When Shen Yubai's cherished first love sent them their ninety-ninth intimate video, Li Ruochu understood at last—there was no point in waiting for someone to turn back. Gazing at the home she had painstakingly built, she refused to believe that divorce should be her only fate. She was no lofty, self-sacrificing wife—why should she leave with nothing? Before the divorce, she would make sure to secure a few hundred million as compensation. After the divorce, she shone brilliantly, surrounded by countless suitors, while he was consumed by jealousy. One night, when Shen Yubai was drunk, he barged into Li Ruochu’s home, intending to fall to his knees and beg for another chance. But to his shock, beside her stood Feng Yizhou—the man at the very apex of power and prestige. He cherished her endlessly, and she loved him with all her heart. In that moment, Shen Yubai realized he had lost, completely and irrevocably, the woman who once saw only him in her world.
With his silver hair, strikingly different from ordinary humans, deep-set eyes, prominent nose, and perpetually upturned thin lips, he always seemed to be in a cheerful mood.
Even after overcoming countless hardships and slaying the zombie king, the reward was not guaranteed.
Su Chen placed his hand upon her, sweeping over every breast, feeling waves of warmth and comfort wash over him.
Gu Xuan spoke leisurely through a transmission; witnessing the Ancestral Chaos Dragon being ravaged by the twin-chained zombie, he felt not the slightest pang of sympathy.
Over the past three years, besides the birthday gifts sent by Shen Yan to her, she received gifts for various holidays as well.
After all, at that time, humanity was already weakened, posing no threat to ghosts or zombies; instead, they became protected creatures and resources within the trial grounds.
But for those foreign powers implementing population strategies, the survival of the pregnant was irrelevant, so long as the plan proved effective.
Before she finished her words, Jiang Yao lifted the large speaker in front of him, slinging it onto his shoulder with ease.
Xu Er put on a smile, displaying his usual demeanor toward investors—sincere and loud.
Chen Xingzhu trailed timidly behind his sister, knowing she was angry and dared not speak up. Chen Xiaozhu, seeing her brother behind her, felt her anger rise, but forced herself to endure. She was too exhausted today to discipline him in public.
Passing the doorway, Zhang Keke glimpsed a pair inside, their hands tightly