It seems like there were a lot of nasty words said, and there was a public fight too.
Her image must be completely ruined, sigh, the more she thinks about it, the more upset she gets.
She clutches her chest, glumly saying, "I’m so heartbroken, don’t call for dinner tonight, I’m so sad I have no appetite."
Lu Hualiang’s eye twitches as he silently glances at the big box she’s hugging, which is the size of a family bucket.
With that capacity, it probably holds a dozen durians, right?
She finished them all.
Looking at the coffee table, there’s a pile of torn snack wrappers, all emptied.
He stares at the crumbs lingering at the corner of her mouth, and the refrigerator she moved up by the bedside. Director Lu suddenly doesn’t feel like speaking.
"Honey, why do I say I’m not eating tonight, and you don’t even care?" Her Majesty the Empress suddenly throws away the food box and nervously grabs Lu Hualiang’s hand.
"Honey, do you also find too rough? I didn’t an it sincerely, I’m actually very ladylike, I don’t like fighting at all, nor do I like to curse! I prefer playing the piano, dancing, reading, and painting."
Lu Hualiang, "..."
"What do you an by staying silent! Do you dislike ! Do you not love anymore! Do you want a divorce!"
"..." Lu Hualiang, "No."
"Really not?" Her Majesty the Empress doesn’t believe him.
"Really not."
Her image, probably everyone but herself knows it full well.
Only then does Her Majesty the Empress feel relieved and smiles, "Honey, give a kiss."
It’s a kiss with a strong flavor.
A very strong durian flavor!
Director Lu indeed gets up, "I suddenly rembered, I have a eting to attend."
Only when the study door is closed does Her Majesty the Empress snap out of it, dive onto the bed, and hug the quilt while kicking and punching.
Ouch!
Her husband despises her!
Why did you get impulsive, why did you get impulsive, going off to fight for no reason!
Even if you wanted to fight, at least wear a mask and sunglasses, now great, the whole world knows it’s her!
This treacherous world!
The National Studies Association has welcod its biggest internal conflict in history.
The five ministers gather, except Ding Heqiu, the other four have faces as black as the bottom of a pot, glaring at each other like bitter enemies for ten lifetis!
ng Songbai slaps the table, "Xiong Gang, what do you an!"
Pei Hong snorts coldly, "Who was the one who swore not to steal Xia Weibao, now running towards her eagerly, a slap in the face, embarrassing!"
Yang Yilian sneers, "Xiong Gang, I think you’ve gone crazy wanting to find the woman who saved people in the park, seeing Xia Weibao knows martial arts and you say it’s her, how does that look like her."
Xiong Gang insists, "It’s definitely her, I watch that video dozens of tis every day, I absolutely won’t mistake it! Wait and see, I need to pull her into the Ancient Martial Arts Departnt!"
Ding Heqiu quietly fiddling with dicinal herbs, it’s better in the Ancient dicine Departnt, at peace with the world, without the need to fight with these people.
However, where’s his miracle-working doctor?
The Presidential Mansion won’t reveal anything, sigh, miracle-working doctor, his miracle-working doctor.
On the side, Xiong Gang is bent on grabbing Xia Weibao, ignoring what everyone else says.
Yang Yilian laughs angrily, "Ha, you think you’ll just pull her in? We’ve all tried in shifts and failed, do you think she would fancy a bunch of rough n in the Ancient Martial Arts Departnt?"
ng Songbai agrees, "Exactly, a group of big n always moving around, covered in a sweat stink, Xiao Xia is elegant, loves to play the piano, write, and dance, how could she ever join the Ancient Martial Arts Departnt, what if she gets hurt from the fighting."
Pei Hong nods, "Exactly!"
Xiong Gang feels extrely frustrated from what they said.
Wait and see!
I’ll bring out the family’s inherited spicy snacks from ’82!
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