Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Shang Jing and He Silan had both hurt themselves on their forehead, one on the left and the other on the right. When they stood facing each other, it was like their wounds were copied and pasted.
Shang Jing returned her gaze guiltily, feeling like a slacker student who was dragged to the discipline master’s office for interrogation on whether he was dating the principal’s son.
He had never gotten into trouble in school before and did not know what to do.
Moreover, Aunt He was already so advanced in age. What if he said something wrong and caused her to faint from anger?
“I-I…”
He Jiang pinched Shang Jing’s mouth shut. “Aunt…”
He Silan continued looking at Shang Jing. Massaging her temples, she lamented, as though she had been angered by her unfilial son, “Just because I have dementia, you think you can fool me. I don’t have many more days to live anyway. It’s just unfortunate I don’t get to see you get married and form a family.”
Shang Jing could not stand watching the elderlies sigh and lament. Getting married was not something that could not be announced anyway. If it could make Aunt He happy, he was willing to play the role of a married couple out of duty for another year even after their divorce.
He Jiang could never understand the insecurities and anxieties of people who hurt their heads like them, their distrust in people around them, and the worry over being cheated anytime by others.
He was the only one who could understand Aunt He.
Considering He Jiang’s hand still on his mouth, Shang Jing nodded sheepishly.
He Silan lifted her luggage. “Good.”
He Jiang raised his hands helplessly. “Prepare yourself for the consequences. I have already warned you.”
Shang Jing: “What?”
He Jiang looked at him dotingly. “Nothing, it’s just that my aunt is a little… traditional.”
He had no intention to tattle behind his aunt’s back but what could he do? Shang Jing was a little idiot.
After sending his aunt back and enjoying a cup of hot tea, He Jiang quickly excused himself, “I still have work in the afternoon. I’ll come by again tomorrow.”
Gr
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