Chapter 143: Divorce

Consort Dai fixed her gaze intently on Tang Yu lying on the bed. When she saw his right index finger twitch slightly, it was clearly a sign of dissent.

With the emperor’s order in hand, Consort Dai no longer hesitated. She bent down, helped Lady Cai to her feet, and smiled, “Madam, please rise. Look at that face, as lovely as a flower, now all tear-streaked and ruined.”

At this moment, Consort Dai had basically understood Tang Yu’s thoughts and thought to herself, perhaps…

Of course, her comrades by her side surely knew her true identity, but they would only protect her with all their might and never reveal it.

Her elder brother had spent a fortune to bring talented people over; everything was already prepared in the studio.

Nuo Er shot a glance at Shi Qingran. Ever since she returned from the Southern Prince’s mansion, she had grown more spiteful and her schemes to torment others had gradually increased.

The corpse before him was more than just disfigured; the skull was almost completely gone, the entire face caved in, with only a few strands of hair on the crown still dripping water.

After arranging these matters, I left the nightclub directly. To avoid arousing suspicion, I didn’t let Leike escort me out. Once I was outside, I drove straight back to Old Cat’s shop.

“Hey, Brother Xu! I have something I want to talk to you about!” Gao Fan rubbed his face, lit a cigarette, and took a few deep drags.

Since their names were given by their master, he didn’t know her real name, so it was no wonder he didn’t recognize it when Ming Xuan mentioned it.

One must understand that the Way of Heaven is elusive and intangible; even with his current power at the Transcendent Realm, he could only perceive and approach the Way, not fully grasp it.

That Korean top laner Morgan, with his crocodile-like rage in his eyes, was really just a reliable lane supporter in the Rift when the fight broke out.

Therefore, Bishop Hobbs quickly pounded his chest and loudly assured everyone, attempting to prove the strength of both himself and the Scottish Church.

The young husband snapped back to reality upon hearing his wife’s words. He had no idea what was wrong with her company. If there was truly nothing to do, it would be terrible—this household relied entirely on his wife’s income, and his own money wasn’t even enough to cover the rent.

Just as the assailant was subdued and about to be questioned, the National Guard arrived in time and took the attacker away without a word, along with Liu Jinlong.

Now, allowing this worthless fool to mock him, how could Zilang Ye, a dignified marquis of his domain, endure such humiliation?

“Go to hell!” With that furious roar, the off-road vehicle weighing over two tons was effortlessly flipped onto its side by Yi Tianxiang, as if he were flipping a playing card. A tremendous explosion followed, stirring a dust storm that rose high into the air.

Could it be that he was destined to be just a bodyguard all his life? In the quiet of the night, Liu Jinlong often asked himself this question, but what could he do? He had a wife and children; even if he didn’t think of himself, he had to consider them.

Today’s networking gala was hosted by his father. As the young master, all these overseas returnees and wealthy scions naturally revolved around him.

As for Ma Wenwen, she needed no introduction—she was also well-connected here in the East Sea. He never expected these two to be together, and moreover, Ye Qiu seemed quite close to her.

“I will never marry!” Looking at her brother who had become king, Elizabeth said resolutely without hesitation.

Perhaps many things cannot be reversed simply through effort. But if you strive with all your might to change what can be changed, life will improve little by little. If all you do is complain, everything will spiral completely downward.

“All of this, everything, is my fault. Heaven, why do you only punish Yin Junfeng? Why don’t you punish me as well? Are you really so selfish, so fond of toying with us?” Tie Xiangxue cried out in her heart, filled with sorrow and rage.