Volume One, Chapter 30: President Meng Is Worse Than a Beast!-O grande chefão mima a esposa sem limites, e toda a família se arrepende amargamente(Chuva fina encantadora)

Su Wan felt that President Meng was acting a bit strange tonight.

Suddenly, she caught a pungent scent of disinfectant coming from him.

She couldn't help but pause.

"President Meng, are you sick?"

Meng Yanli lifted his sleeve and took a sniff, frowning slightly.

He had a touch of obsessive-compulsive disorder regarding cleanliness; usually, after visiting a hospital, he would shower the moment he returned home.

However, he had been struck by a sudden interest upon seeing the meal on the table, eager to taste the cooking of the girl he liked.

Ye Xiaolian said, "Your Majesty, please sit here; we are going to the back to play chess and cards." After so many years, she understood Wang Chen's words well. Since the Emperor wanted to observe the journey, they should just go about their business.

What kind of nonsense "glass-seed jade"? It was clearly just ordinary green jade! Ye Feng curled his lips in disdain. Then, his eyes darted around—wasn't this perfect? Others would surely base their bids on the value of top-grade glass-seed jade, which would just end up being the market price. He refused to believe that if he shouted a high price, some fool would still try to outbid him!

The two went to buy water. Liu Xiaofang remembered Lin Huanle's instructions: on the first day of training, regardless of whether the coach had given any orders, it was best to prepare two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes and hand them over.

One had to realize that it was already past two in the morning, and almost no one knew about this villa of his; even the police officer didn't know he had purchased it. Who could be knocking on the door at this hour?

"Come on, let me help you drink it." Before Mu Yan could speak, the fat doctor had already stuffed the medicine into her mouth.

Beyond the Eastern Frontier County, in regions that did not belong to the Great Chu Dynasty and were not even recognized by the dynasties neighboring it, the land was known as the Barren Wastes.

"Then let's go together," Zhao Yingjie said, taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention to cast a stern look at Li Kunming.

Even so, with each deafening boom, the ground shook violently.

As long as they raided the Kong family store, they could certainly live well in the future. Even if they were short on food now, after such a maneuver, they wouldn't have to worry about anything for five years. However, given the nature of the Jiannu, this was only a matter of time.

When you go to work, you think you are doing them a favor, but the other party thinks that since they are paying you, what more do you want?

Zhang Sanfeng felt a surge of warmth and excitement. People always said that having an elder in the house was like having a treasure, although he already had one, he was just always fond of staying inside the King of Hell's Decree.

The spirit money thrown into the air instantly scattered, sheet by sheet, before drifting slowly back down to the ground.

This left him in a state of utter misery. He was starving, and in this forest constructed by the Innate Bagua Formation, there was nothing to eat. To his surprise, Zhang Sanfeng discovered that there wasn't even a single bird in this formation.

Last time, he was responsible for surveying the Heavenly Star. Back then, he had only scanned it casually with his divine sense and had not discovered the frozen person within the snow-capped mountains.

He was heartbroken when he heard this, but there was no way he could stop it. The Du Sheng Mirror was everything to the Nan family, and he could not allow any accidents to happen to it, so he eventually came to accept it.

"Coach, we want to go see this concert together. Are you coming?" Xia Qingqing asked.

"It's just like the red potion in games—a medicinal pill for healing. I feel like all the bones in my body have been scattered." Zhang Sanfeng explained when he saw the other person didn't understand.

Virtue runs deep like flowing light, producing brilliant talents; how do the plum blossoms in the village compare to life? Fire banners and cloud horses shine with splendor, and those who reach the pot share a common sentiment.

At the Ye family training ground beneath the mountain, once these words were spoken, the many Ye family disciples, previously filled with excitement, turned their shared hatred toward the common enemy and began to cheer for Ye Long and his party as they entered the arena.

Ye Feng was very satisfied with the results of this growth, but now was not the time to rejoice. In the real world, a major crisis was still waiting for him to resolve.