Chapter 48: This Is My Wife

Upon hearing Zhou Yuheng's words, Lin Xilan's hand supporting her cheek suddenly slipped off track. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her body leaned a bit to the left.

"Why do you say that?"

Lin Xilan's tone was breezy and light.

Zhou Yuheng lowered his head, picking up a piece of mushroom with his chopsticks, but he didn't rush to put it into his mouth.

"Just making conversation. After all, I didn't do many good things for you before..."

When Bu Xu introduced to everyone that Hu Jun was now one of their own and would often come over to help out, several of the veteran employees simply could not believe their ears.

The primary reason Yu Shuping made such a resolute decision stemmed from this recent incident where Yu Xiao was targeted and robbed.

Looking down, Ye Lin discovered that the skin on the palms of his hands was already beginning to rot, and the pungent, scorched odor was intensely stifling.

Heng Ye carried a jar of wine in one hand and held Le Yu by the other, introducing Le Yu to the clansmen all around. He proclaimed that Le Yu was Heng Yin's child, who, after more than twenty years, had finally returned to the clan.

If Yourong truly dared to plot against her subordinates, and her people were unwilling, she certainly would not allow them to be bullied by Yourong.

As they spoke, the three of them walked together through the small courtyard. One side of the courtyard was filled with blooming flowers and lush greenery, and there was even a short patch of chives, vibrant and remarkably eye-catching.

At dusk, the army arrived at a mountain hollow twenty miles southwest of Xuwu County, and Tuoba Su ordered them to make camp on the spot.

Inside Qingcheng Palace at this moment, everything was orderly and everyone was in their proper place. Two rows of banquet tables were set below the monarch, brilliant with lights, accompanied by singing and dancing.

Today, Min Gui had also made a rare appearance wearing a rich, dark purple long robe, adorned with black hair secured by an ink-jade crown. There always seemed to be something a little different lingering within his smiling eyes.

Needless to say about Bu Xu, the five-color stone was far too precious. Once this tobacco pouch was secured, regardless of the outcome of that auction in Shencheng, there was no need to take it too much to heart.

Chu Qiu suppressed a smile and handed Yang Shu a few roasted breadfruits; the sight was simply too miserable for him to bear laughing out loud.

At this moment, Yu Le's expression was calm, without a shred of panic. Her left hand covered Li Jiahang's mouth while her right hand reached deep into the pocket of her lab coat, gripping the handle of the dull-bladed scalpel.

"Could it be that Li Yaoyang went looking for trouble with Li Qing again?" Zhou Zeyang furrowed his brow, thinking to himself as he wanted to rush forward, only to find the door bolted from the inside by Old Su. He could only wave his hands vigorously to attract Li Qing's attention.

"How could that be? I should still call you President Fang. I am truly overjoyed to meet you, and I thank you for your contribution..." Commander Chen appeared somewhat excited.

An even more terrifying and thunderous explosion erupted as that ferocious, violent punch blasted viciously against the shattered fragments of the stars.

Almost every single moment of their weekends was spent together, the aura of love pressing forward like a broken bamboo—this was the true flavor of passionate romance.

[Lianliankan]: Having one wife like you is already enough of a headache; where would I find the energy to look for other wives?

"Because it's already winter break! Look at how you're losing track of the days—and you still haven't answered our question," Mother Fang gave him a sidelong glance and said.

He saw a grand hall, and within the hall stood a throne. Upon the throne sat a vague figure—a masterless consciousness entity, equivalent to a system AI, temporarily fulfilling the duties of a deity.

"I will not keep you company today. We shall meet again if it is meant to be." Having said this, Hu Chunyang immediately turned and fled.

"We are in deep trouble now, brother! The exit has been completely blocked off!" Jiang Fusheng spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes fixed blankly and his body growing rigid.

Wang Feng's remark left Nurse Yuan completely speechless. Feeling instantly as though she had offered enthusiastic warmth only to be met with a cold shoulder, she stopped speaking and lowered her head to begin working.

Upon hearing this, Dragon Kun and his wife were also filled with indignation. They knew their second sister-in-law all too well; a single flick of her tongue could make the dead speak. No matter how skilled you are at weaving stories, you shouldn't fabricate things so callously without a conscience. I, Dragon Kun, may be a little poor, but I am certainly not as destitute as you make out, lacking even the money to buy a blanket.