Chapter Ninety-Six: The Bride Price

The Baby Boss Little Saint 1472 words 2026-04-13 22:49:38

Faced with such a fierce offensive and seeing the child so withdrawn, Yang Mengzi finally made a decision—to take the child away with her. But before that, she asked the gatekeeper for the phone number and dialed a string of family numbers.

“Alright, little ones, you’ll have to wait here for a few days. Soon, when it’s time for manual registration, don’t run around, okay?”

As a student who majored in psychology, she believed there was still hope for this child. On one hand, Sister Xue’er had become the new mother, and on the other, with a new mother, the child now had something to rely on in her heart.

“Promise I’ll finish the task, Sister. Go on, I’ll just wait here…”

Qinglian ignored Ye Suoman’s doubts. Some things couldn’t be explained right now; only when she was ready to accept the truth would the mystery be unraveled.

In the shadows, the Nancheng branch had also deployed more personnel to tail Chu Yue’s group. At the same time, Blackskin and Xu Jingtang were also under surveillance.

Puzzled, Xu Fan picked up his phone and realized this call was not from any saved contact.

In that moment, the leading figures among the evolved races frowned deeply, their eyes widened in terror, faces full of shock, as if they’d been frightened out of their wits, each gasping sharply.

“Of course. Otherwise, do you think I risked coming here just to chat with you?” Nan Ke Rui shrugged, his tone exasperated but certain.

Xu Fan nodded, comforted Elder Guan for a moment, and then followed him into the hospital room.

Black Puppet remained silent, standing off to the side, pretending to be invisible. I just deal in intelligence; if you can’t win the battle on the Demon Battlefield of Ten Thousand Mountains, what does it have to do with me?

Ah, I wonder how the God of Wine, Wanderer of the Horizon, managed to cultivate into a deity? Did he just get drunk and wander around every day?

Chen Fei didn’t mind. Whether he offended them slightly or openly, it was all the same. Better to offend them decisively—after all, with His Majesty protecting him, he had nothing to fear.

At this moment, the man beside Huang Tian interjected again, acting arrogantly, raising the stakes to a level he thought was lofty.

Just a few days ago, at Great Thunder Monastery, the Supreme Elder shattered thousands of palaces, destroying more than half.

Li Xiang’s younger brother, Song Lin, who was on land with him, suddenly needed to use the restroom. But after failing to relieve himself, he returned to find the wellhead surrounded by people.

When He Yi woke from a deep sleep, she discovered that Jiang Xianfeng, who had chatted with her late into the night and squeezed onto the same bed, was already gone.

This move was one Jiu You had rehearsed before, following Chen Yuan’s advice to overcome her fear of heights.

Xiaoxia closed her eyes, gathered her thoughts, then opened them again. She fixed her gaze on her elder sister-in-law’s bewildered look, which stirred her nerves and strengthened her resolve.

She could accompany her for another twenty or thirty years without issue, and the legacy she’d built up in her lifetime would have someone to inherit it.

Ye Kun was assigned to stay with Mu Jin and Wu Mu. Wu Mu clicked his tongue in annoyance whenever he saw him, but Ye Kun pretended not to hear and kept telling his unfunny stories.

After these years, to still have some family assets left was no easy feat—use a bit, and there’s a bit less.

A sense of foreboding surged in Han Ya’s heart; she pretended nothing had happened and walked into the restroom.

But these matters couldn’t be reported to her superior, especially since Liu Changmin usually looked out for Ma Dangqiang.

Doctor Zhong had no time for sentimentality. Peng Lin had already prepared the Chaihu liver-relieving decoction and handed it to Wang Hongmei for brewing, then sterilized the silver needles for Doctor Zhong.

Behind them, those lawbreakers who looked fierce and menacing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although Yuntian Ltd. belonged to Yun Sheng and Liu Surong, Yun Sheng remained behind the scenes, never showing his face.

The broadcast camera just happened to capture the moment: Wang Jianying raised both hands, seemingly hurting Tang Wu, who instinctively used his right hand to support his left arm.

Sitting down again, Ding Tianqing began to introduce the people at the table to Luo Cheng. Uncle Zhou’s full name was Zhou Baoliang, a master of firearms, and several others were also heroes among the outlaws.