Chapter 38: Peach Blossom Debt-Casamento Relâmpago nos Anos 70: Madrasta Desafortunada Segue o Exército e Ganha Fácil com as Crianças(Quando a lua está cheia)

Who is this woman?
How dare she stand by Huo Zheng’s side? And why does she seem so close to the two children?
Shen Baoqin felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her heart. Unable to control herself, she stepped forward.
"Comrade Huo, who is this?"
Huo Zheng’s brows knit with a trace of disgust. Why was this person like a stubborn adhesive plaster, sticking to him the moment he let his guard down?
If not for the sake of her father, he would have turned his back and walked away long ago.
"This is my wife."
During this time, Nanny Zhu kept signaling her with her eyes, reminding her to remain silent and leave it to Ning Lan to deal with Yan Ruyue.
Not only was he standing on a flying sword, but two more blades circled him, looking majestic and imposing.
Chang Jingtong, however, was past the point of caring; she was like a person with so many debts she no longer worried about them. These few splatters of mud could not significantly dampen her mood.
If this succeeded, their branch of the Tang family would rise to glory, while the branch led by his eldest brother, Tang Zhendong, would be completely wiped out.

A flurry of questions arose in his mind, but before he could voice them, he saw Xu Rongchang’s gaze shift toward Mo Tingye.
Chu Yi was not one to meddle in other people’s business, and it was none of her concern who Shiwu dated, but circumstances had forced her into it.
It took a long time for Guo Qiumei to recover from the sight of Ye Fan’s handsomeness; she pursed her lips and put on a look of disdain.
Seemingly confirming something, he drove around the outer ring road of Baihe City before finally getting out in the downtown area.
"If your true form were here, I might have some reservations. But you, with a mere wisp of divine consciousness, want to snatch the Human Emperor Sword from my hands? Do you think you are worthy?" Su Yang had long since seen through the Eyes of the Imperial Master that Chu Yannan was at the First-Grade Earth Immortal Realm.
Nanny Zhu was so anxious her face had turned deathly pale. Hearing Ning Lan cry out in pain, she clutched her delicate hand.
"Of course not! Don't I still have my monthly salary? Just wait a little longer..." Pei Baoguo stopped mid-sentence, suddenly silent.
Long Heng nodded, unlocked the door for the man, handed him the key, and repeatedly cautioned him about the time limit before withdrawing.
The true cause of this world’s destruction was the world itself. The only reason the domain still existed was that the star core remained within it, allowing it to linger on temporarily.
However, Feng Wuchen had another question: why was the theme song he heard at the game launch event different from this one?
Pei Zhitong stared fixedly at Yan Jing, let out a heavy huff through her nose, and turned to walk ahead.

Everyone joined in to provide a bass accompaniment for their captain, simultaneously making a throat-slashing gesture.
"I must thank you, senior, for your intervention; otherwise, I would have perished!" Wu Yiqiao bowed to the two figures. As the reincarnation of the Martial God, she was not so arrogant as to deny the fact that she had been saved.
"Ye Ling, why does it look like two packs of instant noodles are missing from the cupboard?" Li Huan asked, sounding casual.
She figured that once Long Jingyi finished questioning those local wealthy merchants, he would come to find her. She returned to her room, lay down, and waited quietly for his arrival.
There were many customers entering the flagship store of Jinhua Facial Masks. The staff, being experienced, had set up barriers at the entrance, promoting orderly queues and letting in a new batch of people every few minutes.
The main purpose of doing this was to preserve a happy family and provide the children with a complete home.
The film had already been playing for fifteen minutes, but the plot had yet to unfold. Guy remained expressionless; having grown up in France, he felt no connection to this narrative. The only thing he felt connected to was the film editing.
Just as she was racking her brains for a plausible excuse to leave, a drunken hooligan walked up to her and said with a smirk.
Only a few high-ranking officials had seen Zhimeng once when she emerged from the Ancient Immortal Cave secret realm. Normally, the sect provided rewards for elite disciples who successfully formed their golden cores, and for those who were exceptionally outstanding, they would even host a celebration.