Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Cheng Lin who was watching the scene unfold from the side with crossed arms: You might as well not explain it.
Doesn’t ‘not here to make fun of you’ imply ‘I am here to piss you off’?
Ji Xinxin smirked. “There must be some hidden agenda for you to visit me. What is it? Are you lacking money again, and here to exploit Xiaoxing?”
Ji Fanyin shook her head. In an extremely truthful and worried tone, she replied, “I already have too much. The four mansions gifted by the Li family is also another source of worry. I still have to engage someone to clean them. It’s so troublesome.”
Cheng Lin quickly covered her mouth. However, it was not before she let out a peal of laughter.
Ji Xinxin glared at Cheng Lin. She roared at Ji Fanyin, “Are you here to show off?”
“No. I am here to see how you’re doing.”
Ji Fanyin babbled on softly, “You should not be so uptight, it will hamper your recovery. Women who have just gone through a miscarriage are often weak, physically and emotionally.”
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Cheng Lin could finally no longer take it. She broke into a fit of laughter, instantly drawing out Ji Xinxin’s hate for Ji Fanyin.
Grabbing the cup of water on the table beside her, Ji Xinxin threw it on the ground. “Cheng Lin, what are you doing here? To mock me? Where was this ‘chivalry’ of yours when we were in high school?”
Ji Fanyin was picking up the stainless steel cup that had rolled towards her when the conflict between Ji Xinxin and Cheng Lin broke out. All traces of smile were instantly wiped off Cheng Lin’s face.
To break the tension, she walked towards Ji Xinxin and lightly placed the deformed cup on the cabinet beside the bed, all the while under Ji Xinxin's disbelieving watch.
Ji Xinxin's nerves were wound up tight. Even the slightest sound of the cup coming into contact with the cabinet top was enough to make her jump and shiver in shock.
"I am telling you the truth. She has already left."
Ji Fanyin turned to look at her sister. In a slow and steady tone, she iterated, "And I never thought you would still be alive.”
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