Chapter 25: Preparing for a Business Trip

Ning Lu chatted with Lu Yanfeng for a while. When he received a call and had to return to work, she went upstairs ahead of him to rest.

Just after Ning Lu closed the bedroom door, she turned around and saw the man sitting on the sofa. She drew in a sharp breath.

She had no idea when it had begun, but Lu Hongyu had become increasingly free to come and go here. Ning Lu was almost tempted to ask whose room this actually was.

“What are you doing here again?” Ning Lu’s voice had turned noticeably colder.

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The light shone upon the glittering golden Buddha statue, and Zhuzi felt that the smile on the Tathagata’s face had become even more sinister. The curve of its lips deepened slightly, and its eyes narrowed.

She had to find a way to make Misha leave. Only after Misha was gone would she have an excuse to make Chu Haoyuan leave as well.

“What?!” Mao Hongguang froze when he heard this. The news was truly astonishing to him. After all, he knew perfectly well what the Golden Core Stage represented.

Ping’an gave a foolish grin and said, “I don’t like playing either. I’d rather just watch you fight.”

Liu Bo’s body trembled as he looked around at the others. Every one of them seemed hateful to him, like vicious demons and fiends. But he had no other choice and could only grit his teeth and agree.

Under the impact of his massive body, the venomous spider was actually knocked off the ground and sent flying. Since it had left the ground, it could no longer use its ultimate move. Besides, the collision counted as an ordinary attack. With the venomous spider already at death’s door, how could it withstand such a blow?

Wu Bing was just thinking of reprimanding his subordinates when he suddenly caught sight of something from the corner of his eye. Looking down, he saw a gray mongrel biting a piece of bone from his bowl. He immediately raised his foot and kicked it.

“Holy crap! What the hell is this? System, you’re a damn bastard.” Clearly, someone could no longer resist the temptation and had opened the treasure chest. Under the chest’s radiance, materials and pieces of white- and green-grade equipment appeared before everyone’s eyes one after another.

Calling it a single slab of abdominal fat would not be entirely accurate. The words “beer belly” best described Zheng Bowei’s current condition.

Most importantly, it was close to home. His sister-in-law was so beautiful, and after what had happened with He Yong, I was even more worried about her.

But the people who had come from the south were what truly aroused the Old Fox’s curiosity. Everyone here was from out of town. The Old Fox had not never considered robbing them, but he lacked a justifiable pretext, and it would be difficult to explain himself to his brothers. Yet he had personally gone to observe these people, and they were certainly no kind-hearted souls.

When Lin Jiajia arrived at the scene, she saw a black car slowly pulling up as well. The person who stepped out was none other than Fu Shijin, who had been out of contact for more than half a month.

Moreover, there was no rouge or powder on her face. Like Ai Qiaoqiao, she had a smooth, immaculate complexion that made her look utterly fresh and clean.

She had never heard such beautiful words of love before. He could be domineering, gentle, or so indulgent toward her that there seemed to be no limits to his tenderness.

He did not even spare it a glance. He simply tore the marriage certificate into shreds and scattered them into the air, the muscles in his face twitching violently.

Who would not wish that, whenever trouble arose, someone would step forward to shield her and tell her, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll handle everything”?

Su Chen rolled up the car window. After secretly spitting and cursing himself for being so pathetic, he forced himself to stop thinking about that man.

Seeing how readily I admitted it, Ye Shaohong instead fell uncomfortably silent, a dark and imposing gloom radiating from his brows and eyes.

Aunt Tian Hua sobbed as she told me what had happened. Some time ago, Sister Liu had contacted her while searching for a suitable surrogate, and had even gone to the village once.

When Wang Lin was still around, Jiu Buwai had begged Wang Lin for mercy. Now... it was Ye Wanyun’s turn. That man had absolutely no shame.

A divine herb was growing on the cliff, lush and emerald green, so pleasing to the eye. It was no more than twenty centimeters tall. If Grandpa Li Yang had not once told me what it looked like, I would never have recognized it. It had no distinctive features at all and looked no different from ordinary flowers and plants.