Volume 1, Chapter 56: The Scumbag Father and Son Witness Lin Qiao Working as a Nanny with Their Own Eyes

Lin Qiao never expected that Qin Tianlang would actually bring his son to see Qin Chen.

"We came to apologize to Huo Xiao."

"This is the condition for Qin Yi to return to kindergarten."

Qin Chen stared fixedly at Lin Qiao, unblinking.

It was as if he were watching her reaction.

Huo Xiao looked somewhat troubled. "Does that mean I have to forgive him?"

His feelings toward Qin Yi were very complicated.

Nangong Jue snapped back to his senses, looking at him with a hint of suspicion. These words actually sounded like he was concerned about him. He remembered that before today, whenever the other man saw him, he would tease and mock him about the arranged marriage. Even knowing that Nangong Jue disliked this union, he always brought it up on purpose to displease him.

She took out two pieces of the roasted meat from last night and simmered a pot of fish soup. Smelling the aroma, the giant salamander family came over once again to freeload a meal. With the addition of those big eaters, a lot of the roasted meat was consumed.

Chu Ning felt a surge of joy. Wind naturally originated from the void; after the Nine-Tailed Monkey subdued those bizarre birds, those intensely lethal winds returned once more into the void, leaving behind absolute tranquility. But a wave of worry followed close behind. Judging by Ji Chongguang's appearance, he must still be blind.

I didn't want to stay here any longer, because I was afraid that if I stayed too long, I wouldn't be able to help telling Li Yuannuan the truth.

Throughout the entire Divine Feather Guard, apart from the vice-commander Molan Xiu, who was dispatched by Molan Lian, everyone else belonged to Mochen.

She exerted a great deal of force; although she had only just grazed her neck, blood was already gushing down profusely.

When he spoke these words to Mu Yutian, his choice of words was extremely precise, without the slightest bit of hesitation.

"Chanting incantations and talking nonsense early in the morning, I really have no idea what's going on with you." Seeing me like this, Zheng Xue couldn't help complaining, and I could only respond with a bitter smile.

Xie Ci's table of companions, however, instantly lost interest. What is this, back to those street tales of monsters and the supernatural again?

"Brother Liu, if this project is handed over to you for free, what kind of status and qualifications would that make you?! Who in the city can pull in such a huge charitable donation?! I'll spell it out clearly: Old Song is dead, and I am not having it! I am going to spend money to buy his life!!!" Old Tan said with resounding force.

Suddenly, those around them who knew Jun Siyu's identity were dumbfounded. This Lou Yiying truly lived up to his reputation as the head of the pugilistic world's supreme faction—not only was he arrogant, but he was also daring enough to kick a sovereign of a nation just like that.

One wrong step led to every subsequent step being wrong. The originally finalized strategy of making a feint to the east while attacking the west ended up with Lü Lingqi becoming a volatile, destabilizing factor.

Her mood, which had been perfectly fine, was now filled with a bellyful of rage. If Xu Ning weren't handling it, she would certainly not have let them off so easily.

The height and physique of the miniature humans were calculated by the system; this stature matched ants quite well, much like the proportional comparison between humans and donkeys or horses.

The cold glint of Jiemo Ailuo flashed abruptly, and before that Flame Wolf could even leap into mid-air, it was cleaved directly in two.

"...Damn, what a slick idea!! If we set things up this way, in less than a year, we'll have a monopoly on the grain supply throughout the entire Black Mountain region!" Lu Guang strongly agreed with Ma Yong's concept.

"Screw it, let's go find her disciple first." Chen Junjie had no choice but to pin his hopes of finding Li Ruoshui on Yuan Yuan. Treating a dead horse like a live one was the most expedient life-saving method he could think of.

The technicians needed to do some preparatory work first, and Ni Yao said she was going out to answer a phone call, but once she left, she didn't return for a very long time.

Such a massive, radiant palm force far surpassed the hundred-zhang palm strike that a peak Divine Palace master was capable of unleashing.

The sewing machine stood quietly in the corner, with several pieces of brand-new fabric placed right beside it. At a glance, one could tell this was what Qin Huaru had been planning to find time to hastily stitch into new clothes for Banggen these past few days.

He nodded inwardly. It was replicated quite well, basically restoring the friend system of the Great Dream Realm.

Early the next morning, Wang Feng rode her bicycle to the outside of the Housing Management Bureau office building, waiting angrily for Li Feirong with a face full of fury.