Big Shot's Reincarnation Sweeps the World Chapter 1125 - Little Devils

1125 Little Devils

“I have hands.” Sheng Yang shifted her gaze away, still feeling a bit awkward with this level of attention.

“Oh.” Very obediently, Yi Juncheng placed the grapes onto a plate.

He had significantly reined in his domineering nature. Through his time with Sheng Yang, he had gradually discovered how to show her proper respect.

Such happiness was a rare treasure, and he held it incredibly dear.

Even as Sheng Yang’s belly expanded day by day, she remained adamant about attending the research institute. Yi Juncheng didn't mind in the slightest.

Natural selection dictated the survival of the fittest. If his and Yangyang’s offspring lacked the strength to endure this level of intensity, then they simply weren't worthy of being their children.

The position of dean at the research institute was being handed over to Sheng Yang by Zhou Rusheng. Because of this, she became the target of envy for many within the organization. Aside from Zhou Feiyang, who had already vanished into nothingness, numerous others were eyeing the title with greed.

However, Zhou Rusheng chose this moment to display his own authority. “If anyone dares to harm Sheng Yang, I will level this research institute. Every piece of advanced science, every classified secret, and the key to the treasure vault will be obliterated.”

The crowd was left speechless. In truth, before joining the institute, Zhou Rusheng was a well-known lunatic.

He had merely been wearing a mask of professional seriousness in recent years.

Thus, Sheng Yang became the first pregnant candidate for dean in the history of the Lanca Research Institute.

Curiously, once she reached her fifth month of pregnancy, the infants in Sheng Yang’s womb would settle down whenever she entered the laboratory. The two children would cease their kicking and movement entirely.

While it might have been a coincidence once or twice, it happened nearly every single day.

Pausing her work, Sheng Yang tilted her head to the side. She suddenly inquired, “Are you two interested in this?”

Sheng Yang’s highly capable assistants were baffled by her behavior.

How could that be possible? They were merely unborn fetuses.

In private, the staff couldn’t help but trade whispers.

“Isn’t this future dean acting a bit too pretentious?”

“Tsk, does she actually believe the children in her womb are aliens?”

A certain individual happened to stroll past carrying a basket of freshly peeled fruit. Though his gaze didn't wander, the group noticed him and were paralyzed with fear. “H-Hall Master…”

The Hall of One Man’s Rule was more powerful than ever. Even those holding high-ranking roles in the institute lacked the courage to cross him. To provoke the Hall Master was to invite death—or worse, to wish for it.

Yi Juncheng continued walking straight with the fruit. He had already passed them when he suddenly retraced his steps to look at them.

The group tucked their heads in like ostriches. Terrified to the point of holding their breath, they couldn't meet his eyes or even manage to stammer out an apology. The air seemed to freeze.

A smirk played on Yi Juncheng’s lips. “There's no need for such tension. I turned over a new leaf a long time ago.”

“...” His claim lacked any shred of credibility.

Finally, one person spoke up, “Our apologies, Hall Master. Since they are the children of you and the future dean, it’s only natural they’d be designing rockets before they’re even born…”

“You’re being hyperbolic.” Yi Juncheng gave the man a pat on the shoulder. The man felt as if a ten-thousand-pound weight had dropped onto him. Yi Juncheng then gestured to someone behind the man, hooking his finger. “Step forward.”

Drenched in a cold sweat, the designated person shuffled forward with tiny steps.

Yi Juncheng rested a hand on this person’s shoulder. “Insulting my children is one thing; you can settle that with the little devils yourselves once they arrive. But if you speak ill of my wife… Haha…”

The moment he let out that cold chuckle…