Chapter 38 Call Me Husband Again

"My friend was just talking nonsense. She knows I'm married, so she just says random things. Please don't take it to heart."

Her voice trembled slightly, partly from nervousness and partly from the man's scorching breath against her.

"Is that so?"

"So, is this something your husband isn't allowed to know?"

Pei Siye's voice was low, husky, and magnetic, possessing an almost bewitching quality.

Li Yunchu was on the verge of saying "you can," but her resolve remained firm.

"..." Mo Shuangning looked at her beautiful face, his eyes darkening. He said nothing more, simply taking her hand and leading her toward the parking lot.

Link had been on television—specifically, on CNN news. Even if one struggled to distinguish East Asian faces, the name was enough for the worker to immediately recall him.

The spectator stands on the sports field were divided into two main sections: the south side for students of the National High School, and the opposite north side entirely for students of the National Academy of Education.

Upon seeing the meal, Jin Ke immediately set aside the snacks in her hand and took the initiative to help serve Sang Jin-yue. The two, master and apprentice, ate lunch together.

Upon learning that Wang Chengfang had come seeking Juefang, the head of the Bai clan, Bai Jingxin, treated the matter with great importance, immediately summoning several elders to discuss their strategy.

He felt he finally understood why those two cattle thieves were hiding at the Baker farm. They were likely lying low to avoid trouble.

Sang Jin-yue knew that Feng Qing had always been the most capable strategist by Ji Yuchen’s side. Whenever Ji Yuchen was away from Modu, it was Feng Qing who managed all affairs there. A man who could earn Ji Yuchen’s recognition and hold his own against Jiang Mingze naturally possessed extraordinary intellect.

"Hey, buddy, don't hit on my girl. Zitanka is mine!" Harry jumped out of the car, laughing as he punched him in the arm.

Xia Xi happily tucked her pink phone into her handbag, then ran to the full-length mirror inside the infirmary to tidy up her appearance.

"It's that simple?" Sang Jin-yue looked at him in surprise. If it were truly that simple, why hadn't anyone else managed to cultivate it, especially since it was one of the highest-level techniques of the Gu tribe?

The color had drained from Jiang Yuzhu’s face. The backing of that youth was truly beyond anything the Jiang family could fathom.

At that moment, he held a dripping heart in each hand. His once-pristine clothes had been slashed to ribbons by his opponent during the fierce battle, and a wound on his shoulder and back was deep enough to reveal bone. Yet, this was the result of his calculated efforts to minimize damage by choosing the lesser of two evils.

Patting his head, Chen Xi seemed to remember something. Ignoring his blush, he rushed forward, pulled Ling'er into his arms, and said with a trembling voice, "Ling'er, you worried me so much."

With a giggle like silver bells, Ling'er replied, "I'm fine! With forty thousand years of Phoenix clan essence, I have now become a true Haotian Great Peng spreading its wings. I am no longer just the Golden Wing of the Kuixing Continent. But since you've seen my body, brother, you must take responsibility for me."

In the East Sea Dragon Palace, Lan Sheng, holding his Raging Wave Halberd, quietly whispered to Chen Xi behind him, "Benefactor, we've come here so rashly—aren't you afraid that Ao Ying and the others might return early and report us?"

Although Nangong Changfeng did not divert his attention to look at Zhong Xingyun’s expression, the mere sound of his words made Nangong Changfeng nod to himself, filled with relief and satisfaction.

She didn't know what kind of luck had been bestowed upon her. She had been fortunate enough to pass the preliminary screening among hundreds of candidates, fortunate enough to become one of the twenty in the secondary round, and fortunate enough once more to be among the final five applicants. Then, like someone entering a palace for a pilgrimage in ancient times, she walked into that office.

And so, Situ Jingming, forced to remain still, stopped struggling, allowing Gu Zheng’s performance to proceed smoothly.

"Where did they go?" The icy voice held a hint of explosive rage. He was now almost certain that Yixuan was with them.

Among the Black Dragon clan, one man approached Xuan Zhong and whispered, "Elder, the person who just called out Ao Ying's name has a voice very similar to the one who provoked us the other day. I fear there is something sinister going on here."