Chapter 207: You Still Have Grandma

"Alright, what is there to be sad about? Grandma is at this age; this is a joyous occasion. We should be happy."

Grandma Xia reached out to wipe her tears; her rough palm scraped so hard it hurt, but fortunately, Yu Leyao was a ghost, so she did not mind these things.

"Grandma, do not move. I will call a car to take you to the hospital."

Seeing Grandma raise her hand with a look of pain on her face, Yu Leyao also realized that now was not the time for sorrow.

"You are about to accept

An Nuan spoke calmly, her brows furrowing tighter, standing a meter away from Shen Bin, obviously wary of him.

After cursing a round and smashing everything in the room that could be broken, Ji Xinya collapsed onto the floor, exhausted and desperate; now there was no one to help her, her family had cut ties with her, and there was no one in the Xiao family she could rely on.

"At your age, why talk about divorce? Let others laugh." Softening his voice, Elder Yan spoke with full regret, reaching out to touch Elder Yan's arm, only to have her grab his hand and fling it aside mercilessly.

Gao Xianzhi saw that A Liao Jin did not have a look of eager curiosity on his face and thought to himself that letting him listen would do no harm; let alone that he never really regarded them as allies.

"If we do not first find the traces left by Wushan on the ground, how can we confirm its location? If we do not confirm the location, how can we find that space?" Ah San looked at me as if I were an idiot.

However, just as the blade was about to finish its strike, Walker suddenly used teleportation, appearing behind Wind Sword, and slashed directly at his back.

Hearing the voice, Bai Linglei turned to look; the speaker was a man with a crew cut, his figure looked very muscular, and he was quite handsome, resembling Guanxi Ge in a few ways.

An Nuan tugged at the corners of her lips and left Lu Chengxi's office; the latter watched the graceful figure disappear at the doorway, and his handsome face darkened.

Afterwards, Shen Junmo rented a secluded place to settle Xiao Xiruo, while he himself began to struggle with his family; Lu Huan'e, because of Shen Junmao, often went to the Shen family, liked Shen Junmo in her heart, and upon hearing such news, naturally told the Shen elders how bad this matter was.

Next, Yang Qingyang and Qian Gan walked straight ahead without looking sideways, reciting poetry all the way, and were watched by the servants, distant and close relatives of the Duke's Mansion as if they were monkeys in a zoo.

"Yi Guang, is there still no news of that black cloth?" These days Xi Shi's mood was very low; Zheng Dan knew her friend's bad mood was all because that fellow was missing.

This sword technique was originally one combining offense and defense; the crescent moon overhead was responsible for attack, and the moonlight on the body was complex for defense, but Yi Shuihan absorbed all the moonlight into his body, thus abandoning defense to maximize attack.

Looking at the phone screen where the call had already ended, she blinked her eyes in a daze and confusion.

Night had fallen; the evening wind seemed stronger than during the day. The whooshing wind blew past the window, the chaotic sounds making one feel restless and unable to calm one's mind for a moment.

This meant that Xiaoxiao Town could gather a large number of like-minded players, and the significance of this was very profound.

The man walked to the chariot where Ying Ji was located, knelt on one knee leaning on his sword, and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the rebel Wang Qing has been personally slain by this general; please, Your Majesty, take a look." Speaking thus, the man also lifted up the head in his hand.

"The mission is not yet settled, how can you think of drinking?" Ah Wei scratched his head, somewhat unable to understand Li Yang's thinking.

I thought for a moment, put on my clothes, and walked out of my bedroom; just at this moment, Mom and Dad were already in the living room. I brushed my teeth and walked to the dining table in the living room.

Chen Xiao's father also thought about investigating the situation, but it was an overseas confidential mission with limited information, so we did not continue to probe.

Fu Yueteng walked all the way to the gray Cayenne he had driven, opening the door of the front passenger seat.