Volume One, Chapter 155: A Gold Digger? Then the Only Thing to Do Is Drown Her in Money!!

After Divorce, a Song Becomes a Sensation Yang Sanjin 2438 words 2026-04-01 07:16:04

On the stage at this moment, Wang Junjie saw the emotional audience below and bowed his head in deep shame.

"I am sorry, I am sorry!"
"I apologize to all the fans and music lovers who have supported me!"
"Regarding the events of the past few days, I did not respond immediately, but I want to tell everyone that I am still the Wang Junjie you have always loved!"
"I have done nothing immoral. There is only one truth, and justice lies in the hearts of the people!"
"I accepted this invitation to perform because I had already signed the contract. I know that performing at a time like this shows a lack of responsibility toward you all!"
"However, our company has already..."

Su Meng frowned, yet she still pulled her up. With the help of Wu Qingying and Yuan Xi, she managed to get her off the bed.

Although the audience seemed to view the situation simply, for a pilot or someone like Chen Xu who had studied helicopter operations, only they knew the true extent of the danger involved.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ake turned and ran while asking questions. Gao Feng, along with Bai Xing and Shark’s group, fled toward the other side, shouting that the dwarf was eating people’s children.

"Hiss! Ninth-Grade!" Upon seeing this clan emblem, both the men in silver robes could not help but gasp, their faces filled with envy and reverence.

It was true that the Demon Emperor Long Fan had not returned to the Demon Realm during those three years. However, on a certain day after those three years, he returned to the Demon Realm and gathered all the demon soldiers to attack the Celestial Realm. Three years is a long time in a human lifespan, but it is not long for the demon race; nevertheless, three years is enough for many things to happen.

There were also the shoes on his feet and the thumb ring on his hand—needless to say, one could easily imagine the marvelous taste of typical nouveau riche country bumpkins.

Lu Xueqi had actually been brought along by Master Shuiyue, and Qi Hao of Longshou Peak had been brought by Daoist Cangsong.

Although I was quite far from the highest point of the Demon Palace, the airwave generated when the two demonic claws collided still blew against my face. I do not know if my eyes were playing tricks on me or what, but I felt as if the entire Demon Palace had shuddered.

A high-ranking official of the Miao Sect had led troops to appear at the Fushan Sect during the heat of the war. Their goal was clearly to occupy the Fushan Sect, forcing the Chu Domain frontline to divert manpower. If the Chu Domain were to do so, their defensive line would be stretched too thin, and they would likely lose on both fronts. Once that happened, collapse would be inevitable.

The player substituted off was Suazo. This new forward striker had performed brilliantly in a series of warm-up matches, but in today’s official game, he seemed lost; thus, his expression was not very good as he left the field.

Afterward, the two shared their views on the League of Legends professional league. Unexpectedly, they shared the same hobby: they both loved the RNG team, which had never managed to win a championship.

Difficult subjects, such as Modern Chinese, must be started right away. This type of course requires a long-term commitment because it is impossible to remember everything after reading it just once.

"Vampire zombie!" Team Leader Zhang was drenched in a cold sweat. He struggled to get up, only to find that he seemed to be gripped by a zombie.

Doubt arose in his heart; he hesitated whether he should continue to be with Wenren Qinyue. Yet, he did not dare ask Ling Youzhi. His friends were present, and he did not want others to know how lowly his love was.

"No, it was just good luck." Seeing that Manager Wang had no intention of discussing business, Shen Mixiang felt somewhat disappointed, but she still kept a smiling face.

Cui Niangzi had made new clothes for Shen Nianxiang, thinking she could wear them in the next few days, but the weather showed no signs of cooling down, and they were not exactly suitable to wear.

"It is not quite like that. Apart from my own mother, I have always regarded Mother Wu as my mother. Over these many years, I have received much care from her. Otherwise, my days at home might have been even harder." For a moment, Shen Mixiang felt a sense of sorrowful reflection.

With almost no sensation, Cao Xiuyan ran to the finish line, sliding another dozen meters before coming to a stop.

Ye Tang said nothing, instead patting the spot beside him and sharing some of his quilt. Wang Yuan did not lie down but leaned back, covered by the quilt.

A series of hurried footsteps echoed from outside the door. The police officer who had sent the evidence for testing rushed in and handed an identification report to his captain with both hands.

Years later, the silhouettes of time were visible on both of them, and their relationship was no longer as confrontational as it once was. Of course, it was impossible for things to develop in any positive direction between them.

At first, there was still consciousness in his mind, but later, it dissipated bit by bit. Without a sense of direction, it was like a grain of rice falling into the vast ocean; before his eyes remained only the bottomless abyss, and the white grain could no longer be seen.

The mechanical monsters repeated the same voice, efficiently carrying the police officers to the side of the road one by one. They left a row of them under guard while the others continued to advance to seize more officers.

Because it was his first time entering the bottom of the Deadwater Pool, Taihua was filled with curiosity about the conditions at the bottom.

Of course, Li Shishi would not reveal Long Yi’s identity. Since Long Yi did not want to expose his identity, he surely had his reasons.

Luo Li was also startled by the Medicine King’s shout of "Don't touch him!" Fearing that he might disturb the Medicine King’s treatment, he quietly retreated to Qian Gu’s side.

At the moment they brushed past each other, Yan Yan’s fingertips twitched. He almost subconsciously wanted to pull her into his embrace, but at the second his hand reached out, he suddenly restrained himself.

This guy is no ordinary king. Only a few days apart, and he has immediately ascended to another level; it is truly terrifying.

"Didn't you say it was family?" Cai Qian asked, puzzled. How could there be such a commotion at this time?

The entire audience exploded. In particular, those who had been eliminated at the peak of the Martial Marquis level began to curse loudly.

Whether Qin Tian was too nervous or what, he actually raised his gun and shot Meng Yichun in the leg.

Although he could dodge the Ghost Commander’s attacks, Aotian was completely helpless against a Ghost Commander who ignored all physical damage. It was, after all, the ultimate terminator for warriors and mages.

Faced with such a persistent Dai Xiu, what kind of appearance should he put on? Should he be reckless like Zuo Linfan, or should he let go gracefully like Mo Qinghan to win Dai Xiu’s guilt?

"This concubine pays respects to the Western Prince. My Lord, what has happened?" Just then, Madam Mo arrived. Seeing the scene filled with immense rage, she quickly offered a salute and asked with concern.

Sang Li could not understand: in this vast imperial palace, who else wanted to provoke conflict between her and everyone else, making her lose Mu Yun’s favor and affection, and turning her into the target of everyone’s resentment?

Chen Nian was like someone caught in the act of thievery; she was so startled that she hurriedly broke free from Feng Junyang’s embrace and scrambled to the other side of the carriage, sitting up straight in a fluster.

When a person’s ability reaches a certain level, the prejudices of others no longer matter.

The eyes observing Han Wei’s group in secret belonged to the Lu family’s grain shop. The Lu family were wealthy merchants in Huaiyang, having been in the grain and rice business for generations, and could be considered immensely wealthy.