Volume 1 Chapter 40: The Father-in-law Forces Her to Divorce

Song Wanxi’s heart skipped a beat.

Judging by You Jin’s reaction, it was clear he knew she was at the door and had opened it specifically for her.

As for how he knew?

Song Wanxi guessed that he must not have been asleep yet; he likely heard movement outside and checked the security feed to see the living room.

Nervous and unsure of what to say, Song Wanxi raised the orange in her hand and asked in a soft, gentle tone, "May I eat your fruit?"

Zhao Qianshan’s expression shifted dramatically; he felt his lifespan draining away by decades from that single strike of Xia Zheng’s sword.

Xia Zheng performed the Eight-Step Roaming Dragon, his figure dissolving into a series of blurred afterimages as he fled through the valley.

"I live in constant fear every day, terrified that one day I’ll be kicked out of the municipal government compound. Once that day comes, my political career is finished! Do you understand? Do you even understand?" Du Jing shrieked hysterically.

Seeing this scene, the dozen or so malevolent spirits present wore expressions of sheer terror, scrambling backward and fleeing into the sky.

Ba Qi saw Old Wang’s hesitation, as well as his fear and compromise. Thus, he efficiently added a bit more leverage, driving his blade into the bandit leader’s left arm, deep enough to touch the bone.

"Zihua, the baby is three months old today. I’ve invited Master Hong to come and take a look at the pregnancy, to settle the fetus and increase our blessings." Liu Yin had played enough men in her life that she could lie without blushing or missing a beat.

Pupupupu was a man of his word; he logged on exactly at the promised time. He Xi found him and indicated that the money was ready.

"Because this situation was already clear, there is... no reaction for the moment, I suppose." Yes, after all, Shelley was still capable of rational thought, so it was judged that she was likely not in any significant trouble.

"Since you are heading to the Western Regions and we are as well, I wonder if you might consider traveling with us? That way, we can look out for one another and verify our findings together." Nan Kexue extended his invitation, effectively returning to the main topic.

Suddenly, a sound of clashing metal rang out. Dozens of burly men in black, wielding steel pipes, emerged as they struck the fences of the repair shop.

No sooner had Rong Guchen finished speaking than he reached out, grabbed Manqi’s hand, and pulled her away from Nan Jinxi and over to his side.

"My Prince, ever since I entered the Prince’s manor, I have belonged to you. No matter what happens, I will only remember to keep my place." Ding Muxue seemed to have matured overnight, but as she spoke, her long fingernails dug so deeply into her palms they nearly pierced the flesh.

"Very well. He is already on his way. Pour this into the wine." The mysterious figure handed him a packet of powder.

After leaving the palace, Zhang Ping headed toward the residence of the Grand Minister of Agriculture, Zhou Zhong. With Liu Bian’s issue resolved, he figured dealing with Zhou Yu would be much easier.

Having just knocked down twenty young aristocrats with his bare hands, Lu Jun’s reply was cold and rigid.

"Grand Marshal, this Dong Zhuo is so unruly and arrogant, relying on his favor to act recklessly. To slight you so repeatedly—he is merely a local marquis, banking on the support of General-in-Chief He Jin. You must not let this man off lightly." Seeing Dong Zhuo’s repeated disrespect toward Zhang Wen, Sun Jian felt a surge of indignation and offered his counsel.

Watching Nan Jinxi, who appeared utterly terrified, Rong Guchen averted his gaze, no longer fixing his eyes upon her chest.

At that moment, Qian Yu, who was running at the back, suddenly looked behind him—he couldn't help but feel that just before he began to run, he had heard a sound.

"That token isn't mine; isn't it in Zhao'er’s hands now? Besides, those three armies are Imperial Guards tasked with protecting the borders; without an edict, they are forbidden from approaching the Imperial City," Gu Zhiqi said, turning to look at her.

"Suck on this! I just took the wrong path!" Tao Yaoyao rolled her eyes. How could anyone be so narcissistic? Did he really think she needed to dress like this just to get his attention? The mere thought made her furious.