44 Promise

Socorro! Fui 8080zado Ninho de pássaro 1787 words 2026-08-04 05:45:44

Soon, Linger picked up Ye Qing's clothes and helped him put them on. Not wanting to be outdone, Ye Qing likewise picked up Linger's clothes and dressed her.

In such a predicament, even if Tang Guannian were in his prime or Tang Huaijin were present, it would have been a tremendously vexing headache.

He never wanted a child to become a burden to her should anything happen to him, which was why he had always taken precautions. He had never expected that she would become pregnant.

Prince Li Yanshan placed the dozens of signed pages before Empress Dowager Xiao. Empress Dowager Xiao looked through them one by one before handing them to Crown Prince Golden Dragon.

I was extremely furious, yet I knew they had truly just gone out to clear their minds. After offering Uncle Xiao a few words of instruction to keep an eye on my dad so he would take his medicine on time, I prepared to hang up the phone.

I broke the formation, brought Qi Lin out, and stored her within a talisman paper. Turning around, I looked at Su Te's father.

She had planned it all so well—even if she had to beg him, she would work at Chenfan and achieve a successful career to show Tang Guannian.

Immediately afterward, Ye Qing stepped out of the system space. In a narrow alley, a flash of white light appeared, and Ye Qing slowly materialized within the alley.

Therefore, for so many years, he had always allowed her to keep her original surname. He had thought this would serve as a constant reminder to himself, but facts proved that he was wrong.

Jiang Guangguang was seated in a chair, but her eyes were fixed in the direction of the delivery room. Guo Shu had brought her something to eat, but after taking only two bites, she stopped.

However, Xia Nuannuan also believed that even if Ji Ziyan were given a thousand times the courage, he probably still wouldn't dare.

Through the car window glass, Mu Xinxin looked at her own reflection: an ordinary skirt, a bare face without a trace of cosmetics, and somewhat messy long hair. She looked utterly pathetic.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu also raised his head and glanced at the time on the clock hanging on the wall.

In the past, it was for Chu Yan, to continue their destined romance in another lifetime. Now, even if she could survive, she would no longer wish to be the Ghost King; she simply no longer wished to live for anyone's sake.

The mere thought of that moment when she tumbled down the stairs still sent lingering waves of fear through her heart.

He would not believe it. His Naihe would never die. He had not touched Gu Yixing, so Naihe would not truly leave him.

"Where is my father? Where has my father gone? Why have I been unable to sense his presence all this time? Could it be..." Tianci could no longer care whether he disturbed Hades or not, and instantly vanished from the spot.

Jiang Yiting gave a low chuckle. A cultured and refined man who let out such low chuckles always gave people an illusion of gentleness.

"She's not like that; she's just seeking amusement." From what I knew, Gu Song was a selfish fellow, and such defense of others was exceptionally rare. Perhaps he wasn't as bad as I had imagined. "I think she can be quite cute at times," he added.

Under this law, any acts of torture, murder, or abuse against intelligent life-forms were strictly prohibited. Minor offenses would result in fines, while extremely severe violations would strip the offender of access rights to the Intelligent Web world and potentially face capital punishment.

"Would you consider this an abuse of power?" I looked at her profile; she was naturally smiling quite happily.

"Don't worry, definitely. I'll send you back myself. Xuanxuan, have the shift leader tidy things up, and go back to rest in your own room." Wu Rong's attitude toward Ye Xuanxuan was also quite gentle.

"Never mind, Anna. Look at how wonderful this world is; it's not good for us to be so hot-tempered, right?" Ji Suk-jin swallowed hard.

"Imperial Mother, please don't be like this! I am willing to let Big Brother be the sovereign!" As the fourth prince said this, Hannah glanced at him and slapped him hard across the face.

She had close ties with Su Rong's family, and precisely because of this, one's birth destined so many things. Once again, I pondered how fortunate I was.

At that moment, from within that cold, icy mist, a slender and tall figure slowly walked forward.

Hearing this, not only Mobai, but even Yan Ruyu hidden within the ring could no longer remain calm. On the exquisitely beautiful face surfacing in Mobai's mind, a trace of surprise flickered.

At this moment, Yang Jian was like a speeding high-speed train. His fist was equivalent to the front of the train; the moment it collided with the blue light, it was like the front of the train coming to an abrupt halt while the carriages behind maintained massive inertia, compressing forward against the front. The resulting consequences went without saying.

Chalmers did not say another word, leading Jenna back into the building and entering his own executive suite.

"It's the slave traders' people! They actually tracked us all the way here—dammit!" The man immediately blew a whistle, and two horses came galloping over in response.

The system had no desire to converse with this idiot before it. If the system could be personified, its mind would probably be covered in black lines right now.

Indeed, an existence on the level of Emperor Yuanqing could never do anything devoid of meaning.

Fang Tiantian was very clever. She knew that although she was beautiful, based on what she knew of the Emperor's preferences, only those with hot, curvaceous figures were this man's greatest love. Among the twelve women, more than half had bodies hotter than hers, and the two she had pushed into the Emperor's arms surpassed all the others, being the most voluptuous of the twelve.

Oh right, there was also Zhang Fei, who was a heavy alcoholic as well. It seemed she would have to warn Zhang Fei in the future, preferably to prevent the tragedy of his past life from repeating itself.