Human Council (Page 1/2)
The sound announcing victory rang in my ears. Only then did I relax and collapse onto the ground. Sweat poured from my head like rain, streaming down my cheeks and onto my back. Luckily, there was no mirror for me to look into right now, so I did not have to know just how disheveled I looked.
Xu Zhihu's expression grew colder, his demeanor steadier, and not even a ripple touched his voice. "It is only a marriage. They were bound to marry eventually." What did liking or disliking have to do with it? Besides, she had only studied etiquette for a few months. What could she do after being married in? Support the household or receive guests in place of Mother? Wouldn't Mother still have to trouble herself to teach her?
Amid the silence, Zhang Weiwei took Han Feiyi's hand and left. Once they returned home and shut the door, Zhang Weiwei's imposing facade of "I'm the calmest one, I'm not afraid of anything" immediately vanished.
Xu Zhenhai loved to eat, so he ate the most. Bai Jing usually ate little, so she ate less as well.
"What exactly happened?" Yun Xin frowned tightly, deeply worried about Wanqing's condition.
Ever since arriving at Black Street, my concept of money was no longer one tael, two taels, three taels, or four taels, but a hundred taels, a thousand taels, ten thousand taels. I felt utterly helpless about that change.
"A guy like you, who only boosts others' morale and crushes your own, would definitely have become a traitor during the War of Resistance against Japan." Wang Hao's men were furious after hearing Shao Shuai's analysis.
The door was not locked. It opened with a twist, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes as he