Chapter 40: All My Firsts Were Given to Him

After stepping out of Fang Zhixu’s car, Li Xueya remained in a state of fragile, high-strung tension.

Hidden in the shadows, a man’s hand reached out from a black Mercedes, the crimson ember between his slender fingers pulsing in the dark, trailing a thin ribbon of smoke.

Seeing Li Xueya appear, the man pushed the door open and stepped out.

The streetlamp outside the apartment cast a dim, jaundiced glow. Li Xueya, unable to make out who it was, was startled.

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"The new bedroom is filled with roses—they’re all over the bed. I spent so long cleaning them up; it’s finally ready for sleep," Liu Ya said as she approached, her body carrying the intoxicating scent of roses.

"President Xu, a pleasure," Situ Teng said, extending a hand to shake Xu Zhiheng’s. His palm was broad, rough, and firm. As they gripped hands, he exerted a subtle yet steady pressure. Xu Zhiheng frowned dramatically, drawing in a sharp breath.

"I happen to think I’m quite capable," Chu Lantian replied, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in her tone.

A sudden surge of joyful surprise bloomed in her heart. She quickly tapped away at her computer, searching for the early symptoms of pregnancy on Baidu.

"Are you unhappy?" Shen Jihuan was keenly attuned to the shifts in Su Mo’s emotions.

An Ran frowned; this was hardly the time for such a discussion. Just in case, she had slipped muscle-relaxing powder into Ming Ye’s drink earlier. The effects were about to set in, and if they waited any longer, they would truly be unable to leave.

Yan Heng—the War God Prince feared by the people of Northern Yao and revered by those of Eastern Chen—had been brought down by their joint efforts, left critically wounded and cast off the mountain cliff.

Ahead, the experts tasked with protecting Xia Houleng panicked as they witnessed his assassination.

*Slap!* The Second Master swung his hand, sending the Second Mistress reeling; one side of her face swelled instantly. An Ran’s expression flickered, her eyes deepening. It seemed the show was proving even more entertaining than she had anticipated.

"Let’s follow them in. Even if we cannot obtain the fortune, we must find the passage and destroy it once we return to our own universe!" Ye Chen declared.

As for the name of the Ice Queen, Uta-Tushka, Feofania knew it all too well, for it had once belonged to the biological mother of her brother and herself.

At that moment, tears welled up in Pei Yuanzhu’s eyes, threatening to spill over.

Whether this change was for better or worse, or if it would truly lead to recovery or play a person to their death—that was a profound question, one Wei Yuan had not yet had the chance to explore.

She reached out and pulled back Wei Yuan’s shirt, only to realize that the spot she had pinched was exactly where he was most severely injured—the very place struck by the bearded man’s fist.

Lan Lan suddenly let go, and the two daggers clattered to the ground before vanishing in plain sight.

Seeing the bag of vase shards Wei Yuan carried with him, Grandpa Lan probed with the tone of a doting, senile old man. Naturally, he wanted to know why Wei Yuan had gone to such great lengths to con his way into acquiring a pile of broken porcelain. Was it really, as he claimed, possible to perfectly restore the vases?

He had already begun the first step: the voice recording function on his phone was already active. To have such a vivid, live-action erotic drama unfold and not preserve a bit of it as a souvenir would be a terrible waste.

Though the air remained thick with sorrow, Gao Shuai’s low-voiced account stirred the thoughts of those who possessed supernatural abilities. The strings of their hearts were plucked in unison, resonating with his words, though Gao Shuai gave them little time to dwell on it.

"You’ve put it that way—how could I possibly refuse you?" Meng Ziyi pouted.

Every living person bore the scent of death on their face, forcing one to quell their restless heart.

Hearing this, Li Zhuoguang moved a little closer, though the deep crimson mana within him began to boil. Even though he had helped the other party before, this was only their second meeting.