Chapter 62: Feng Su, It Truly Hurts

Zhou Hui fell silent.
His hesitation was obvious; he was clearly hiding something from her.
Under the intensity of her gaze, Zhou Hui straightened his expression. “Little sister-in-law, today Su will defy his mother, and he’ll get hurt.”
“Who dares hurt him?”
“His mother.”
Li Jiuwei’s heart tightened; there was clearly something she didn’t know.
She called for Feng Su and hurried away.
The place they went was not the old Feng family residence, but rather where Feng’s mother and Feng Su were.
“Andrew, let’s just be honest with her about this. I don’t want to keep hiding it anymore; it’s weighing on me,” Rong Chengyi said, removing his bionic glasses and rubbing his brow tiredly.
In the end, I told Mingyu that when he returned, he should act as if nothing had happened. If anyone asked, he was to say we just went out for tea, I wanted to check on how he was doing, and that I left first after taking a phone call.
After getting out of the car, he was about to go to her room to check on her, but after walking a few steps, he paused and turned into the main hall instead. Yesterday at the hospital, when he realized he couldn’t control that strange, intense feeling, he decided to slow down, let himself cool off and settle his emotions.
He needed a private space with Momo. Call him domineering or selfish, it didn’t matter; he had been domineering toward Momo for so long, he wouldn’t mind being so one more time.
Upon hearing this, Cen Jinghong instinctively pressed her lips together, her expression turning a bit cold. Ye Muyao, not knowing what Cen was reminded of, only thought his own boldness had startled her, and quickly apologized.
She and Murong Qianshang had almost missed each other; if not for Murong’s persistence and tireless efforts, the princess believed she might have been deceived by Feng Wuchen for a lifetime.
Her psychologist had once told her to express herself more when unhappy, but she never listened, nor was she willing to bare her wounds to others. She kept everything locked inside, letting hatred grow day by day, making her temperament ever more irritable.
“All right, I’ll change and go,” Ling Ruoxuan said calmly. She got up to change her clothes, but Tianyu had no intention of leaving, standing in the room, refusing to go.
Xiao Jingtang only visited her courtyard once a month, merely going through the motions. The two hardly spoke; after all, no matter what she said, the young master would never respond.
The two old men’s faces were flushed red, cheeks puffed like toads holding their breath, yet no sound came out.
“All right, hurry up and get up there!” Wang Buregui shoved him onto the battlefield, and at the same time caught sight of Tong Yixing’s darkened face. He bared his teeth again at him, while Elder Tong’s brow furrowed sharply as he steadied himself, resisting the urge to lose his temper.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!” As the Xingxing King unleashed its fury, the Xingxing creatures around let out a series of rhythmic roars, excited by their king’s actions. Each Xingxing cast a look of pity toward Ji Cheng and his companion, as if they had already foreseen their impending doom.
Lei Jun hadn’t expected the doctor to cling stubbornly to this topic, but there was nothing he could do about him. If it weren’t for being on a plane, Lei Jun might have beaten him so badly he’d be unable to care for himself.
Zixin didn’t know how many people’s burdens this statement could ease, but it brought closure to the situation—no one’s mistakes would be held against them.
He originally studied martial arts at the Golden Sword Sect in Yanzhou, and later, after his skills matured, was assigned a post in the political court by his sect.
People who love to instruct others are few nowadays, especially in the world of cultivation, but few doesn’t mean none. Indeed, Lin Kongxue had just encountered one such person.
Yet after walking more than ten miles, not a soul appeared. Looking up, he suddenly saw a meteor streak across the deep night sky.
The Xuan Yuan siblings, hearing the phrase “the Tartar emperor’s lust for wine and women,” felt uneasy in their hearts, worried that Zhu Yueying had revealed Shou Su’s affairs to others as well.