Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Seven: Go Find Your Miss Nan

After Morning Sickness, Beijing’s Elite Heirs Compete to Be the Father No Second Porridge 1240 words 2026-02-09 16:21:10

The seven-year agreement does exist, but it's not an emotional promise. After her return, the Nan family will grant me a portion of their shares, and they must unconditionally support and participate in any project plans I undertake.

However, Yi Huaying had long made arrangements. The spirits and monsters responsible for guarding the east, west, south, and north led their people in defense and resistance. Meanwhile, Feng Luan, Long Ju, and Si Sha, who managed affairs in the administrative hall, began taking action, handling all matters reported from the four directions.

As a newcomer to acting, Ji Ran was at a disadvantage in many aspects. Thus, he had to secure an edge in one area: character image and suitability.

Yi Huaying clung to Kun’s neck, forcing herself to stay conscious. Hearing Kun’s voice, she realized it was injured. Not wanting to burden Kun, she held on tightly, hoping it wouldn’t worry about her.

She had even used the spiritual spring water to improve their health, yet how did these people repay her? Once they prospered, they cast her aside.

Ren Qinglian saw this and shook his head with a wry smile, though he grew alert inwardly. If his guess was correct, Xuanzang and the others would soon encounter the village girl transformed by the White Bone Spirit.

As these words left his lips, Li Min’s delicate body trembled, her face revealing indescribable excitement and agitation. Her enchanting eyes brimmed with mist, fixed unwaveringly on Li Luo.

“Do it!” The young man in black did not turn to look at Yezi. It seemed that the moment Yezi made the decision, their enmity was sealed.

“How large is the underground base they’ve built, exactly?” Yezi listened in confusion and asked.

Then, in the soft back seat of the Mercedes, there were only two steady, quiet breaths: one slow and robust, the other gentle and light.

She knew well: hatred must be remembered, but life must also go on with some happiness. Her mother was gone, but she was sure her mother wanted her to live well with Lefan.

According to them, as the school’s pinnacle of beauty, “President” was an honorific, not a title that changed with position.

“Today, since Ziyuan is also here, let’s all have a simple meal together!” The Crown Prince said to the Crown Princess.

There was no time to think further; staying indoors would not do. Having dressed up so carefully, Leng Muqi glanced at the time, found it about right, and left, driving away.

“No, nine-layered cultivation technique—you have a nine-layered technique as well.” Mo Yuhan’s voice was filled with shock.

This was something Wen Qingsu had arranged earlier. Even though she rarely cooked, she still made plans for it, and now it seemed they would be put to use.

Moreover, Sun Fuhu had asked disciples who had previously interacted with Murong Yu and learned that, during those days, Murong Yu often muttered about wanting to kill Lu Changsheng.

Next came the blueprints for warrior synthesis; sixteen shimmering Ice Armor Warriors were revealed, of green quality, not much different from the elite Ink Beetles from before.

Yun Yun’s awakening naturally roused Ya Fei, who woke groggily, staring at Chen Mo, who was still holding onto her courageously, sleeping soundly.

When Ye Feng heard Yang Luolan’s words, he instantly understood. So, Yang Luolan had been trying to confuse him all along—truly hard to guard against. He was entirely on the back foot from the start; how could he turn the tables?

With the protection of Black Raven Keep, Suramar would be the safest city in the Moon Elf Empire for now.

The three ghosts were all dark red, their clothes tattered, red light blazing in their eyes. Ajiao had once told Xiang Yundu that even ghosts needed dignity, but now she was prepared to take those words back.

The veteran cadre, Heart of the Demon King, stood in the middle of the two rows, facing the Demon King’s Hundred Stories.

Human will can be transferred and overlaid onto magic. Thus, when that wizard used the forbidden black magic, the resulting vampire, born in distant ages, continued to influence present-day society.