Chapter 140: Do Not Act Impulsively

The air in the Wen family's drawing room had dropped to a freezing point, yet the silence remained suffocating.

As soon as Wen Yueche uttered those words, everyone present gasped. How could he possibly say something so rebellious? Was this troublemaker out of his mind? He had been acting strangely since he stepped through the door today, speaking in a bizarre, arrogant manner, more reckless and defiant than ever before.

"Say that again? What are you intending to do?" Wen Yuru could not believe his own ears and shouted the question in a stern reprimand.

Wen Yueche still wore a smiling expression...

Her hair was a tangled mess, with a few strands clinging to her face. Her pretty cheeks were flushed with a faint crimson, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, carrying a trace of contentment following extreme pleasure.

"I must thank Teacher Jiang for your painstaking efforts; this is all thanks to you!" Zhang Liang flattered him. He looked down on Han Bing, but Jiang Yu was the producer, and he could not afford to offend him.

Although the public screen, live comments, and private messages were being bombarded by onlookers, Gao Xinran gritted her teeth and refused to yield.

Xia Yuan stopped, smiled at this most dazzling and noble figure in the venue tonight, and intended to walk around him.

Chen Tianlong was truly nothing more than a playboy who had inherited his father's wealth, surrounded only by bar girls who frequented nightclubs.

"Brother Fourteen of Dragon City? That’s fucking interesting. How did he get a nickname like that?" Long Mao asked.

"No need to say more." Chen Ming simply held her tighter, which made Chang Lu want to cry, so she could only hold him back in return.

Once the power of the blood talisman of the medium was exerted, the blood used to trace the talisman would wither and dry; this phenomenon was entirely consistent with his expectations.

Ao Qing had been chosen by the Eldest Prince, and in his melancholy, he had inadvertently encountered her beneath the reefs on the edge of the South Sea.

After saying this, Chen Tianlong picked up the car keys from the table and arched an eyebrow at Ji Qiushui, Liu Guilan, and Ji Feng.

Who could have known that after the first class, the teacher would look flustered, saying that all the teachers were working overtime to verify the grades, and that they would not be released until tomorrow.

Tang Jin picked up a bundle of dry branches, each over two meters long. Since the diameter of the cave entrance was only about one and a half meters, he could climb up as long as he threw the branches up to bridge the opening.

Seeing Feiyun-goddess leap down, Luo Yu hesitated for a moment, but deciding to go down and investigate, he jumped out of the window.

Keqing looked at him with some curiosity: "Why are you still here? Why are you following me?" He still did not wish to jeopardize the brotherhood between Luo Yu and the others.

He had not seen Xiaoying for several days and missed her dearly; after having breakfast at the hospital, he had Hua Yunfei drive him to school.

To accept someone else's gift meant one was inevitably obligated to return something of equal value. She knew her own limitations—she simply did not have the means to return the favor.

Many of the creatures felt a sense of unreality as all the stunned gazes shifted from Gu Sisi to Lei Daichui.

Guan Yuxue saw her father weeping, and though her own heart was bleeding, she stubbornly suppressed the carving pain and walked away with her head held high in front of him.

"Just because I don't care doesn't mean my parents don't! If I don't do well on the exam, I'm finished!" Tang Jin argued sophistically with her.

It was usually a place of song and dance, bustling with excitement. The neighboring Ten Thousand Beasts Tower was typically as bright as day, filled with endless guests, but at this moment, it was dark and deserted, with only one building lit.

"There is no need to look! The facts are right before our eyes. Your Highness the Crown Prince cannot want to shield the Eighth Princess just because she is your own sister!" Imperial Concubine Lan walked in from outside. Her previous sorrow had vanished, replaced by an overbearing posture.

Su Lingnian nodded. Concubine Yan’s pregnancy was a great joy for the Eastern Palace. If it were a prince, then in the future—as he thought, Su Lingnian actually stared at Su Yanru's belly. His beaming expression seemed strange, and Su Jin sneered inwardly; her father was thinking far too much.

The sounds of weapons clashing continued incessantly, like the thunderous charge of iron cavalry. A dark shadow zipped across the high sky, leaving trails of afterimages behind. "A-Jin." Qin Zhen gripped Su Jin's arm tightly, a flicker of panic in his eyes.