Chapter 84: From Now On, Her Affairs Have Nothing to Do With Me

"Tinghua, how can you speak to your second brother like that?" Father Gu rarely shouted at Gu Tinghua in such a stern voice.

"Your brother is doing this for your own good," Mother Gu quickly tried to persuade her, tugging at Gu Tinghua's arm, urging her to keep quiet.

"For my own good? You all say it's for my own good, but what now? Second brother beat him like this—he'll definitely never come to pick me up again. I'm still pregnant; do you expect this to end with divorce and abortion? Let everyone laugh at us? I'd rather die than let that happen, it's too humiliating." Gu Tinghua cried and shouted as she spoke.

Truthfully, even at the moment she learned the man had a mistress—

Fang Han's mother ignored them. Today, her period had finally ended, and she felt much better. After being cooped up for so many days, Fang Han's mother—by nature not one to stay indoors for long—could finally leave her room.

On the third day, Zhang Jin finally revealed a satisfied smile. He believed his walking posture was now flawless, without any weaknesses that could be exploited in an attack. Only then did he stop correcting his stride.

As the suffocating haze rose ever higher, Lin Shun's flushed cheeks finally regained a hint of their usual pale elegance.

"Brother, just focus on finding the exit. As for Chu Junting, leave him to us." Without waiting for Lin Yuhao's reply, Lin Yuqi hung up the call.

Before searching for Consort Tong, Qin Yi first went to the Sun family to see if Sun Sizhao had returned, as by the timeline, he should have been back.

Su Chunyu bit her lip hard, struggling not to make a sound, but soft, alluring moans still escaped her lips.

"Alright, please wait a moment!" After saying this, she walked away from me. I exhaled gently and shrugged my shoulders.

Although Zhang Jin's money came from the ancient ship, throwing it around so recklessly brought him no joy. As for Chen Qiong, whose every penny was earned by her own hard work, her face was even more grim.

"Ahem," Lin Yuhao cleared his throat and addressed the crowd: "Today, players from two guilds have come together to form one big family. I am delighted to gather here and play together with you all."

"Ji Qing, it was all Jingyuan's doing—Muxuan never had such intentions. If he had, you wouldn't be alive now; you wouldn't have made it to today." Meng Zhu shook her head, denying Ji Qing's words. She trusted Situ Xiao.

She smiled awkwardly, "Just remembered—I forgot to take my medicine before leaving. I'll go back and drink it." With that, she turned and walked away.

When I reached the edge of the Jade Pool, I suddenly realized the air here was entirely different from that atop the grand hall's white jade steps. Up there, the air was thick with mist, everything damp, whereas here at the pool's edge, it felt refreshingly cool and dry.

Ling Yu was about to step forward when, suddenly, a figure appeared beneath the main hall in the distance, walking slowly toward them. It was Yu Xuerui. She had changed into a purple tracksuit, her delicate face even more captivating.

Everyone knew she was the most beloved of the Prince of Xin. To strike her maid was to offend her; if the Prince of Xin found out, who knew what punishment awaited them.

Yu Jing merely gave Zhu Xiaoya a vague account of their meeting, saying only that as soon as they saw each other, they were chased, and while fleeing, they called the police. Yet in the end, they still couldn't escape.

So, when the cold muzzle of the Smith & Wesson gradually moved away from Song Duanwu's forehead, not only did Song Duanwu breathe a sigh of relief, but so did the three brothers behind him.

Xiao Yan survived by blocking for a fraction of a second with two ice shields, his body slightly turned—"Bang... Bang... Thud..."—there was no doubt that Xiao Yan was sent flying by the wolf's claws. But because he had turned his body, diverting the attack to his left shoulder, he managed to stay alive.