"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
Uh...but that boy is really not a fairy, okay? Either you're easily tricked, or that boy skillfully tricked you! And I just want to help you to see the truth!
Whenever the baby said: "Hewlo, unclhe, auntwie, twank ywou fol youl hald wolk! (Hello, uncle, Auntie, thank you for your hard work!)" Everyone would melt under such praise and appreciation.
What's going on, ah? I'm clearly not replenishing my energy and made a level up instead. How come I feel better? Could it be my problem was truly because of lacking energy?
That morning, she was in such a hurry that she didn't speak to Elliana at all. Before 8 a.m, her meeting time with Finsley, Ainsley ran to the computer room to check her lottery result.
What's going on, ah? I'm clearly not replenishing my energy and made a level up instead. How come I feel better? Could it be my problem was truly because of lacking energy?
She might not be brilliant, but she knew these people were strict and cold-blooded enough to the young miss. If she said that the young miss couldn't be left alone…
“I can’t help it! I didn’t change because I wanted to. Do you think I wanted to become servile? I want to be upright too. I want to act according to my ideals too. But you know better than anyone that business doesn’t always go the way you expect.”
The moment the butler went back to the carriage at the very back, instead of reporting to his master, he suddenly took a cup of hot tea on the mini table inside the lavish carriage, and…
"Sub Leader, aren't we aiming to be the first to clear layer twenty-nine?" Zhao Yanzhi asked in confusion. Based on their progress, they were surely lagging behind the first division, who had entered the cave four hours before them.
Ye Liushang slowly stood up and looked at Jian Ai, as if sizing up the Sect Master. His eyes were incomparably deep, but they did not make people feel oppressed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I shall explain what's going on according to what the family head said." Grandpa Yofan's face turned grave. He especially made a glare at the branch families, mainly the four bastards.
Ming Feizhen pulled for dear life to stop his steed from bolting off. “Oh, never imagined Liu Shan Men’s captain would want to be an osmanthus cake seller.”