Chapter 56: Taking Care of Shen Qingqing-Casada há três anos sem voltar para casa? A mimada dos anos 70 quer se divorciar(Uma vida voltada para a riqueza)

Jiang Zhixun did not understand Shen Qingqing's inner thoughts, but the fact that she was willing to eat was the best possible outcome. Having never cared for a female comrade before, his movements were somewhat clumsy as he fed her. Afraid that the white rice porridge might spill and soil Shen Qingqing, he scooped only half a spoonful at a time. Although the efficiency was very low, nothing was made a mess of, and both of them were quite satisfied. They held a marriage certificate, but over the past three years, their relationship had dropped to freezing point. Just as Jiang Zhixun wanted to say something—

"Senior brother, is that your family estate? It must be huge inside!" Tong Fei asked, looking curiously out the window at the magnificent mansion.

In the afternoon, Ragnar went to talk to Malolit about Mel. Although he had previously strongly opposed Mel going to rescue and treat Anylotte, at this moment, Malolit gave Ragnar such a definite reply.

Li Hai had not known this down-on-his-luck tailor and elderly man before. The reason he spoke up was simply because, although the old man had declined Li Hai's help, relying solely on his own hunched back to fetch a piece of black cloth—which was taller than him by half his body—down from the wooden beam was truly rather difficult.

This may have initially been a way for everyone to exchange information, but ultimately it was meant for self-relaxation, a promise that everyone understood from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiong Ti nodded and said, "Judging by this attire, it should be carved in the likeness of the God of Wealth." At this point, he suddenly stopped short, fixing a puzzled gaze on one of the divine statues.

Everything was prepared. After dismissing the guards, Jiang Qi paid no heed to the officials' buzzing discussions. With a smile that lacked neither grace nor humility, led by a palace eunuch and accompanied by Zhao Yun and Xi Zhicai, he strode into the palace gates.

With walls of bronze and iron and an army of thousands, promises indeed could not break through them. Miracles were many, but truly not that many.

"Mr. Tesla, do you have any other questions?" Murong Chen poured a glass of water for Tesla, who had just woken up, and asked at the same time.

Now, achieving a 2:1 score in a hand-to-hand combat format was already their most ideal result. Moreover, there were rewards for entering the top 8, so for them, this competition had certainly not been a wasted trip.

This was the pinnacle spell of the highest destructive power created by Nidhogg, combining his own elemental attributes, abilities, and magic power, named the World-Destroying Meteor.

Although she didn't know why, Mrs. Figg had many taboos. However, out of respect for her, Sege had never used magic in her presence.

"Indeed. If they dare to make a move, those families and sects in the Imperial Capital will certainly not sit idly by and watch," another young master remarked.

Take Da Mimi, for instance. Although her skin was slightly better than Sister Liu's, she truly understood nothing and needed Xing Baizhou to guide her step by step every single time.

Just as the nurse grabbed Su Su's hand and prepared to insert the needle, Su Su suddenly opened her eyes and hurriedly jerked her hand back.

When uttering the words "old friends" a moment later, Long Xixi spoke with an ominous undertone, her gaze lingering with playful interest on the few people before her.

At this moment, Hermione was exceptionally bewildered. She had already prepared herself to break school rules alongside Sege, and had even resolved not to involve a professor unless absolutely necessary.

Now that he had also arrived in the world of Harry Potter and confirmed that he possessed the same supernatural power of magic, his yearning for Harry Potter had faded significantly.

"Why aren't you going in yet?" Seeing Su Su standing at the doorway for quite a while without entering, Yu Shiji walked over and asked.

Xu Zi'an counted the days on his fingers until he finally made it to the weekend, thinking that Li Anlan's relative should have left by now.

She regretted asking Ye Chen for help. Perhaps, because of helping her, Ye Chen would end up perishing at the hands of the True Person Yunan.

"Hmm?" The Volcano God's divine sense expanded, sensing several powerhouses rapidly fleeing. This only made him even more annoyed, and a speculation formed in his mind: those powerhouses must have taken advantage of his weakened state to send these two mortals sneaking in to steal the Qilin fruit.