Volume 1, Chapter 38: The Good Husband and the Scum

"No, it's just that the work pressure is a bit high, and sometimes I feel tired." Shen Yixiao immediately masked his emotions as soon as he saw I had noticed. It would be very troublesome if I were to probe further and discover that his bad mood was because of Lu Xiaoyun.

"Don't push yourself too hard; your health is more important," I advised him solicitously.

Shen Yixiao squeezed out a smile, which was clearly tinged with exhaustion. "Yes, don't worry about me."

I decided to let him indulge in his sorrow for today.

I didn't linger and turned to leave the office. When I reached the secretarial department, I stopped and said to everyone, "Secretary Lu is hospitalized. I plan to visit her after work. Would you like to come along?..."

His mother, the noble consort, had only one son; how could she tolerate him being injured while the others were perfectly fine, especially when Chu Ling was still there? His verbal complaints were just something he let out and then dismissed.

That scene remained etched in her mind. She wondered if it would have been better if she had just watched him from afar, but unfortunately, time cannot flow backward.

The gymnasium had been newly built; it was said that the principal had commissioned it specifically to strengthen the students' physical fitness. Because it was midday, the students were either eating in the cafeteria, running on the track, or practicing the long jump, so the gymnasium was empty, with almost no one around.

The leading old woman lunged toward Tang Tang, and the people behind her were just as aggressive, seemingly intent on pouncing and tearing at Tang Tang.

After his shower, he wiped his dripping hair with a towel and walked to the balcony, where he lit a cigarette.

After the three men, including Wu Pengqiang, came down from the front, Lei Ming stepped forward and placed his hand on the stone. As soon as his hand touched the surface, a gentle force emerged from the stone and burrowed into Lei Ming's body.

It was impossible for Chu Bai not to have known that Chu Zi had the ability to escape, and the fact that Chu Zi’s departure from the Qi territory was far too smooth suggested that Chu Bai had planned it all along.

When Wang Yongqi called him yesterday, asking him to obtain firearms from the black market, he had struggled with the dilemma for a long time.

Xu Mu recounted to Sheng Yanfeng, as if it were a joke, how his cousin Ye Xiwei had threatened to buy the entire office building just to rent it to him.

"My wife, you promised to come find me, why didn't you? Have you forsaken me?" Xiao Zhongqin held her, resting his chin on her shoulder, and accused her with a sense of grievance.

The cliff was high, and their horses were no longer of any use; they had to rely on their own two legs to search the precipice.

"Wang Hao, a piece of trash, has really become something else in these past few years," Zhang Chengye muttered to himself. A few years ago, crushing Wang Hao would have been as easy as crushing an ant, but now, being in Jiangcheng, he felt a hint of pressure. Meanwhile, his father had retired, and he felt a sudden, massive sense of disparity.

Li Danian reached out and grabbed the end of the rope binding the three of them, pulling hard, but it wouldn't budge.

"They are hard to manage; they cause trouble every day," Su Meng said with a frown. She had indeed spent a lot of mental energy dealing with the affairs of those two factions.

Throughout the day, Lian Cheng remained deep in thought regarding Xu Lei's behavior. Was he simply not showing his cards because he was too calculating, or did he truly not take Xu Li seriously? Lian Cheng could not be sure.

To put it plainly: Haha, don't think that just because you're my cousin, you aren't still a loser. When you encounter a little trouble, you're helpless and still have to rely on my help, don't you?

By two in the morning, Cheng Kai gave An Yi another batch. An Yi took a look and handed it back to Cheng Kai.

Duan Yuwei frowned. The more Ye Fan acted this way, the more uncomfortable she felt, as if something major were about to happen.

Duan Ruihua had intended to make coffee, but after studying the machine for a long time without figuring it out, he decisively gave up. He took a three-in-one coffee packet from the cabinet, made a cup, and then walked over to sit down. Seeing the bouquet of bright red roses on the coffee table, he toyed with the petals.

However, as she approached He Chuyao while holding the Siamese cat, the cat began to sneeze again.

Lu Sheng stomped her feet in anger. "That fool, who ruins more than she accomplishes, is absolutely stupid to the core!" After saying this, she threw her fish spear onto the stage and hurried away.

Just as the eldest madam reached this point, someone suddenly shouted, interrupting her as they walked in from outside.

The goal of Master Azan was, of course, to scold him into consciousness, but after scolding him for a long time, there was no effect whatsoever.

"Forget it, let's just go back to the Undying City. It's perfect; we can also prepare some travel expenses," Yun Fan said after some thought.

Her fair, sexy, naked back was exposed to his sight without any cover, and he could clearly see her shy appearance in the mirror, where she crossed her arms to protect her chest.

Arriving at the Werewolf Bastion, the werewolves stationed there were already busy, nervously conducting defensive work. The garrison on the walls had been increased, and several off-road vehicles sped out of the bastion, racing in every direction.

Hua Biluo was still thinking about how Wang Chunhua hadn't managed to gain any advantage from Hua Qingyan that morning. After waiting for a long time without receiving a response from Hua Qingyan, she couldn't help but look back, only to see Hua Qingyan with her peach-blossom eyes half-closed, her face full of enjoyment and intoxication; she even smacked her lips.

"The master said that before we encounter the three great forbidden lands, we should try our best not to take action," the other two young monks seemed to see through Fo Wen's thoughts and reminded him.

Mo Yue no longer had the heart to deal with Gongsun Sheng. The young master had said he would come to the Tianluo Sect, but this old man in front of her claimed that Gongsun Sheng was the only one left in the sect. Could it be that the young master had already...

Domestic audiences, upon hearing that it was a foreign film award, immediately felt it was high-end. As press releases were issued, topics were generated, fame increased, and their market value rose along with it.

However, the price of the ski resort in this scenic area was still unknown; Li Linlang hadn't asked beforehand. But he could at least afford a cable car ride.

Bai Yanlang regretted his decision so much he could die. If he had known, he wouldn't have come ashore. Li Family Village was a den of dragons and tigers; it was easy to break in, but escaping would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

With so many people in the working group, some of whom were from the county government, all eyes were fixed on her with smiling expressions. To be honest, Lin Shu felt immense pressure.

Shu An nodded. It was good that Li Shimin did not deny the achievements of Emperor Yang of Sui. Although the Grand Canal was cast from bones, it had indeed brought about numerous conveniences.

In reality, it is hardest to persuade someone to drink before they have started; once they have had some, it is simple, because the other party is already dizzy and has become enamored with that woozy feeling. Sometimes, you don't even need to persuade them; they will drink until they are dead drunk, or even try to persuade you.