Thirty-four

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"Su Ziyang, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say she was the one pestering you and refusing a divorce?" Xu Shiyi released Su Ziyang, her alluring voice laced with dissatisfaction.

I really didn't say "car sex" just now; I asked "have you ever had car sex." There is a world of difference between two words and five, Jiang Shen thought to himself.

What exactly is that bitch trying to find? Why would she betray me? She is the current Empress; who could possibly induce her to do such a thing! If she was truly instigated by someone, that mastermind must be rooted out and must surely die.

A doorbell rang, and Mother Shu rushed out, not even bothering to put on her shoes, looking like an ant on a hot pan.

The lobby was in absolute shambles; countless shattered jars, pots, and ornaments lay scattered about, and more than a dozen security guards were nursing their wounds.

After Jing Xin and Xiaoxiang lulled the two babies to sleep, they began to prepare for dinner. Although Zhuang Peng was busy entertaining guests, he had specifically arranged for meals to be sent over to them. Xiaoxiang helped Jing Xin ladle a bowl of soup when someone gave a gentle knock on the door.

She had changed into a black gown with thin straps that reached her ankles. Her straight, pure black hair hung down her back to her waist. Her face was completely devoid of makeup, making her look exceptionally clean and elegant.

After accompanying Xiaoling to buy a few outfits, she insisted on buying me one too. How could I bring myself to spend her money? Besides, I was afraid she would see the wounds on my body, so I adamantly declined. Xiaoling even pointed at me, scolding me for being overly pretentious.

When the sordid affairs of those years were exposed, Yuchi Hengyuan and Yuchi Qing were both fighting on the frontier. Due to Lady Wang’s deliberate concealment, they were unaware of the events unfolding in the capital.

If the Emperor were Yun Zixiu, she would have no more regrets. It was a pity that the man beside her was not Yun Zixiu, but Feng Qing—a man whose heart was tethered to her sister. Every time she thought of him sneaking into the Changle Palace to carry on illicitly with her sister day after day, Gu Xianxian could not help but feel deep contempt.

Regardless of whether Dongfang Chen truly cared for her, it did not change the fact that he had a fiancée.

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If the other party were under Yi Chenxuan’s command, they wouldn't have asked that way. That left only one possibility—those people belonged to a third party, neither Yi Chenxuan nor Yi Chenjing.

Chu Haoran chuckled and said, "Then I thank you; I actually hope that's the case." Before Tian Yueting could fly into a rage, he hurriedly ran inside.

"This is the piece of iron from before. As for why it’s like this, I have no idea." I opened my palm, but the dazzling light I expected did not appear. However, the surface of the iron piece was no longer as pitch-black and unsightly as it had been.

When Yiye saw that the four junior brothers he had sent were unharmed, he felt slightly relieved. Yet, the situation before him made him worry again. He walked over to Chen Xi and observed him.

In truth, Xia Zimo also liked this doll-like girl; she had felt a good connection from the very first glance.

Moreover, he had already mastered the Cell Activation Technique. It was impossible for his spiritual power to reach the seventh stage in such a short period of time.

Against such a magnificent backdrop, his heart felt even more desolate and wounded. Hunger made his whole body go limp, and his stomach cramped repeatedly, causing him to frown in pain. His hands and feet were ice cold... he looked truly pitiful.

What did that have to do with her? From the moment Feng Shu schemed against her, they could no longer be considered good sisters. They had each chosen their own paths, and now, an apology could not erase the rift between them.

His wishful thinking was to capture Chen Xi before Amut arrived, which would allow him to hold leverage and secure victory today.

Time flew by; eight years passed in the blink of an eye, and the Naga Crown Prince finally celebrated his fifteenth birthday.

Liu Yue followed Han Bing’s instructions and did not raise the bid again. After waiting for a moment, the auctioneer brought the gavel down with some reluctance; this price had already exceeded her expectations.

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It wasn’t heavy—not really. Sun Changning now possessed immense strength; he could swing a two or three-hundred-pound steel block with one hand. When fighting someone, a single strike of his "Ming Jin" force could carry two thousand pounds of power.

After leaving the Ghost Realm, the outside world had changed completely. Although there were still all sorts of high-rise buildings, the overall style had shifted dramatically. The mystical elements were gone, replaced by a more secular atmosphere.

Before she could tell her the news, she saw Jiang Suxian sitting in the lounge area, her face buried in her hands, her body trembling with sobs.

"Alright, let's not mention that bitch. Let's discuss our own wedding. Tiange, where do you plan to hold the ceremony?" Feng Jing asked.

"Sigh!" Jiang Chen let out another long sigh and simply turned to walk away. Staying here was a form of torment for him.

However, he was truly helpless now. He couldn't afford to help either side. He had gone to such lengths to coax Meng Xueli into going abroad for a trip so that his father would have the opportunity to strip her of her power. If he helped Mo Qianxue now, everything would be ruined.

Since he could sit in the position of General Manager, he surely wasn't a fool like Shen Lang who relied on connections and backers to climb the ladder. He could naturally understand these principles.

After Yang Lanjing's identity was exposed, the subsequent investigation continued. Through fingerprint comparison, it was confirmed beyond doubt that it was Yang Lanjing.