Chapter 102: Divorce

"I can help you, but you must understand—Chen Xiu hasn't returned to the residence in a very long time. Without being able to see him in person, many of my methods are useless. If I were too forceful, it might backfire." With that, Lu Yamei glanced at Ba Miaomiao before continuing, "So whether Chen Xiu will have a change of heart depends primarily on you."

Ba Miaomiao wasn't used to kneeling. By now her knees ached terribly, but she had just begged Lu Yamei for help, and this was the moment to show deference. No matter how much resentment churned within her, she had to keep kneeling.

At Lu Yamei's words, Ba Miaomiao shifted slightly.

What she really wanted was for Lu Yamei to barge straight into that outside residence on Nanzhi Lane, drag out that shameless woman who had seduced Chen Xiu, and give her a beating. Their vulgar hysterics would only highlight her own virtues. But—

The words were cut off by Mu Xizhuo's sharp rebuke. The Queen could hardly pick the topic back up again. She opened her mouth soundlessly, let out a soft sigh, and withdrew with a bow.

Squeeze through... you tricked me... keep calm, keep calm—we've come this far, at least give it a try before flipping the table.

Rest a moment first, then pull off a mid-air jumping stunt, leaping from the shelf by the entrance all the way to the top of the second row of shelves.

Lin Zhouzhou, having drunk too much, had no idea her words had struck deep and profound chords in Han Shaoxun's heart.

Around Nanshan High School, both inside and out, at least twenty media outlets were interviewing students and teachers passing by. Even the security guards had been questioned.

At the Lin family home, logically speaking, with both Lin Mu and Tang Wei away, no one should have been there. And yet, sounds could still be heard from the courtyard.

Zhu Youhuan was even more furious at being lectured, but forced a smile before these two gatekeepers. "Yes, yes, whatever you two bosses say is right. I wasn't treating you as outsiders, was I? I was in such a hurry coming over that I forgot to bring my tokens of respect. I'll make up for it next time, I surely will." With that, he tried to step inside.

After thinking it over, he powered the phone back on and chose to restore it to factory settings directly. Once that was done, he tossed the phone aside, picked up the script, and planned to familiarize himself with the plot, preparing for the scenes he'd be shooting tomorrow.

The envoy of justice pursued from behind, several beams of light striking Qi Bai. Wisps of white smoke billowed out, but Qi Bai gritted his teeth and refused to cry out, still lunging at Lu Mi. The ending, however, was brutally cruel.

He had thought that returning home early today meant he could spend some quality time with her. But when he got back, she had gone to the Crown Prince's mansion.

Zhao Po worked efficiently. In one afternoon, he found four or five companies capable of renovating Caiyin Tower. Next came the process of comparing and filtering through the options.

"We'll talk in detail tonight, cozied up under the covers," Xu Mu said, deliberately showing off in front of his friends.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, these five armies alone would be enough to completely crush the three prefectures of Tang Kingdom.

She didn't know what Yan Zhi Road was thinking, but she knew that the things Yan Zhi Road had done could hardly be called the deeds of a human being.

Zhao Po followed the direction of his finger and saw Wei Feng carrying a large box in both hands, chasing after Zhao Jin.

Because of the large red bridal veil, even when Zhao Po opened his eyes, all he could see was a dull crimson. He had no choice but to obediently let Shuang'er take his hand and lead him forward.

Lin Si blinked her eyes. "In my heart, she is forever Sanmao—the most romantic, the most true, the most brave and free-spirited." Her eyes held an autumn pool, shimmering with rippling light, their every movement bright as stars.

"No, Eldest Young Master! Whenever he appeared, he cloaked his entire body in spiritual energy. With our cultivation, we couldn't see his true face at all—we don't even know where he came from!" The second elder dared not conceal anything and quickly confessed honestly.

At an occasion like this, it wasn't suitable to drink too much. She knew the purpose of her visit. Since she was out here on business, she would never allow her mind to be muddled.

The moment the children of Poppy Village heard the gunshots, they gathered from all directions without a single one daring to delay or slack off.

Chen Haoran said with confidence that he already knew where the vengeful spirit was hiding. The only problem now was how to subdue it.

Immediately afterward, a piercing wolf howl rang out, its sound shaking the wilds, and all the beasts in the mountains trembled in fear.

If left unspoken, when you reach the banks of the Bridge of Helplessness and take up Meng Po's soup, the first sip or two cuts like carving out your heart and scraping your bones, washing away the mind and scouring the guts—that alternating sensation of wanting to forget yet being unable to, wanting to remember yet unable to recall, is enough to make you wish for death.