Chapter 33: Wives Are Truly Wonderful!
The train clattered onward, and Gu Huaizheng, a man of few words, kept to himself, not engaging in conversation with anyone. His attention remained fixed on Lu Jianwei; seeing her revived by listening to others chatter, he finally felt at ease. He was clumsy with words and lacked the ability to comfort people. When his wife shed tears, all he could do was fret—sweet words eluded him. He feared she might despise him for it.
Gu Huaizheng took a tea mug from his bundle and said to his brother-in-law, "Take care of your sister; I’m going to..."
Han Siyou’s throat tightened, as though something inside was about to shatter. In that instant, every defense he had collapsed. Thus, he had to confirm first—confirm that Jun Luoyu had indeed tampered, so he could, as Lu Linxiu instructed, open the tomb of the Rose.
Xiao Haotian closed his eyes for a moment. So she knew. She knew it all. At that time, with what humble heart had she loved him, and yet he had never cherished her.
Ye Chen’s eyes were beautiful, clear black and white irises shimmering with gentle light. That light rippled, pushing layer upon layer of waves—she sank into it, unable to extricate herself, as if time had come to a standstill.
After getting their meals, Li Zhen led Qin Huan to the best spot to sit. It was called the best because there was a fan overhead, and opposite them was the cafeteria’s only television.
As soon as Li Luowei turned around, she was startled by the massive double white bathtub behind her.
Ao Tian and Fatty followed the steward into the Myriad Sword Villa and finally understood what true luxury meant. The villa was filled with artificial hills, ponds, rare flowers, and exotic plants. As they walked, the atmosphere changed with every turn.
"I will be happy, I have given up everything just to have him. He will not disappoint me, I know he will always love me, and I will always love him. Wait for the news of my happiness." With those words, she left with a smile.
"Kill." Ximen Hao ignored Luo Yan’s words, spitting the word out from between clenched teeth.
Although Liu Guang wished to grab him by the collar and throw him out, after their last encounter, he knew he couldn’t win and could only let him into Rose’s room with a darkened face.
Xia Shiguang had thought things would go a certain way. But after Gu Chen asked that question, she realized she might not be able to do it after all.
The message had already been sent out. Now, as long as Jun You Ning could be delayed, there remained a glimmer of hope.
She hadn’t endured all those beatings for nothing—she now understood how to use her spiritual power to attack.
So that was it. She wondered why Gu Chen was acting so strangely—turns out it was just a publicity stunt.
Xia Shiguang remembered that seven years ago, just after her father passed, the company was in turmoil. Many outsiders surely pulled their investments, and the Liang family vied for power within. Even then, Gu Chen managed to steady the situation. Now, after so many years at the helm, he must have loyal aides. As long as he doesn’t wish to relinquish control, no one can take it from him.
Although the gunman in the front helicopter had been taken out, he confirmed that those below only had AKs for retaliation, while his helicopter boasted stronger firepower, even a rocket launcher.
"Excellent! The spirit of the Daoist’s heart is fulfilled." Gu Daoquan, hearing Chen Hao’s words, felt no anger—rather, he praised him with delight.
She thought to herself, has the human race exhausted all its tricks? Are they out of stones and hidden weapons in the camp, that they’re throwing alchemy furnaces now? Do they think lighting a fire will hurt anyone?
He had been lying comfortably on the bed, but suddenly was bounced up and nearly crashed into the bed frame.
On the main ship’s phone, someone had sent her a video through an untraceable channel.
He had never seen his son at this time of year—in fact, he only saw him once a year, during New Year’s. So to see his son now was a bit of a surprise!