Meanwhile, in another part of Coast Country, a storm was stirring online. But this wasn't a weather storm—it was digital chaos.
Social media was ablaze.
#NumberOneRichestManInCoastCountry was trending at the top of every feed. Just a week ago, no one had heard of Su Ye Han. Now, he was everywhere—on news stations, blogs, gossip sites, and fan pages.
Someone_Need_Love: Oh my God. It's only been a week since he started his company and he's already at the top!
Crush_Haters: I agree with the comment above. If it were that easy to become number one, maybe I should start my own company! Hahaha… Who am I kidding? I can't even afford noodles.
Boredom_Ness: We don't know how many lives he crushed to climb that fast.
I_Agree: I agree with all the comments above.
Peace_Maker: You're all missing the point—have you seen his face? That man is artwork.
News_Carrier: His name's Su Ye Han. Apparently, he's not just rich—he's devastatingly handsome.
Just as the world buzzed with curiosity over his success, another hashtag caught fire:
#MostHandsomeBachelor
SuYeHan_Wife: I'm blinded by love. I can't believe someone like this actually exists.
Legal_Wife: Excuse me, commenter above, I'm his LEGAL wife. Step back.
Slave_Of_SuHan: I'd willingly become his slave if I could just breathe the same air as him.
Beauty_Seeker: Where has this man been hiding all this time?!
While fans argued over his looks and status, the man at the center of it all—Su Ye Han himself—was neither resting nor reveling. He stood atop the gleaming glass tower that was his private office, eyes sharp as blades, gaze locked on the sprawling city below.
"Have you found him?" he asked with chilling calm.
His team of elite disciples hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances. One finally stepped forward, clearing his throat nervously.
"Boss… with all due respect, your description is… impossible to follow."
Su Ye Han narrowed his eyes.
The disciple stuttered on, "You said he looks exactly like a fairy… has the eyes of an angel… lips red like cherries… skin pale like fresh milk… and a figure that would shame the world's top models. Boss, how are we supposed to track someone based on that? We don't even know what a fairy or angel really looks like…"
"What are you saying? That my description is not good enough?" Su Ye Han's voice dropped, deadly quiet.
The disciple immediately bowed. "N-No, sir! We're the incompetent ones! We'll double our search. Triple it! We won't rest until he's found."
"Good," Su Ye Han said, turning back to the window. "Dismissed."
The room emptied in seconds, leaving only him and his ever-loyal assistant, Lou Man.
Lou Man stepped forward quietly. "Sir… may I speak freely?"
"You may."
"I think it's time to let go. That human… he was just someone you used to stabilize your condition after your awakening. He served his purpose. You know how dangerous it is to cross lines. Zombies and humans cannot be together—it's forbidden."
A heavy silence followed.
Then Su Ye Han turned, eyes glowing faintly with a ghostly blue light. "Lou Man, I've been gone a long time. Things have changed—and if they haven't, then I will change them. I have the right to love who I want."
He walked past his assistant and opened the door. "And I don't want to hear about this again. Leave me."
Lou Man bowed in defeat and quietly exited.
Meanwhile, across the city…
Xue Yan stood hunched over a public sink in the hospital restroom, the taste of bile in his mouth, hands cold and trembling. For the fifth morning in a row, he had vomited violently, but today's episode had nearly made him black out.
Finally giving in to concern, he checked into the hospital for a full exam.
After running some tests and noting his symptoms, the doctor raised an eyebrow.
"I suggest we run a pregnancy test, just to rule out the rare possibility."
Xue Yan stared in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? I know there are… cases. Men with the ability to conceive. But I'm not one of them," he said, his voice sharp.
The doctor shrugged calmly. "If you're confident, then the results will prove you right."
Rolling his eyes, Xue Yan agreed—if only to shut the idea down once and for all.
An hour later, the results came in.
The doctor sat before him, hands folded. "Congratulations, Mr. Xue… you're two weeks pregnant."
The words fell like thunder in Xue Yan's ears.
"…What?" he whispered.
"Also," the doctor added gently, "your baby isn't in the best shape. I strongly recommend a better diet and plenty of rest. You're under too much stress."
Xue Yan couldn't hear the rest. He felt the room spin around him.
Pregnant?
How?
When?
His mind raced.
But deep inside, a flicker of memory tried to surface—a shadowed corner… a stranger's touch… and eyes that glowed faintly in the dark.
He clutched his chest, the doctor's words echoing in his ears.
"Congratulations…"
But this didn't feel like congratulations.
It felt like the beginning of something unexplainable… something dangerous… and deeply, painfully, beautiful.