26. Marital Community Property

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A few seconds later, the call was connected. Si Yun spoke briefly before hanging up and walking back to Ji Hanxiao’s side. The store manager, seeing her expression remained calm and devoid of a victor’s arrogance, assumed she had been rebuffed. Just as the manager was about to speak, their own phone rang.

The ministers and the feudal lords from the four corners of the realm exited the palace together. Ji Chang looked at the sullen-faced Su Hu and, after a moment of hesitation, called out to him.

“Sister Mei, you shouldn’t say that; you’re older than I am!” Bai Dong looked at Ye Xuan with a slightly disheveled expression as he spoke.

“The one surnamed Zhang?” Roger’s mind conjured an image of Zhang Zhongliang. Just as he was about to make a call to confirm, the elderly man surnamed Xiong suddenly stumbled and nearly fell. Roger rushed forward to steady the man’s arm.

“A-Yu, I promise I won’t leave any traces. You know I have the means to handle this.” Roger refused to give up.

She had initially intended to just scrape by with the cooking, but upon taking a bite of the meat, she felt her taste buds instantly enveloped by a magnificent flavor—light yet savory. Even the most delicious dishes she had ever tasted could not compare to what was before her.

There was a reason for her haste today. Last night, Zhao Xiang and Qiao Hui had spent the entire evening in high spirits. She forced herself not to be angry, yet she couldn't help but feel restless. After all, she still had feelings for Zhao Xiang, and it was inevitable that she would compare herself to Qiao Hui. Since Qiao Hui had already taken the lead, she naturally didn’t want to fall behind.

Roger leaned over to drop the plastic bag into the trash can, then picked up the garbage bag, preparing to line it with a new one. However, looking at the dead mouse inside, he couldn't help but frown and freeze for a moment.

Yet, remembering Shen Gui’s monstrous defense, he ultimately suppressed his anger.

“Furthermore, the Star Society has stated that any industry under your banner, Boss, will no longer receive orders from them. Even orders already signed will be rendered void!” the secretary continued.

This method of assimilation, like boiling a frog in warm water, would save him a great deal of trouble when it came time for Yang Hao to take over the territory of Youreng.

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He looked at me coldly. “I’m not jealous; I’m just annoyed by you.” I’m annoyed by you too, damn it. I rolled my eyes and thought, Get lost, stop playing the brooding melancholic here.

I skillfully brewed coffee and brought it to Mo Xize, but his face was cold and grim, as if a blizzard were about to arrive.

In a sense, the world I awakened to after three years of sleep was ruled by these three forces. But now that destiny is shifting, the world is on the verge of another great transformation. The recent arrival of the Yin Corpse and its army of monstrous corpses to establish a kingdom of witchcraft and death was merely a harbinger.

In the ensuing struggle, there was a loud bang as Xia Zechen was kicked off the sofa by Ji Lingfei. He collided with the coffee table in front of him and sprawled onto the floor, letting out a cry of pain.

Hearing Qin Zhen talking in his sleep, Zhao Huan realized what was happening, but he also saw it as a problem. Having only just arrived at school, so many people already knew; this was a matter that had to be kept secret.

I strode inside and was shocked once more. Good grief, the space inside was even larger, and the gambling methods were incredibly diverse—much like what you see in the movies, though I didn’t recognize any of them.

It wasn’t Wenlesha’s fault, nor King Hao’s. Reaching this point, even I wanted to surrender. If it weren’t for the sake of pride, even Chu Tian felt that further resistance was meaningless; the enemy was simply too strong.

She gritted her teeth, stood up, and walked away. “Fine, you win!” I felt relieved, curled up in bed with a quilt, and fell asleep.

As soon as his hand reached inside her clothes, a sound like a slaughterhouse pig pierced the quiet building. Ji Lingfei bit down on his ear as if to tear it off. Then she lifted her leg and struck Xia Zechen in his most vital area. His face turned the color of liver. With a bang, she shoved him out and slammed the door shut.

Zhang Zihan didn’t tell me the specifics of Fan Ye’s situation. But from Zhang Zihan’s reaction, I gathered things weren’t going well for Fan Ye... I was just about to ask how Fan Ye had been lately when the doorbell rang and someone pushed the door open.

The man clearly hadn't expected Zhong Qing to lean in, and the smile on his face stiffened, revealing a look of forced restraint. Yet, he pulled Zhong Qing into his embrace, savoring the warmth for a brief moment.

But they were not the focus; the focus was the Heaven-Shattering Sword in Lin Yun’s hand. They all wanted to know what Lin Yun intended to do.

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“I’ve noticed that the stock price of the real estate company has been rising rather aggressively lately; it’s up nearly 30% this week,” Feng Yasong added.

Seeing him in this state, Shen Zhishuang felt a pang of heartache. She cradled Qiu Shaoze’s head, shedding tears along with him, and whispered comfortingly, “No, Shaoze. If it were me, I would have done the same.” Her eyes burned with resolve.

The Song of Ryukyu was finished amidst Li Ningyu’s secret sorrow. Li Ningyu was never one to shed tears easily, but after completing this song that would later shock the world, the white paper was soaked with the tears of his patriotic heart.

Having managed to eat some food, I leaned against Xia Yuan, feeling my strength gradually return, and struggled to sit up.

The flames erupted from the mouth of the well, distorting the very air and causing black cracks to spiderweb through space.

How could Xie Wudao not notice the presence of these extreme beasts? He naturally understood what the Wolf Emperor intended by gathering them—it was clearly to deal with him.

—Why would a supreme sect leader care about the life or death of a mere girl? ...No, that’s not right, why be so insecure? I must still be half-asleep; I’ll go back and sleep some more.

After returning from her grandmother’s house, Lan Xianshu no longer went out. At most, she would occasionally stroll on the balcony accompanied by the man to look at the scenery outside, but otherwise, she spent most of her time in her room.

Not to mention whether the Ye family would accept the autistic Lanlan, I feared Xianshu wouldn’t even want to see him, let alone talk about children.

The Eight Trigrams Formation vanished into nothingness, and the mist-shrouded world was cleared by the blast. Only the massive, dazzling protective barrier remained, still shielding Lou Yi.