Volume One, Chapter 83: The Taste of Love

Out of Control After Marriage Like a Fish in Water 1275 words 2026-04-10 08:38:27

Mo Xingyuan truly had matters to attend to.

Originally, Su Li had planned to accompany him, but when she saw the people he was going to meet—each exuding an extraordinary presence—she abandoned the idea.

“Not coming with me?” Mo Xingyuan asked.

Su Li shook her head. “No. I’ll find a café and wait for you.”

Mo Xingyuan didn’t insist.

Soon after, the two went their separate ways.

Feigning affection, she leaned close to him with a smile on her face, but in truth, she gritted her teeth and pinched his waist hard.

In this era, most romances ended in marriage; after all, the leaders had said that courting without the intention of marriage was mere frivolity.

Moreover, their opponent had spent most of the day resting by the shore and was, no matter what, better rested than their own exhausted and overworked troops. The elite brigade was already worn out, so facing such an opponent put them at a distinct disadvantage.

Entering the room, she saw Red Thread and Evil Wind locked in battle with several vicious monks. A few corpses already littered the floor. The remaining monks were skilled enough to exchange more than a dozen moves with Red Thread and Evil Wind.

But none of this concerned Jiu’er; she was here for the cake. No matter how nice the car was, to her, it meant nothing at all.

“Weren’t you so smug at the start today?!” Taiyi finally vented the bitterness in his heart. Looking at Qin Jiu, who now resembled a hounded dog, his satisfaction only grew.

Wang Qiang returned to the internal security office, sat down, lit a cigarette, and frowned in silence.

Early in the morning, Xiao Zhan and Su Xi rushed over. Upon learning that Xiao Baozhu was unharmed, and that both the police and robbers were dead—though a hundred million dollars had yet to be recovered—they both sighed in relief. As long as the person was safe, money could always be earned again.

Wu Changyou didn’t go over when he heard the shouting. Instead, as the fight reached its climax, he silently slipped behind Red Thread and, channeling his inner strength, thrust his sword at her back. But Red Thread, ever vigilant, sensed the sword wind and dodged just in time.

“Will you settle this privately, or follow the legal process? If you choose the legal route, you may end up in detention!” Officer Liu threatened the sales assistant.

The so-called playground was little more than a cement patch not exceeding fifty square meters, with a few dilapidated and rusted exercise bars tottering on the side.

“In order to avoid being utterly erased by ‘it,’ I had no choice but to seal myself. Though I lost much of my freedom, at least I survived, in a manner of speaking,” said the figure, appearing as a middle-aged human man, holding a simple staff in his hand.

One must remember, Qi Yu had entered the Skybridge Secret Realm right under the noses of the major figures in the Hongyuan Chamber of Commerce.

Now, their attacks had reached the level of the Seven Mysteries Emperor. How could they be dealt with so easily?

The two shouted at once, a wave of self-doubt washing over them—after all these years of cultivation, they were stunned to find immortals residing within Yuan Country.

Despite the shouting, their actions didn’t slow; within minutes, Liu Kai and the young master Chan were stripped bare. Having succeeded, the group retreated, tossing a bundle of clothing onto the empty ground.

Huang Jun was momentarily stunned, then forced a smile uglier than a grimace and fell silent. The two did not exchange another word.

Yet the director did not cry “cut.” He suddenly realized this scene was far more dynamic, a more authentic portrayal of daily life between couples, and so allowed them to alter the filming spontaneously.

Tan Yiju explained, “It’s not really about manners. If this investigation were discovered, knowing Yang Meimei’s temper, it would be a real disaster.”

“My lord, with such kind intentions, how could I refuse? I happen to have no pressing matters, so I’ll go. It serves both public and private purposes—encouraging the troops and, incidentally, letting me witness this Lu Feng’s learning firsthand.”