office?!"

Chen Shuyu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. Her heart pounded wildly, and even her voice changed pitch.

Countless names flashed through her mind in an instant, but they all ultimately settled on the game creator who had single-handedly forged the miracle of minecraft, yet remained so mysterious that not even a single photo of him had ever leaked!

As a hardcore player and loyal fan of minecraft, her admiration for this producer had long since seeped into her very bones.

A mischievous smile played on Su Qingxue's lips as she deliberately kept her in suspense: "He's waiting for you. I'm giving you five minutes."

With that, she pressed her thumb down and hung up the call.

Lu Li looked at his wife helplessly. "Is that really necessary? With Chen Shuyu's personality, if she faints from anger on the spot when she finds out, you'll have to pay her medical bills."

Su Qingxue sat down beside Lu Li, her cool, elegant fragrance instantly enveloping him.

She extended her slender, pale finger, gently tracing it across Lu Li's cheek, her gaze hazy and burning hot.

"No, I want her to know that the god she has worshipped for a year is my, Su Qingxue's, man."

This thrill of declaring her sovereignty made the iceberg female CEO's heart race to a new high.

Five minutes.

Exactly three hundred seconds had passed when the solid wood door of the office was slammed open with immense force.

Chen Shuyu rushed in, her bangs stuck to her temples with sweat, panting heavily like a bellows.

Her eyes, which usually looked sharp and capable, were now bloodshot—a physiological reaction to extreme excitement.

"Where is he? Where is the great god? Where is he?!"

Like an out-of-control radar, Chen Shuyu's gaze swept frantically around the room.

She didn't even have time to pay attention to Lu Li sitting on the sofa, treating him merely as a background prop blocking her way.

In her heart, the genius who could develop a masterpiece like minecraft had to be an unkempt eccentric, or a geek wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding an elite aura.

It could absolutely not be the guy in front of her, holding a half-empty can of cola, who loved to lie around all day,

who even lay back in his chair when guiding others in technology, leaving Doraemon to make the concluding remarks.

"Shuyu, have some water first."

Su Qingxue stood up and elegantly pointed to the seat opposite her.

"Why would I drink water right now! Qingxue, stop keeping me in suspense, quickly tell me, where is he?"

Chen Shuyu stomped her feet in anxiety, her high heels tapping a chaotic rhythm on the floor.

Su Qingxue turned slightly, gesturing with her open palm toward Lu Li, the playfulness in her eyes almost overflowing.

"He's right before your eyes."

Chen Shuyu looked over, following her friend's gesture.

Her gaze lingered on Lu Li for three seconds, then she turned back to look at Su Qingxue, her face utterly blank.

"Stop joking around. Lu Li is here, but where is the great god? Is he resting in the inner room?"

She even wanted to bypass the sofa and rush toward the lounge.

Lu Li sighed and gently placed the cola can on the coffee table.

There was a soft clink.

"Shuyu, stop looking."

Lu Li slowly raised his head. The laziness in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a profound depth that seemed to oversee everything.

"Didn't you keep asking me before about what was going on with that hidden redstone circuit logic bug?"

Chen Shuyu's movements froze.

That was a topic only she and the mysterious creator had discussed in that specific email inbox.

To resolve the computing power overflow of minecraft on mobile devices, she had specifically asked the great god for those private details.

No one else knew about it except for that game producer.

Chen Shuyu stiffly turned her neck, her pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks.

She looked at Lu Li, looking at the man she had looked down upon six months ago, thinking he was just a freeloading husband.

During this time, Lu Li had created miracle after miracle, but she only knew that Lu Li was powerful; she hadn't started worshipping Lu Li like one of those Guanghui Technology fans online.

She even felt that Lu Li had simply suddenly seen the light after being criticized so much.

But at this moment, the game producer of minecraft, which she had played for a whole year, was actually Lu Li.

She had even become a fangirl, secretly wearing black silk JK skirts to show off her straight thighs, attending COSPLAY events, and wearing a Creeper head mask to roleplay as a Creeper.

The shock this gave her was actually even greater than the Virtual Helmet.

"You... what did you just say?"