Chapter 121: You Bring Prosperity to Our Fu Family

Song Hui was genuinely afraid that Fu Chen might resort to extreme measures; she had to make him abandon such dangerous thoughts.

Lowering his gaze, Fu Chen’s bright black eyes looked at Song Hui without a trace of emotion. Coldly, he threw out a sentence through clenched teeth.

“Give me a reason to be convinced.”

Song Hui couldn’t very well tell him there was truly a child in her womb. Her mind raced, but what reason could there be that would prevent her from falling?

A fractured spine? A sore bottom? Countless absurd thoughts flashed through Song Hui’s mind.

After a long moment, swallowing hard, her lashes trembling and eyes blinking, she looked at Fu Chen with a wronged expression and said plaintively...

Hearing these words, Zhang Yi’s heart suddenly brightened. Over this period, he had been running all over Jialin City, aiming to save it from the epidemic. This must be the force of goodwill. As Zhang Yi’s goodwill grew stronger, his magic power gradually faded, while the power of resentment grew ever stronger.

Jiang Qiancheng frowned instantly. What strange words was this Yue Tianfu speaking? When had he ever said he wanted to marry Yue Qingming?

Yang Wuchan shook her head. The company was already closing time. She actually stayed behind just to wait for Tang Long’s arrival; otherwise, she would have gone home to her son long ago.

On the plane, Lan Ruofei’s mind was in chaos. She could not control herself from wild thoughts.

Watching Li Taikang’s carriage disappear from sight, Jiang Qiancheng finally withdrew the hostility from his face. When Yue Qingming turned around, Jiang Qiancheng appeared as cold and indifferent as before, with no strange behavior.

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“Indeed, there is a problem.” Feng Yufei nodded. That old lady actually entrusted such an important matter to him. What was she planning? Or was she too confident in Shangguan Hongye?

At this moment, his eyes rolled back, foam constantly spilling from his mouth; it seemed he was close to fainting.

Therefore, Yang Wuqiao did not oppose Yang Wuchan’s arrangement. To her, those Yang family members were all “outsiders.”

She longed deeply for the brave and fearless hero within her heart to slay the villains and save her.

At this time, Wuti Tian and King Jiuyou had naturally already taken action, immediately issuing orders. Instantly, all the disciples of the demon sect in the underground demon lair, along with numerous earth demons, began to converge upon Li Tiansheng and his companions.

Pei Zhan said, “One is Sun Luo, serving as registrar at the Imperial Academy. Another is Liu Rong, a waiting official at the Hanlin Academy.”

During those six years, she often sat in this posture, night after night, gazing at the pitch-black sky gradually turning pale.

Yuan Xi turned around nobly and coldly, walking back. The ghost officer behind wanted to follow but was silently waved off by Yuan Xi, who then walked away alone.

Two people looked at each other across a sea of flowers. A flock of fireflies slowly rose, illuminating their eyes locked in a shared gaze, faintly glittering with excitement.

However, when Su Li conveyed his thoughts to Jiumo Zhi, Jiumo Zhi confidently patted his chest and promised to keep Su Li close.

He also took the opportunity to call Duan Ming, his only university friend, whom Liu Hao had introduced to him.

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After her words, Chun Tao covered her mouth and cried, the finger marks on her cheeks trembling with her facial spasms, each wave of pain scorching her heart.

An uproar instantly arose. What was happening? Manufacturers guessed if other companies had beaten them to it.

Liu Hao no longer hesitated and joined the auction. He still couldn’t be sure what had transpired, but there was likely something suspicious about this ring.

There were two sounds this time. Zhao Bei’er looked back and saw Shu Qinqin and Hong Xuan rising from the ground, their eyes full of helplessness.

Ximen Jing was caught off guard and sprayed in the face. In an instant, his hair and eyebrows turned white, as if covered in frost.

Yang Ye sheathed the Three Purities Soul Devouring Sword, holding a fiery red heavy halberd. He glanced at Mo Man without replying, instead speaking indifferently.

But after clearly seeing the appearance of Jin Junmei, Old Wang knew he had misspoken. Being clever, he didn’t say more about it; swiftly, he grabbed some dishes, tossed them into the soup pot, and quickly heated it up.