The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 82 Part 2

In this second life, Qi Junmu had constantly wondered—who was the man who ended up with Wen Wan?

He had suspected everyone. Qi Junyou—handsome enough, dashing enough. But when he tested the waters in Qingzhou, he found that Qi Junyou still had some sense of self-preservation. And after keeping watch for a while longer, there was no contact between Qi Junyou and Wen Wan at all.

Qi Junyan, even more so—he kept a low profile, rarely left his mansion, and had a good relationship with his wife.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 394 Part 1

Chapter 394

That evening, Zhao Ger told Fang Zichen about Feng momo.

Fang Zichen was furious—and embarrassed at the same time.

His son looked like some random person? What was that supposed to mean? If those words had come from anyone other than Feng momo, he'd have suspected someone was trying to drive a wedge between him and Zhao Ger. Was Zheng Peiyao's sister here again? But since it was Feng momo who said it, she was probably just longing for a handsome face.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 82 Part 1

Chapter 82

The truth often sounds harsh—especially to those who have failed before they could even act.

Everyone standing in opposition to the Emperor knew that all the initiative now lay in his hands. They had nothing left—all they could do was wait.

At the Emperor's words, the hall fell utterly silent. The Empress Dowager's expression was strained and unreadably complicated. After a long pause, she looked at Lin En, walked over to him herself, and removed the mask from his face.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 393 Part 3

Zhao Ger pressed his lips together, holding back a laugh. "Don't talk nonsense. Brother Li will hear you and get upset."

"I know, I'm not stupid. I always force myself to compliment him on being handsome," Fang Zichen said. "But looking at him now, at least my godson's eyes actually work—better than his old man already. Little Fatty's genes are really something."

Then he went off again. "No, no, if he takes after Little Fatty, he'll still have trouble finding a wife! I'll have to set aside some silver for him. As long as he has money, even if he gets as fat as Dandan, it won't matter. Sigh, why can't these two kids grow up like Guaizai?

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 81 Part 2

Qi Junmu was not really drunk, but he took the opportunity to lean on Shen Nian's arm and slowly walked out of the hall.

Because he was supporting the Emperor, Shen Nian walked side by side with him, while Wen Wan fell half a step behind.

Watching the Emperor and Shen Nian walking ahead, Wen Wan's gaze flickered as a thought crossed her mind.

She felt that the relationship between Shen Nian and the Emperor seemed too intimate. The atmosphere between the two was nothing like that of a man being oppressed or on guard.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 393 Part 2

Originally Fang Zichen had calculated that at two hundred copper coins a sack, he'd make a few copper coins profit per sack. With the first batch sold, he'd turn a profit of several tens of taels at least.

But then two workers had an accident at the factory—a pile of fertilizer toppled over in the warehouse and trapped them. It seemed their legs were crushed.

In those days, there was no such thing as workers' compensation. He could have refused to pay for their medicine. But Fang Zichen couldn't bring himself to do that. He had them sent to the medical hall. Broken bones take a hundred days to heal. The old physician said it would take at least three months for a full recovery, and the total cost came to a hefty sixteen taels.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 81 Part 1

Chapter 81

"Uncle, do not worry. I am fully aware of this matter," Qi Junmu said with a smile. Before the civil and military officials, he usually addressed Lin Xiao as Left Chancellor, rarely using such an intimate form of address. 

Hearing this, Lin Xiao forced a smile. The imperial guards poured the wine, and the emperor raised his cup. "I have said I would observe three years of mourning for Imperial Father. Today, by rights, I should not drink—but my heart is merry today, so I shall make an exception."

Qi Junmu tilted his head back and drained the cup. Shen Nian drank as well.