Chapter 125: Are You Going to Meet Your Future Mother-in-Law?

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Ah, Fang Wenxuan looked at Lin Bing in surprise. He wasn't leaving after all?

"Are you that free, big boss? If you don't leave now, aren't you afraid of losing out on a lot of money?" Fang Wenxuan said to Lin Bing. Since Lin Bing already knew he wanted him gone, he might as well be direct.

"Even when I'm not at the company, there are people earning money for me," Lin Bing said with a smug smile, looking at Fang Wenxuan.

Fang Wenxuan gnashed his teeth in anger. Money really makes people arrogant, he thought. Let's see if he doesn't leave eventually.

"Senior brother, since you have nothing to do, why don't we play cards?" Fang Wenxuan asked, smiling at Lin Hui.

Lin Hui understood exactly what Fang Wenxuan was up to, so he nodded. "Sure!"

"Are you playing?" Fang Wenxuan asked.

Wang Tianwu’s childhood was relatively stable and happy because her father was a local official. However, when she was seventeen, her father passed away. Her mother was ostracized by her siblings, and by the time Wang Tianwu was fifteen, she had been forced to wander far from home.

As his fingertips slid over the scars, Chi Yijiu could clearly feel the uneven texture. He channeled his spiritual energy to activate the medicinal properties, moving to the next patch of skin only after each red mark had faded.

"Mom, is this Uncle Zhang the president of Tianxin Media?" Tianxin Media was the largest media group in Pucheng and a leader in the industry. If they could gain the support of Tianxin Media for this afternoon's press conference, it would be much easier to control the preceding public opinion.

Fang Mujin was stunned after hearing Lin Mo's words, but not wanting to appear ignorant in front of him, she forced herself to remain calm and nodded in agreement.

After reading the message, Bu Mengtian put down her phone and walked into the kitchen. Seeing Lin Luo busy at work, she stepped forward to help her with the chores.

Chen Ning and Tu Jie held the masked men who had rescued them hostage, making their way toward the exit of the prison. As they passed Hu Weiyong’s peculiar cell, they couldn't help but spit on the ground. In their hearts, they felt both gratitude and hatred toward Hu Weiyong—gratitude for his earlier promotion of them to high positions, and hatred for having sent them into this prison.

The two stood with their backs to the guests and bowed to the heavens. Then, they took each other's hands and bowed to one another before finally turning to face the guests.

"Damn it! It's hot! Get off, get off, get off!" Han Liang said, reaching out to unbuckle Fu Yu's belt.

Fang Shan fainted on the spot, but Mo Xian had experienced life and death countless times; this level of pain was still acceptable to him.

Seeing the instructor's attitude, everyone understood what she meant. They quieted down, shifting their focus entirely to the two of them.

He curled his lip in a smile, thinking it was best to remain calm and adapt to whatever came next, and walked out of the campus with his hands in his pockets.

"You don't need to?" Edgar looked at Chen Chen with curiosity, as if trying to read his inner thoughts from his face.

He had left a good impression in everyone's minds, laying a foundation of goodwill for Bao Feiyang's future work. Although most of his colleagues still knew little about him, his way of handling matters convinced them that he was a decisive and efficient leader.

Qin Tang slammed his foot onto the brake, forcing the car to a halt. The tires screeched against the pavement, emitting a sharp, piercing sound.

The messenger trembled in fear. Having witnessed the opponent's strength from above, he dared not go down to offer rescue and remained silent to avoid inviting disaster upon himself.

Time and time again, as the robust spiritual energy continued to strike, Liu Yansong finally felt a crisp sound emanating from his meridians. The shackle had finally been broken; the spiritual energy flowed unimpeded through the bottleneck, eventually reaching the other end of his meridians.

"Could the giant wolf have been mistaken?" Qingmu still doubted it, but he hurriedly followed the giant wolf's guidance to search. His mental sense reached a valley where ancient trees stood sturdy and mountains were densely forested. It was indeed a place hostile to humans—only in such a place could the hunting of rhinoceroses be prevented.

After the fact, Chu Kuanyuan told Chu Mingqiu that as soon as he received the news, he had the police station monitored. Several of his subordinates' mothers were neighborhood security committee members in the hutongs. Two days before the public security bureau began their operation, he and his men had all retreated from the city and into the mountains to the west.