Volume 1, Chapter 149: Already Married

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[Holy crap?! It turns out Yunyin Group's CEO Fu Yuting is already married?! And her husband is this handsome?! What kind of divine couple is this!]
[I knew it! Although Fu Siyuan and President Bo look pleasing to the eye in the same frame, it always felt like something was missing! Turns out the real deal is right here!]
[Ahhhh! Sister upstairs! Do you remember that charity auction hosted by Yunyin?! I shipped the two of them right then and there! [Screenshot] [Screenshot] Look at the way President Bo is looking at CEO Fu! Sparks are practically flying! My eyes are the ultimate ruler! They are such a perfect match!]
[Gosh! Can wealthy family arranged marriages be this sweet too? These looks, this aura—it's practically the textbook definition of an evenly matched romance!]
[I heard that tonight at T·Z there is a top-tier au—
The current real world is vastly different. In the past, the real world could at best enable one to cultivate up to the Manifestation realm, but today's spiritual energy allows cultivation up to the Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, or even Golden Immortal realms.
Both of them pretended not to hear Mola's previous remarks, smiling as they pushed the door open just like any other day.
The Xu family was an ordinary household, neither a wealthy elite nor of humble origins. Three generations lived under one roof, owning a few meager acres of farmland.
Zhou Ning forced himself to build up his psychological defenses before he could barely accept the reality that the lower half of his body had turned into a blue fish tail.
Flashing back to the might and presence of the Sword Immortal that day, Li Zhangchi felt a surge of heat in his head and blurted out those words.
Leng Zefan had previously dared not fall in love because he felt he had no heart, and burdened by vengeance, he was unworthy of loving anyone.
The Four Dragon Kings were originally gods of the heavenly realm, yet the Dragon King of the East Sea was secretly colluding with the Buddhist realm. The heavenly realm and the Buddhist realm had never been on good terms, having clashed countless times behind the scenes.
Upon arriving in Detroit, the two headed straight for The Palace of Auburn Hills. The tickets were already sold out, but Hayden, being well-acquainted with the ropes, found a Black scalper lurking suspiciously outside the arena and bought two tickets at a high price.
Presumably, once he killed one or two of them, the rest would be too far behind to pursue—tracking was certainly not among the abilities of a spider.
Meanwhile, the savages still back at the spot had just used the power of the colorful crystal to break through the defensive barrier set by Wang Luo.
Arguing a bit right now was of no great consequence, but if the old family head were to fly into a rage and resort to violence against the Seventh Prince, it would land them in the crime of showing contempt for an imperial prince.
After sharing his idea of establishing a foundation with Su He, he expressed strong support and immediately began attending to the preliminary related matters.
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His Majesty Leizhe's tone was calm, yet the content was as sharp as a knife, piercing Jia San not only with facial pain, but an even sharper ache in his heart.
Han Yiran nodded in silence. His mind was a tangled mess anyway, so he might as well take this moment to sort things through properly.
After hearing this, Banxia remembered that day when Lingxiu had found her and followed them all the way to the large playground, realizing that he must have gone to look for Baisu before coming to find her.
Boys tend to be a bit mischievous; if left to play by himself, it was impossible for him to make no sound at all, so there was no reason to scold him.
In fact, having absorbed the blood essence and inherited memories of so many races, he already knew how to completely dissolve the contract without harming either party.
Hearing Su Xiyan's words, Tang Hui lowered his head to look at his clothes, which had somehow become a complete mess.
Gold Macdonald put away the wooden box and swaggered away, deliberately casting a couple of extra glances at Jia San and the others as he passed them.
Gone was his usual meticulous composure; his shirt sleeves were rolled up, and the top button of his collar was undone, revealing his sexy collarbones. The hair at his temples made his facial contours look even sharper, yet so mesmerizing that it was hard to tear one's eyes away.
Yet no one truly understood Han Shaodong; only Han Yun鹤 understood that his son was absolutely not such a person. On the contrary, he was deeply calculating. When outside, he acted like good-for-nothing trash, but at home, he was incomparably shrewd.
Sitting beside them was the overbearing couple, Ji Tianmo casting a bewitching glance and shooting an imperious look toward Xuan Chenhao.
And wherever Monai's ghost-headed trident slashed, even the spirit stones ignited, bursting into a layer of dark flames.
"What are you up to again? What have you been daydreaming about these past few days? You haven't even been cultivating." At that moment, Aoxue's voice suddenly rang out from behind, asking softly.
Stepping into the courtyard, she surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings before finally walking toward the courtyard gate.
"Ji San, don't blame me for not warning you in advance—even if she's your wife, if her acting is bad, I'll still boot her out without hesitation."
Before the words faded, Crown Prince Li Jiancheng smiled and waved his hand, signaling our General Manager Li not to worry about such trivial matters.
At the same time, his hands began to move. Engaging in close combat, he employed Wing Chun infused with inner Qi, his palms carrying a faint white glow. Anyone who exchanged blows with Chen Han was filled with terror, for they found that when their hands met, their own felt as soft as an apple, while his hands were like solid steel.
Yet Beixue Ning remained vigilant; after all, the High Priest's schemes were unknown, and she could not afford to lower her guard now.
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Two sword-sharp gazes suddenly shot over. Pierced by Bai Piaoyu's chilling glare, Tong Le felt his heart violently flutter, as if plunging into an ice cellar.
"General Shen is a hero who secures the nation. For the Princess of Rui to have such a brother—I don't know how many people envy her!" The matron chuckled as she walked out of the pavilion with Du Yiyi, the previous intoxication seemingly fading quite a bit.
Following Su Lan'er's will, the armor transformed into a blue dress that clothed her body, a pair of bracelets automatically snapped onto her wrists, and an anklet wound around her left ankle.
"Make them disperse. What kind of propriety is this!" Ning Zhiyuan unhappily lifted the carriage curtain a bit further, catching sight of the sedan chair in front and the charcoal scattered all over the ground.
"Elder Huo, my boss did all of this! Impressive, right?" Zimo patted his chest and bragged, as if he were the one who had accomplished it.
At the front of the hall, the green-robed elder who had remained silent ever since Yang Ran appeared finally spoke slowly in a deep voice.
At times like this, Chimei exerted his maximum strength, concentrating wholly on healing while protecting himself well so as not to distract Lin Xi.
"Oh no, the tiger skin of the Ice-Cold Purple Polar Palace isn't working anymore." Xue Feiliu felt a jolt in her heart, though her face remained entirely unchanged.
The Heavenly Sword Soul-Severing Art possessed peerless offensive power, but in terms of defense, it fell far short of the Demon-Bannishing Wind-Supporting Sword.
Lin Qinghan said with a resolute expression, "Ting'er, don't listen to the nonsense outside. Your father will not abandon your mother and you." In this, Lin Qinghan was supremely confident.
Muttering a few complaints, Ning Xiao wanted to follow, but feeling that Du Yiyi was being unreasonable and harboring resentment, he stamped his foot and returned to his own room.
Hehehe, by the time this Magistrate Xu finishes investigating, it will probably be ten days to half a month later. No matter how good a person is, spending half a month in a dark, damp prison cell would break them completely.
"No way, I can't swallow this anger. Tomorrow I must go to that dead girl's school to make a scene and let everyone know what a cheap seed she is!" Zhang Cuihua clutched her swollen cheek and yelled angrily.
"Isn't this the equal treatment you wanted? Since you have the skill to loosen Steward Zhou's muscles and bones, you'd better bear it and stop howling." Tang Xianxin curled her lips into a smile, grabbed Granny Wang's instep, and bent it straight downward.
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