Volume One, Chapter 88: Assign Him to Bathroom Duty

Huo Zheng spoke with domineering resolve to support his daughter. "Mother, Zhizhi is indeed my good daughter."

The old madam Huo stared in wide-eyed disbelief. "You! You two!"

This third son had never been close to her since childhood, and now he was openly embarrassing her.

"Third Brother, how can you talk to Mother like that? She only wants what's best for you all."

By then, Lin Tianyao and Zhou Botong had already come to blows. They traded many rounds before finally springing apart.

"Let's go. We've been jostled about all the way; we should head to our lodging and get some sleep," Hua Shuo said, glancing at Mu Yi to signal her not to mention Begonia again.

He had been the one to welcome them, but the truth of things was often the most helpless of all, the kind that made one's teeth ache with hatred yet still had to be swallowed down.

Yan Shanshan froze for a few seconds. When she came back to herself, her rage only grew fiercer. She drove to her company.

A gentleman? Gu Jianfan? A man like him a gentleman? He was nothing but a dark-hearted wolf, the sort who could not be comfortable unless he was scheming to harm someone.

Jing Liuyun noticed the clothes she was wearing and seemed about to ask something, but in the end he held his tongue. Luo Huixue understood him too well; he was somewhat afraid.

Yan Xiaoxiao picked herself up, her black eyes as bright and round as water-washed grapes, and stared at Jin Guangyan for a long while before resting her head once more on his arm and lying back down.

"Sir, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Ruoxin had fallen silent for so long, Ying Hong gently touched her face and asked.

"Father Emperor, Liufeng only came to see your son, he is not an assassin. I beg you to judge this matter fairly." For Ouyang Liufeng's sake, Jing Liuyun had no choice but to kneel before the emperor and plead for mercy. Yet the emperor now would not even spare him a glance; how much less was he willing to release Ouyang Liufeng?

Zhou Botao could only nod. There was no room for argument, and besides, this was indeed the problem they were about to face.

A stir erupted at the scene. After all, Zhao Ying had never announced the kind of man she wanted, yet Li Ping'an had suddenly become the strongest candidate.

The Bull Demon King slammed the iron staff in his hand hard to the ground, his eyes flashing fiercely. Only then did he realize it was his lawful wife who had come, and his face heated at once, a trace of embarrassment impossible to hide.

To protect one's wife was no mistake; to seek revenge on the one who had harmed her was even more natural.

Once a lifelong bachelor finally made up his mind to leave singlehood behind, his resolve often translated into astonishing speed of action.

Ming Dao was now certain in his heart: the toad Zhang Quan had obtained was indeed the Ghost-Swallowing Toad. Because it had long been in contact with spirits and phantoms, it inevitably carried yin energy that could affect the living, and prolonged proximity would make a person irritable. This fit Zhang Quan's behavior in exactly the same way as Jiang Fang's husband.

As the bureau chief in charge of public security, Song Jinbo naturally knew some of the inside story. Since taking office, he had already encountered two or three similar cases.

Afterward, Zhao Tianlei asked Tong Le to tell the Zhang family about the situation in those survivor bases.

After weighing things over again and again, they could only give up the request to have it sinicized. Besides, what the other side said was not wrong: in the Singapore Tourism Board's statistics, both the number of visitors from the mainland and their spending power had been rising steadily. This was an undeniable fact, and they harbored far greater curiosity about this second Chinese country.

Lin Yiyi glanced over the arrangement here. She saw that the vast square was packed with a black sea of heads, with countless tables and chairs laid out and many people seated there.

It should be known that Zeng Chunsheng was considered a man of some standing, above second-rate, within Shanghai's circle of businessmen. If that were not so, how would he dare ask for the post of minister?

"So, Grand Crown Prince of Luo, how will you come to dominate all the heavens and the wilds?" Qin Yun wanted to see how Long Jinchuan thought about it.

"If you can't bring yourself to leave, then don't leave at all. I will never lose you. Even if I am the one who is lost, I still won't lose you!" Cao Jianhua repeated, as though making Li Guyu his final promise.