My wife is a reborn big boss

"Wake up, wake up!"

Wu Qiong opened his eyes.

Yes, it's not an unfamiliar ceiling.

Instead, it was a monitor that looked somewhat familiar, displaying the game's character settings.

Could it be that...?

No!

Wu Qiong was devastated. He had just made up his mind to stay in that world forever, and now he was back?

What the hell were you doing this morning?!

He felt the world's deep malice towards him.

"Xiao Wu, I know you work hard, but there's no need to work overtime all night at the company. If I hadn't come back to pick up some documents today, you don't know how long you would have slept." The speaker was his boss, the friend from the game who personally saw his girlfriend off at the airport.

"Huh?" Wu Qiong didn't know how to respond, so he randomly started a conversation: "Brother Bu, isn't everyone off work today?"

The tycoon who personally saw his girlfriend off at the airport is surnamed Bu.

"You must be still half asleep," Brother Bu said irritably. "Even if we work 996, we should at least rest on Sundays, don't you dare slander me."

Because he had a very good relationship with Wu Qiong, and it was he who brought Wu Qiong to his company, the two of them didn't act like a boss and employee, but rather like buddies.

"Sunday?" Wu Qiong frowned. Was the night he transmigrated a Saturday? It had been too long to remember.

Could all of this really just be a dream I had while I was asleep? If so, it seems I have a real talent for making up stories. Maybe I should ask a writer to write them down.

My pen name will be... Naihe Xiaowangchuan.

He was lost in thought as he thought of the women he would never see again.

Even if it was just a dream, it felt so real.

Huh? Wu Qiong suddenly noticed the character on the screen and felt a strong sense of unease.

Seeing Wu Qiong frowning as he stared at the screen, Brother Bu smiled, sat down next to him, and offered him a cigarette.

"Xiao Wu, I know you're under a lot of pressure because you're in charge of this project. Relax, it's just a single-player game, just a test, don't take it so seriously."

Wu Qiong, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, had just taken the lighter from Brother Bu and was about to light his cigarette when he heard this and asked in surprise, "Single-player game?"

He clearly remembered it as an online game!

"It's just a single-player game, isn't it?" Brother Bu laughed. "And it's a female-oriented martial arts reverse harem game."

"Huh?" Wu Qiong realized where the unease came from; it was here!

He looked at the character design on the screen: a stunningly beautiful woman in a green robe, carrying a sword. A wooden sword hung at her waist, and she wore a playful smile. Her large eyes were incredibly bright and lively. Next to the character design was the character's name, displayed in two large, gleaming characters: Wu Qiong.

Wu Qiong smirked. Suddenly, he thought of something, opened the character settings pages for several versions of the BOSS, and fixed his gaze on three of them.

The first one was a man dressed in black. He was handsome and, though expressionless, possessed a terrifying demonic aura.

His name is Su Mubai.

The second person was a man wearing a moon-white robe embroidered with ink bamboo. He had a gentle smile on his face and an elegant and extraordinary demeanor.

His name is Li Jianshi.

The last one was a man dressed in a black and gold dragon robe. He had a confident look in his eyes, exuding a kingly aura, and a mysterious smile on his face.

His name is Bai Xuanji.

"..." The cigarette ash fell from Wu Qiong's hand onto the back of his hand, and he felt completely horrified: "Is this some kind of joke?!"

Bu Ge, not understanding what was going on, comforted him, "It's okay, the situation isn't serious yet."

Seeing that Wu Qiong ignored him, he gave an awkward laugh and continued, "This was just a practice project for you, don't take it too seriously. By the way..."

He held the mouse, clicked a few times, and continued to comfort her: "These parts are quite touching."

Wu Qiong looked over and saw that Brother Bu had opened a folder containing several in-game CG screenshots.

Wu Qiong sensed something was wrong, grabbed the mouse, and clicked on the image.

The first picture shows Su Mubai, a young man in black, looking down at a girl with a wooden sword hanging from her waist on an official road outside a city.

Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were full of tenderness. Their figures were dyed orange-red by the sunset, and the scene was so beautiful that it was hard to look directly at them.

The image also includes speech bubbles.

Su Mubai: "I thought we were friends."

Wu Qiong's face darkened, and he clicked on the next picture.

Under a large tree, a young man in black and a young woman in a blue dress stood, sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows on them.

The young man in black gently stroked a strand of the girl's hair, his eyes tender: "The moon shines brightly over the horizon, my longing for you is strongest at dawn and dusk..."

"..." Wu Qiong remained expressionless and then clicked on the next picture.

In the darkness, the young man in white, dressed in ink and bamboo robes, smiled at the young woman in green: "Wu Qiong... Wu Qiong... I'll call you Sister Qiong from now on."

Next one.

On the imperial city wall, a man in a black and gold dragon robe gently embraced a young woman in a green dress, exuding confidence and triumph: "Qiong'er, this is the empire I have conquered for you!"

Wu Qiong closed his eyes, trembling as he lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

Brother Bu, standing nearby, cautiously asked, "Little Wu, are you not satisfied?"

Wu Qiong suddenly opened his eyes, his tone flat and emotionless: "Brother Bu, I think... this woman is such a slut."

"So this is what harem games for women are like," Bu Ge said nonchalantly.

Wu Qiong looked conflicted: "Games targeted at women are still too niche. How about we switch the genders of these characters..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted: "Isn't this great? The protagonists of male-oriented harem games are pretty scumbags too, but you still have a blast playing them. Besides, wasn't this the script you decided, Xiao Wu?"

Brother Bu thinks Xiao Wu is acting a bit strange today; maybe he hasn't had enough rest.

"Xiao Wu, you've been up all night, you should go home and get some rest. We can talk about this when we get to work tomorrow."

"..."

Shouldn't he be allowed to rest at home for a few more days? The capitalists' true colors are truly ugly!

Wu Qiong silently got up, and before leaving, he took one last look at the three men and one woman on the screen.

"Could it be because I've been in the past for almost twenty years that my memories are so hazy? Was I actually making a single-player game for women instead of an online game?" Wu Qiong twitched his lips, falling into self-doubt.

He walked out of the office building and looked at the bustling crowd, feeling as if he had been transported to another world.

"Perhaps... I should go home and visit," Wu Qiong murmured.

Thinking of his parents, his eyes hardened; it was time to go home.

Although he just bought a new house, he still lives with his parents because he doesn't have a girlfriend.

Leaving aside the twenty-minute drive, he parked his car and walked towards the residential area across the street.

This is an old-style seven-story building complex. Why seven stories? Because elevators are only mandatory for buildings with eight stories or more...

His family lived in apartment 602 on the sixth floor of a building with five doors.

Reaching the sixth floor, his breathing became slightly rapid. Not from nervousness, but because his body, which wasn't very athletic, was a little tired after climbing six floors.

That's right, he doesn't know martial arts, after all, this is modern times, not a martial arts novel.

He said he wasn't nervous, but when the moment came, he still hesitated a bit.

Just as he was hesitating, the door opened, and inside was a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen.

Wu Qiong's hand, which was about to knock on the door, froze in mid-air: "Who are you, beautiful lady?"

The girl rolled her eyes: "Brother, even if you call me beautiful, it won't work. I won't speak up for you in front of Dad!"

Wu Qiong was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

He remembered that he was supposed to be an only child...