Chapter 58 I Don't Like You Anymore!

She changed her clothes and arrived at the front hall, intending to demand an explanation from Dugu Jin, but she was suddenly pulled over and given a pat on the bottom.

Although it didn't hurt, but...

Yuan Peipei covered her little bottom: "How can you do this? If others saw this, what would happen to my dignity as an empress?"

These four words were currently of utmost importance to Yuan Peipei.

Dugu Jin tried hard to keep a straight face: "Peipei, at the flower-viewing banquet, you deliberately leaked the matter of you and Qian Ningdie..."

If noble families in Jinling wanted to inquire about a marriage prospect, such inquiries were possible, but why would a foreign caravan ask about her?

Camellia's gaze flickered slightly. Seeing that she had already closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and she quietly bowed and stepped away to give instructions.

Lin Yi wore a smile until he saw her disappear. Then the smile on his face faded, and he calmly called Chang Yuan in.

Xiao Yi flipped over, taking the initiative, and Li Xi's hand naturally rested on his chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat within his palm.

Because with Gao Qiang's current cultivation realm, even without opening his heavenly eyes, he could perceive the overwhelming resentment permeating this realm.

Shan Xiuer was still giggling, but those slender, delicate hands traced a circle in the void, and the scene inside made Gao Qiang want to vomit blood.

Rongcheng Qianbai no longer held back his strength, exerting all his might to successfully block this surge of power.

And now, not only were there no affectionate feelings left between them, but they were also separated by heavy misunderstandings and deep resentment.

This was the first time she heard Mu Nanyi mention his mother. She had only heard that his parents had both passed away, never any stories or seen any photographs.

That night, no one in the family ate. Father just sat in the cluttered room, smoking cigarettes one after another.

"Wouldn't it be better if we take the bustling streets to save time on our way back so everyone can go to sleep earlier?" Number One was still completely baffled by the young master's behavior.

Lu Yan did not drive. She didn't want to sit with Yang Mosue and be bullied by her, nor did she want to be taken advantage of by Zhao Lang, so she ultimately accepted Gu Mingyuan's offer to get in his car. She hesitated for two seconds before closing the car door, deliberately trying to anger Yang Mosue.

She guaranteed she was not exaggerating, merely stating the facts! As for who leaked the matter back to the domestic Olympic Mathematics committee, she had no idea; she only knew that the higher-ups had already begun investigating.

Emperor Shang Hao of Qian and the Empress of Qian were the "model couple" of the Qian State. They had married back when Shang Hao was still a imperial prince, and now, a decade later, they still treated each other with mutual respect like honored guests.

Feng E looked at Zhang Chuan with a stern expression. He had heard back in China that the pro-Japanese Burmese Independence Army loved to cause sabotage, and he didn't want the weapons he had just acquired to be blown up by anyone.

Inside the forest, sawdust and shredded grass constantly fluttered in the air, and tree trunks had now become the optimal cover for both sides to dodge the hail of bullets.

After a month of getting along, Xia Ning and Feng Ze gained a new understanding of the world where Feng Yunxiu once lived.

Liu Mengying, who was watching from the sidelines, was amused by Lu Yan's words, feeling very puzzled as to why she had suddenly become so composed. She knew that previously, whenever someone said Gu Mingyuan had a new lover, Lu Yan would throw a tantrum indiscriminately and vent her anger by beating and scolding her assistants.

"Scouts just reported back that Lord Duan has issued another order," the Eastern Forest General informed Zhou Mingqi of the news he had received.

Unawares, Gu Chuan's head was already covered in a fine mist of sweat, with large droplets sliding down, his body feeling as deflated and utterly devoid of strength.

"Lin Jiazhi, you surely don't mean the eldest young master of 'Lin's Construction', do you? No way, no way, it must just be someone with the same name!" Tang Beini shook her head like a rattle-drum.

Xuanji frowned. His earlier words to vouch for him already represented the Shaolin Sect backing down, yet the demon still refused to let it go, showing no face whatsoever and insisting on finding out the mastermind behind the scenes.

A full hour later, Wanwan returned to Mingyue's room with a beaming smile. Seeing that everyone was sleeping soundly, she chuckled inwardly, gently lying down beside Mingyue. While secretly releasing her acupuncture points, she casually gave her a grope on the plump backside.