Chapter 125: I Watch You Use the Restroom

The Sweet and Naive Wife Is Actually Hiding Her True Strength Nian Zhi'an 1478 words 2026-04-13 14:46:48

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That one sentence left Chen Fu momentarily speechless. If he had known about Song Hui’s pregnancy back then, he would have insisted she keep the child. But could he properly handle having two children? These questions swirled in Chen Fu’s mind. He opened his mouth but could not utter a single word, his reddened eyes fixed on Song Hui.

Song Hui had anticipated Chen Fu’s reaction early on. He couldn’t bear to give up either child. She truly did not know whether to call Chen Fu heartless or compassionate. Rather than have both of them suffer, it was better if she acted as though nothing had happened—it would at least ease her own heart a little.

“You don’t need to blame yourself so much. I never really intended to keep this child. I was planning for Christmas…”

About ten minutes passed, and their expressions revealed that a conclusion had been reached. Chai Hua’s face was filled with joy, while Hu Liwei wore a gentle smile.

As for the beast floating in the void, it roared relentlessly. A divine light of destruction swept across, annihilating worlds and subduing the heavens.

He tied five grenades together, wrapping them in cloth. Then he disassembled Li Baotian’s shotgun, piling the parts beside him.

Several students were dumbfounded. They naturally understood the meaning behind those words: refraining from fighting depended on your discipline, but lacking the courage to fight was a matter of character.

Gu Zixu seemed to recall something. Suddenly, he tossed aside his wine jug, sat upright on his chair, and examined the items the warrior had brought for him to inspect.

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Just as Flying Eagle was about to mock him, he saw the man’s solemn expression and corrected his mindset, carefully searching for a sniping target.

If it isn’t a change, then it’s just a professional habit. Don’t always try to analyze or delve into the essence beneath the surface.

They chose a large tree twenty meters away as a target, deciding to fire one shot from the shotgun and one from the bird gun, to see which weapon caused more damage to the tree.

She finally believed that everything that had happened over the past few days was real. She understood now that she wasn’t dreaming.

“What’s going on here?” Chai Hua, who had just returned from outside, was stunned by the scene before him—Er Yingzi held a five-shot gun with a sawed-off barrel, pressing the muzzle against Hu Liwei’s forehead. Lin Jiang and the others glared furiously but dared not act rashly, only surrounding Er Yingzi.

Bai Yu was broad-shouldered and kind-hearted, with a gentle temperament and a special charisma. Yet he was too slow-witted; he often forgot things if he wasn’t personally involved.

Li Yunyan spat harshly on Zhou Chumu’s body and then threw himself to his death atop the Golden Throne Hall.

In front of a thousand spectators, he showed no fear. Striding forward confidently, his eyes gleamed with self-assurance. Then he bowed deeply to the crowd, exuding grace and composure.

As the old saying goes, if the right to sell umbrellas is given to the Dragon King, the rain will never cease.

He could sense that the Ultraman Tiga before him was not controlled by Da Gu but was instead governed by the residual power left by Tiga himself.

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Everyone in the conference hall quietly watched the large screen, silently awaiting the start of their team’s match.

“Tears are the enemy’s stimulant; only by becoming strong yourself can you solve problems,” Li Yang comforted.

After two months of dating, he asked Liu Xiaomeng to give herself to him. After all, he had spent much effort on her before, waking up at six in the morning to buy her breakfast.

After diagnosing the pulse, the bitter monk master’s face showed dread. Su Rui’s body was simultaneously infected with the Hehuan and Tongxin gu poisons—two invincible and ruthless toxins.

By six-thirty, after finishing dinner, he was to participate in the first public grouping at ten in the morning. But since it was only seven o’clock now, and the interval was too idle, Lin Yuan decided to go fishing.

“No, absolutely not,” Yang Lefan quickly replied. Someone had entrusted him with something precious; of course he would not betray that trust.

“I’m leaving now,” Su Fazhao said, grabbing his bag and departing without a word to Zhou Chu.

Huangcheng was not a large city. One could not find five- or six-star hotels there, but many two-star establishments like Kelaiduo were common. Li Daniu rarely visited such places, and his eyes grew dizzy as he looked around the opulent hall.