Chapter 122: So Happy—His Wife Is Standing Up for Him

Song Yanqiu had seen Lu Jianwei before. Aside from being slightly better looking and having a better figure, there was nothing about her simple attire that suggested she was a legitimate daughter of a wealthy family.

Dressed in plain cotton and linen, she couldn't even afford a piece of polyester; she looked so impoverished that the word "destitute" was practically written all over her.

"With someone like her, you actually compare me to her? Geng Huozhong, are you blind?" Song Yanqiu remained as haughty as ever.

"What do you mean 'someone like her'? She is—"

It wasn't until the next day that she finally opened her eyes, only to find the man's possessive hand clamped firmly around her waist, refusing to let her escape even an inch.

An Lingyin took over from Fu Rongsheng, looking up at him with teary eyes that shimmered with moisture.

Feichun wondered to herself, if she couldn't even master Boss Zhao's ways despite her best efforts, how could she ever train the staff? She kept encouraging herself internally.

A glimmer of joy rose in Xie Ziyan's eyes. As long as there was hope, it was enough, though she was not a martial artist and did not understand what the title of "Martial God" truly signified.

Qi Yuan had already charged forward with his sword. Sha pushed his hands forward, and dozens of dark, heavy sand spears shot out like a torrential downpour, instantly bypassing Qi Yuan and whistling toward the Faceless One.

Throughout his military and combat career, Logan had experienced all sorts of shifts in the X-Men world, but he had never seen a private individual possess such heavy equipment. Even when he was experimented on, it had been conducted with military backing.

Seeing Erqin's displeased expression and hearing her cold words, Sanga did not mention himself first; instead, he brought up Chenqiao, placing him in front as a shield.

Gu Chengshu felt a pleasant sensation on her face. She couldn't help but take a gentle breath; indeed, the fresh air held an indescribable fragrance.

Natasha was the starting point of this incident. The most important task was to clarify the role she played and identify the coins the Greed-Seeker had obtained from her.

A storm of questions churned in Huang Lincao's mind, rolling like waves in the ocean, refusing to settle for a long time.

"I misunderstood about the Azure Sea Pearl. I believe you! I have thought about the incident at the restaurant for a long time. Do you have any idea how much I have missed you these past few days?" Luo Qining confessed.

Having been temperamental for so many years, she could no longer tolerate even the slightest grievance. Of course, as the deputy director of a renowned private hospital, she had the capital to be temperamental.

"Yan, you shouldn't have been so impulsive. I warned you not to strike at them without absolute certainty, as it would be meaningless and only serve to expose your existence," the shadow swayed as it spoke.

Since the magistrate had finally arrived, Xiangyu gave a perfunctory account of the situation and handed the matter over to Wu Qi. She only set forth one principle: to uphold the law impartially.

After finishing dinner and retiring early, perhaps because she had slept too much in the carriage during the day, Mu Jiusi found herself unable to fall asleep for a while.

"Sister Tong, I was wrong, please spare me," Shu'er begged, kneeling on the ground and clutching Ruan Tong's leg in desperate supplication.

It was the same familiar bottle, filled with a milky-white liquid. As the bottle swayed slightly, the sweet, wispy fragrance inside seemed ready to drift right out through the cap.

It was no wonder Chuntao was so annoyed; those in the Duke's mansion who knew the inside story understood the behavior of the Third Master Gu's family.

But if one day they all truly left, she didn't know how she would go on living. Heaven was always so cruel; while granting you good things, it often demanded the loss of much else. Luo Qining didn't know what she would eventually lose in exchange for these beautiful moments.

"Amu!" Amu let out a cry of pain. To protect its vital parts, it had thrust its forelimb forward, taking the Lion King's bite head-on. Even for Amu, the force of the Lion King's strike was simply unbearable.