Chapter Ninety-Five: Kindred Spirits and Love Can Only Be Met, Never Sought

Unexpectedly, the next day, Fang Zhiyin learned from the program director that Zhao Jinchen had told Lin Tianzhen that he wanted to withdraw from the show.

Since the two had signed a contract beforehand, leaving midway would require paying a substantial amount of compensation.

But she also heard that Lin Tianzhen insisted on leaving, and didn't care even if it meant paying the penalty.

Fang Zhiyin's heart jolted. Could the words she had casually spoken yesterday before leaving have actually been taken to heart by that Lin Tianzhen?

In truth, the woman herself knew that if this dragged on, the man would never change. He would only play around more and more, with no intention of marrying her.

Otherwise, how could he have been dating her for seven or eight years without ever planning to get married?

But this time, Lin Tianzhen was determined to retreat. She knew that a person—even if—

So on the next day, she rose early again and hurried over to Fu Li's place, bringing Yangchun along with her.

The moment he opened his mouth, the saliva accumulated inside, mixed with blood, poured all over his chest! It was truly miserable—so miserable that Zhou Hao was overwhelmed, his basic bodily responses even misjudging the situation.

Could it be... that the emperor saw her, thought their lady was quite attractive, and brought her back to his bedchamber to serve him?

Li Weiguo managed to dodge that attack with relative ease this time, then once again activated his ability to harass the Flame Three-Eyed Lion.

"Marshal, do you think we'll end up as the sacrificial pawns of this battle?" a soldier asked timidly.

"Alright, since we've all met, I'll get straight to the point—we might be in some trouble." Ling Yun, seeing that both sides had exchanged greetings, wasted no more words and gravely relayed the contents of the letter brought by Old Lu to Xiao Kong and the others.

During this period, Tianhua the physician had not come looking for him, which suggested he was managing matters outside well enough. Still, Zhou Hao couldn't help but laugh inwardly at the thought of the old man fretting like an ant on a hot pan.

"Whoo-hoo, seal's broken! Old Hu's the best—he couldn't bear to be too harsh on me. Love you to death, mwah!" Yuan Feiyi, the moment he was pardoned, started acting shameless and nauseating again.

Pei Tingyuan took another step back, putting some distance between himself and Qiao Xihe, and said, "Alright, you should go take care of Xiwen properly." With that, he picked up a daily newspaper from the nightstand and sat down on the sofa.

He reached out, took the ginseng tea the Empress offered, and began to drink it. The Empress looked at him, and a trace of reluctance stirred in her heart. But she had already promised Henger—there was no other way but to do this.

"You saved me, but I saved you right back afterward—so we're even!" The person wore a smug expression she'd somehow picked up from who knows where, yet her hands didn't slow down at all as she fetched a chair for herself, wobbling as she sat down, clearly not intending to leave.

"No problem." Huan Luo kept his steady, calm tone, his resolute gaze indicating he was ready to set out at any moment.

Meanwhile, Zhang Kui, left high and dry on the martial arts stage by Li Daniú, stood there staring blankly at Li Daniú's room.

Driven by strong curiosity about Huan Luo's mother, the person dragged Liang Yin along to go gawk at her.

Zhai Fang looked at the Li Hao before her with some astonishment, never having expected him to be such a big eater. Actually, this was nothing—if Zhai Fang had seen how Li Hao managed to devour fifteen steamer baskets of buns, she would have been even more shocked. Could this Li Hao be the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie?

"Beg the emperor, Ah Feng." She had completely lost her usual calm composure. At this moment, she was nothing more than a frantic mother terrified for her son.

Pei Junhao was scared out of his wits. What had gotten into Zhihan? In the past, no matter what he did to her, she had endured it. Why had she suddenly changed so drastically now? Was she... truly insane?

The banquet lasted until eleven o'clock at night. Before leaving, Li Daniú gave Old Master Pan some further guidance on the restaurant's interior design.

So it turned out Lillard had known all along that I would become pregnant, and had taken Vivian captive as leverage, forcing Eve to take care of me and the baby.

Kijima Shoichi, however, felt a sense of humiliation. He enjoyed bullying others, but absolutely hated being bullied himself. Previously, indulging Pan Chen had been a cat-and-mouse game of amusement; now, he was the one being toyed with—how could that not infuriate him?