Chapter 45: It Depends on Your Performance

Casada há três anos sem voltar para casa? A mimada dos anos 70 quer se divorciar Uma vida voltada para a riqueza 1371 words 2026-08-04 07:25:05

Once the divorce application is approved, Shen Qingqing still needs to complete the final procedures with Jiang Zhixun.

He was leaving right after Chinese New Year's Eve, a time when the staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau would not yet have returned from the holiday.

Beijing and the Northwest were so far apart; if she missed this chance, would she really have to wait another year?

That simply would not do!

As for the oppression Jiang Zhixun had mentioned, Shen Qingqing automatically interpreted it to mean that once they were divorced, the elders would pressure him.

That had nothing to do with her.

Once the formalities were completed...

"Fang?!" Hearing this, Mei Ji and Zi Xiao looked at Fang in surprise, evidently quite shocked that the latter would utter such words.

Yet, amidst this lethal and gradually heavy atmosphere, there was someone on the city tower who was an absolute master at ruining the mood.

This young man was Han Li of the Han family, one of the four great aristocratic families of the Ziluon Kingdom. His cultivation was at the peak of the Second Transformation, and his status was almost on par with Xu Feng.

The hotel looked quite nice. At least in Lin Feng's eyes, its rating should be around five stars. After all, judging by the professional demeanor of the doorman, this level of service was virtually identical to the hotels Lin Feng had previously visited abroad when following Su Tiannan, Su Yan's father.

Although the words were simple and it was clear that Lv Zhuo's literary talent was pitifully meager, genuine emotion shone through their rustic simplicity.

However, such an imposing trio of arrows shattered one after another the moment they collided with Baili Qi's sword aura.

The next moment, the four of them transformed into four streaks of light, flying together towards the distant Jiaran Academy.

Just as those people had said, Wang Yang was driving a pitch-black car, which no matter how one looked at it, did not resemble a racing car in the least.

Xuanyuan Tianxin was currently dressed as a man, but the word "pretend" came completely naturally to her. Thus, whether in expression or demeanor, she resembled a rebellious scion of a noble family who had run away from home.

"No, actually, I lost!" On the other side, Lin Feng also gave a wry smile. In truth, during this clash, on the surface it appeared that Lin Feng had withstood Yun Yang's punch, but only Lin Feng himself knew that he had actually lost this exchange.

A beast-like roar erupted from Gao Lu's throat, and his eyes instantly turned bloodred. He charged straight at the knight, reaching out his hands to forcefully halt the rampaging warhorse.

The moment the golden light flashed, Feng Yu also realized Zhang Xin's choice and immediately activated her superpower, her body collapsing limply into the seat.

Yet it was clear that this was not Xu Qiyan's doing; Xu Qiyan was not yet capable of being so airtight and seamless.

After all, the number of netherworld emissaries was limited, and they simply could not manage everything, so wandering ghosts frequently fought among themselves for territory. Moreover, unable to bear the days without offerings in the underworld, some wandering ghosts would flee on this day or try every possible means to return to the mortal realm.

"A phenomenal work?" When Zhang Cun received this news, he was in a state of utter bewilderment.

Zheng Yu was well aware that this was another case of someone visiting only when they needed something. She had specifically flown back just to wait for him, though he had no idea what kind of goal Zheng Yan wanted to achieve this time or what conditions she would offer.

Today's opportunity was truly rare. If the editor-in-chief hadn't appreciated her immensely and everyone else had happened to be busy, she wouldn't have gotten this chance either.

Not only Su Qian, but all the elders of Canaan Academy wore expressions of sheer disbelief. A heavenly flame on the verge of taking human form was actually obeying a human's command? Could there be any joke more ridiculous in this world? Yet all of this was vividly unfolding right before their eyes.

Without the Dragon-Riding Sword, his speed was reduced drastically. At this moment, he was burning with anxiety, and despite feeling somewhat unwell, he continued to fly at full speed.

Furthermore, after interacting with Zheng Kai, Zheng Yu discovered that the other party was not at all like what Su Mei had described. Clearly, Su Mei had held something back on this matter.

Mi Yu on the side initially did not quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but the moment she saw Liu Xie's expression flicker, she understood.

Li Qianshan first retreated to the edge of the penalty area to receive Herrera's direct pass, and then he distributed the ball to Lingard on the flank.