Chapter 32: Pregnant

Don’t Mess With His Sweetheart Confined in her secluded chamber 1276 words 2026-02-09 19:14:42

A’Li was truly exasperated by this pair of lunatics. It was clearly Liu Mengwan who barged into her house, raving and scolding her. If this were America, someone trespassing into a private home and acting so aggressively would have been shot on sight! All she did was give Liu Mengwan a push, yet Zhou Silu reacted as if a life was at stake—summoning doctors and nurses in a great flurry to examine Liu Mengwan, and even alarming Lu Jinyan.

The mountain-protecting formation shone with dazzling light, and every round of assault sent tremors rippling through the Qingluan Range. She had no idea how much time had passed when a sudden enticing aroma roused her from her stupor. Food! She touched her stomach, suddenly overcome by hunger.

Couldn’t any of these matters be handled ahead of time? Fulan wanted to ask, but the look on Shang Jue’s face stopped her.

When I arrived, I found that all the brothers’ wounds had been tended to, but Bai Qing was nowhere to be seen.

No one wishes to be regarded as an outcast, yet from the so-called outcasts’ perspective, ordinary people are the real oddities.

“There is no place for insolent servants like you in this prince’s residence.” Jin Feng’s slender hand rested at his waist, a sudden murderous intent emanating from him.

“What’s wrong?” Ruoli asked in puzzlement. She had been here for a while and noticed nothing amiss. If she had to point out anything, perhaps the abundance of purple bamboo in this grove—it was rare to see such luxuriant purple bamboo in the mortal world.

“Of course, of course,” Tang Ren nodded with a gentle smile, but inwardly he was uneasy. He hadn’t looked after Zhaoxi at all—far from it, in fact, he’d made a terrible blunder, one that might spiral out of his control at any moment.

Four years ago, when he first climbed to Feilai Peak and saw the statue of Moli, a flood of inexplicable memories surged into his mind.

This manner of hosting was truly appalling—two cars, one in front and one behind, hemming her in. Had she not been so lucky, given how things were going, she’d be lying seriously injured in a hospital by now.

Half an hour later, Chen Shou was drenched in sweat, and Gu Yue Ling’er was similarly flushed and perspiring. At last, the blazing scarlet that seemed to fill their world began to recede.

At Dortmund, Gündoğan and Piszczek had barely played since the start of the new season.

He discovered that nearly all the online reviews of this year’s Spring Festival Gala were positive. Everyone was abuzz about the brief showdown between Zheng Xiao and Yao Ming, and someone dug up footage of Zheng Xiao’s astonishing performance at the Las Vegas charity basketball game.

Didn’t you say you’d donate all profits beyond costs? Does your promise still stand?

With this in mind, Joseph feigned nonchalance, calmly crouching down to pick up the keys from the ground.

On the surface, he was a driver and bodyguard, but in truth, he was also a brother—newly joined, no longer paid a monthly wage but sharing in the profits, just like the second, third, and fifth brothers. Only this way could there be no discord, and the brothers would be united—at least, that’s what the mysterious man believed.

If the 99th Division from Myanmar had returned, it would explain today’s defeat of our 10th Division. The 99th is Hu Bin’s trusted force, extremely capable and well-equipped. Now we have reason to believe they’ve come back.

After Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Tianci departed, the hall instantly became noisy, with the third-generation disciples crowding forward to consult their masters. Observing this, the three second-generation player-disciples exchanged glances and quietly left the side hall.

In the blink of an eye, the four descendants of the demon saints moved together, seizing the four cardinal points and trapping Su Qinian within.

He also noticed that, now awake again, the colorful rays of light outside were no longer surging into his body.

A moonlit blast of astral energy shot from the leader of the black-clad men, who then produced a talisman shaped like a copper coin.