Chapter 25: Standing Someone Up

Yu Xiangsi reached out and tapped his chest. "I didn't mean to do that."

Ji Jing lifted her up. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the sofa.

Seeing this, Yu Xiangsi hooked her arms around his neck. "Weren't you supposed to have me take the meeting minutes?"

Ji Jing paid no mind as he began to unfasten her...

I am far too busy; my own path of slaughter is not yet complete, so I have no time to dawdle with you. However, teaching others a lesson is indeed a satisfying affair.

This joke was actually quite serious, but my thought was that it wasn't about whether I was obedient to Chen Shi or not; rather, having him meant I would never have any other messy thoughts again. So, when we discussed this topic, I felt very confident in both myself and him.

"Of course it's true," Yun Xinyan said. She was surprised in her heart, thinking that this was indeed the most effective method. She knew it was his Achilles' heel, but this guy was also too lecherous. Just a moment ago, he was sleeping like a dead pig, but the moment he heard the condition, he woke up instantly. That was just too much.

Next, with a mere thought from Yue Xingchen, a long sword whistled through the air, a divine majesty of holy grade sweeping across the sky.

Although the pool appeared ordinary on the surface, all the cosmic gods felt a shiver of dread after observing it closely.

Ye Tian mimicked the voice of Empress Wu Zetian from television, causing Wang Ke'er’s cheeks to flush red with anger.

As Old Peng and Liu Hu engaged in battle, all the guards within the villa were mobilized.

Exerting his full strength to activate the Ziwei Battle Armor placed a heavy burden on Qin Yu’s body. He was in a state of exhaustion and needed to seize the time to regulate his breathing, so he did not block Chu Yunhai.

Those people nodded and walked over to Li Guangmei. Seeing this, Li Guangmei had no choice but to follow them downstairs.

Regrettably, just as Mo Yu intended to find Zhuang Zhou to set off, Zhuang Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly lost consciousness.

When Jianning heard Sizhen say she also wanted to bully her, her face turned from red to white. But she was not inherently bad-natured; it was rare to meet someone who dared to speak the truth to her, and remembering the danger Sizhen had just experienced, she showed a bit more forbearance toward her.

The gaming table landed steadily on the ground, but the immense force was directed at Yoshiko Kawashima on the other side.

Following this voice, which carried a hint of suppressed rage, a young man dressed in a navy blue casual robe with dragon patterns, his eyebrows sharp like swords and eyes like stars, walked in.

After a large number of passengers had disembarked, the passengers in the single rooms—the first-class cabins—began to exit. Unlike most of the other passengers, they were dressed in more Westernized styles, and most carried leather suitcases in their hands.

He invited the most famous hypnotist in Jiangcheng to perform hypnosis on her. When the treatment concluded, Chen Mohan had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Qin Luofan’s jaw tightened, his handsome face tinged with anger, his dark eyes locked firmly on the person in his arms.

Although there were no major changes in the living room, my sensitive Tongtong still noticed some details. Her gaze fell upon a large suitcase placed at the doorway of the bedroom. That suitcase was packed with some of my daily necessities; I had finished packing and left it by the door for convenience when I left.

He angrily switched from Douyu TV to QQ, then proceeded to the temporary discussion group for the "Fishball Alliance," which he had only been approved to join yesterday.

Early the next morning, Chen Mohan, looking sullen, dragged her suitcase and boarded Qin Luofan’s luxurious helicopter along with Luo Jingyang and Xie Siyun, leaving Jiangcheng behind.

Seeing the scene before him, Kratos’s suspicions were instantly confirmed. Moreover, seeing the blood energy coalescing into a mass, it was clear that the tens of thousands of soldiers were completely under the control of the eldest prince, Aluband.

Eighth Master Zhu wiped the spittle that Liu Yongxiang had sprayed onto his face, his thoughts gradually returning to reality. Many of the executives watching this scene instinctively shivered, including Sun Lihua, and they all subconsciously took a step back, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.