My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Chapter 869 – Chapter 869: 869, the princess is in a good mood, she just went to the duty

Chapter 869: 869, the princess is in a good mood, she just went to the duty-free shop to buy some stuff.

At that time, in the living room on the first floor.

“Master, I… I can't do this anymore…”

“A man must never say he can't!” Tang Yiwen's voice was strong and forceful.

“But… I… I really can't do this anymore…” Nangong Ci was almost in tears.

Damn it.

He had been acting as a free driver and tour guide for several days, and today he came early only to be pulled aside by Tang Yiwen, who insisted it was time to fulfill his promise to teach him a couple of techniques.

He had thought he would be taught some capture techniques or something, but unexpectedly… it was squatting in horse stance!

Having lived for over twenty years, aside from squatting during military training at school, he seldom even ran after starting work, let alone squatting in horse stance. It was really unbearable now; the soreness at the root of his thighs was intense, and his whole body was shaking…

“Master… can you teach me something else first… I don't want to learn this… ouch!”

Tang Yiwen slapped his folding fan on his arm, “The horse stance is fundamental, understand? Do you expect to build a towering skyscraper without a foundation? Young man, don't aim too high too soon…”

“But…” Nangong Ci grimaced in pain, “Do you need to practice horse stance in judo too?”

To the unaware, he might have seemed to have a fake judo master.

“Of course!” Tang Yiwen sat down on the chair opposite him, crossed his legs grandly, and continued to point with his folding fan, “Squat down! Keep your hands level! Hold on! Didn't you eat well?”

“What are you doing?” Su Wanwan, upon coming downstairs, witnessed this bizarre scene.

Nangong Ci was dressed flamboyantly but was squatting in horse stance with a pained expression on his face.

Tang Yiwen sat opposite him, leisurely explaining, “I'm teaching your senior brother the basics.”

Su Wanwan was dumbfounded.

Senior brother?

Having one embarrassing Ye Qitian was already enough, and now here comes an even more embarrassing Nangong Ci…

Nangong Ci quickly straightened up, “Little sister-in-law, what's with your expression? Am I not fit to be your senior brother?”

“Not fit!”

“Not fit!”

The speakers were Su Wanwan and… Huo Jingshen who had just come downstairs.

“Big brother, big brother…”

Nangong Ci hurriedly greeted with a smile, only for his leg to be hit with the folding fan again.

“Hurry up, no slacking off! Keep squatting!”

Nangong Ci: “…”

Huo Jingshen, disregarding him completely, respectfully addressed his master, “Master, don't you plan to go out for a walk today?”

“No, no.” Tang Yiwen waved his folding fan, “I've been wandering around these past few days until my head spins. Today, I will rest at home and take the opportunity to properly teach Aci.”

Being called Aci, Nangong Ci felt a pang of suffering inside and hurriedly said, “But isn't Little Sister-in-law planning an escape room activity today?”

Su Wanwan nodded, “I've arranged it with Huanhuan and Da Huang, we're setting off now, going to have lunch first, then head to the escape room, and later we can even watch a movie together.”

Look, she had planned these past few days' activities so thoughtfully!

“What is an escape room?” Huo Jingshen suddenly asked.

Unavoidably, he was really unfamiliar with these modern, youth-favored forms of entertainment.

Nangong Ci explained earnestly, “It's when they lock us in a room, and we must escape by finding various clues to successfully get out.”

Huo Jingshen nodded, “Sounds a bit boring.”

Nangong Ci: “…”

“We didn't invite you anyway!” Su Wanwan huffed, “You go to your work, we'll play by ourselves.”

This time it was Huo Jingshen's turn: “…”

“Are you two fighting?” Nangong Ci immediately widened his eyes, his face full of gossip.

Tang Yiwen suddenly closed his folding fan with a snap, “Little disciple, did this rascal bully you again?”

Su Wanwan hadn't yet spoken.

“No.”

The speaker was Huo Jingshen, “How could I possibly bully her? I barely have enough time to adore her.”

Su Wanwan: “…”

“I'll come with you guys,” Huo Jingshen continued to declare.

Tang Yiwen nodded, “That's more like it.”

Nangong Ci almost couldn't hold back a laugh.

These past few days truly witnessed how his older brother could 'bend and stretch.'

Who would have thought that even someone as proud as Huo Jingshen would be so afraid of his wife's family, tsk tsk tsk, it seems that marriage indeed is a grave, better for him to marry later…

Su Wanwan was still holding a grudge, “You don't need to come along, we can have fun by ourselves. How many days have you not been at the company? Don't get scolded by your grandfather later.”

“No worries,” Huo Jingshen continued calmly, “Grandfather knows my master is here these days. He specifically called to tell me to be a good host.”

After these words, Tang Yiwen felt quite pleased, “Alright, little disciple, then let him come along too. Saves you from being scared by ghosts and having nobody to hold onto.”

Su Wanwan immediately protested, “Master, how could I possibly get scared?”

In this matter, Huo Jingshen agreed.

He knew his darling too well–afraid of neither heaven nor earth. She might have been scared of dogs before, but now that fear had vanished; she wasn't even afraid of dogs anymore.

The only fear might be that the fearful one would be…

Nangong Ci continued to chuckle, not realizing the gravity of the situation.

A few hours later.

In a dark and gloomy chamber, suddenly, a ghostly woman in white appeared in front of them.

“Holy shit ahhhhh–” Nangong Ci immediately clung to Tang Yiwen beside him.

Tang Yiwen: “…”

All the others: “…”

Among everyone, Su Wanwan wasn't scared at all. The guys were quite calm too, even Shi Huan, who was usually quite girlish, wasn't that exaggerated…

Only Nangong Ci, from beginning to end, was screaming his head off. At his worst, he almost shocked the staff member pretending to be the ghost…

Finally, it ended, and Su Wanwan said, “That wasn't thrilling at all! It's just past two, why don't we… play another round? Choose something even more thrilling?”

Chu Xiuhuang unwillingly said, “You guys go ahead, we'll take off first.”

Since the game today was room escape, they had sent Little Luoluo to the military compound. Honestly, he was also a bit worried.

Shi Huan shared the same concern, “Wanwan, then we won't play anymore, we need to go pick up Luoluo from the compound.”

“Ah, you both are leaving? Then that's no fun,” Su Wanwan said, turning her gaze to Nangong Ci.

“Little sister-in-law… I… I need to head home too,” Nangong Ci hastily made an excuse, while pulling out his phone, “Look, my mom is urging me to go home for a blind date…”

“A blind date? You?” Su Wanwan looked at him skeptically, “You're scared, aren't you?”

“No, I'm not scared. It's just that thing suddenly popping up without any warning,” Nangong Ci earnestly explained.

“Alright, alright!” Su Wanwan waved her little hand, “If you guys have things to do, then go ahead.”

“Little sister-in-law goodbye, Master goodbye, big brother goodbye!” Nangong Ci sighed in relief, turning to dash away.

“Car keys,” Huo Jingshen suddenly spoke.

“Oh right,” Nangong Ci hurried back and handed the car keys to Huo Jingshen.

But his sports car was still parked at the Imperial Court villa…

“Big bro, big bro!” Nangong Ci hurried after the two ahead, “Perfect, you can drop me off on the way home.”

Chu Xiuhuang: “…”

He was very averse!

It was another interruption of his alone time with his wife.

When they got to the parking lot, Nangong Ci went over and pulled open the passenger door.

“What are you doing?” Chu Xiuhuang squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, his slightly menacing face full of warning.

“Big bro, don't get me wrong, I was opening the door for your wife,” Nangong Ci was shamelessly servile, “Sister-in-law, please get on, watch your head,”

Shi Huan smiled, “No worries, I can sit in the back too.”

“How could that be fine?” Even if you sit in the back, I wouldn't dare to really sit in the passenger seat.

It used to be possible, but ever since my second brother got married, that passenger seat has been Shi Huan's exclusive spot.

Sometimes I find it quite miraculous. Shi Huan used to be Chu Xiuhuang's secretary, and the two of them worked together for many years with hardly any signs of flirtation besides work.

Unexpectedly, she had already given birth to a daughter for Chu Xiuhuang five years ago!

Although they haven't had a wedding yet, every time these three appear together as a family, Nangong Ci even forgets what Chu Xiuhuang used to be like when he was a playboy…

Especially after getting into the car, sitting in the back, Nangong Ci saw that in the front seat, Chu Xiuhuang was holding the steering wheel with one hand and Shi Huan's hand with the other…

Perhaps feeling a bit embarrassed, Shi Huan said, “Please focus on driving.”

Chu Xiuhuang replied, “What's there to be afraid of? I'm driving.”

Shi Huan was embarrassed, then quickly glanced at the rearview mirror.

And then…

Her eyes met Nangong Ci's intense gaze.

With a “bang,” Shi Huan's oval face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Nangong Ci was about to speak…

“If you sneak another look, get out of the car this instant and take a taxi home,” Chu Xiuhuang said in a chilling voice.

Nangong Ci: “…”

Fine, I'll endure it.

Shi Huan continued softly upfront, “Don't be so fierce…”

“It's fine, he has thick skin.”

Nangong Ci again: “……”

Damn it.

Both my older brother and second brother are devils!

They just know how to bully me, the third in the hierarchy, all day long!

So what if they're older?

Nangong Ci was so angry that he couldn't help but pull out his phone and dial a number: “Little brother, what are you doing?”

“Busy, bye.” Lu Chenyu said just three words and immediately hung up.

Nangong Ci: “…”

Damn it!

“What's with the little brother?” Chu Xiuhuang suddenly asked as well.

“He said he's busy, always busy. Who knows with what.”

Chu Xiuhuang remarked, “You think everyone is like you, idling all day long?”

“How am I idling? Haven't I been busy accompanying master these days?” Nangong Ci said as he pretended to check his phone, “Oh! My secretary sent me a message on WeChat. He said a patient's condition seems off, so second brother, please take me to the hospital.”

Shi Huan asked, “Don't you need to return home for a blind date?”

“Saving lives is more important.”

Shi Huan: “…”

Chu Xiuhuang smiled but said nothing, yet he still turned the car towards the direction of Nangong Hospital.

Half an hour later, Nangong Hospital.

Chu Xiuhuang parked the car directly at the front entrance.

“Second brother, Second sister-in-law, take care,” Nangong Ci waved his hand and got out of the car.

Almost as soon as the car door closed, the black Cayenne sped off, seemingly very eager to leave.

Nangong Ci couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If I ever go out to have fun again with you and my oldest brother and his wife… then I'm a pig!

'Vice President?'

Nangong Ci quickly moderated his expression.

'Vice President?' Jiang Yi greeted with a smile.

'Mrs. Su.' Nangong Ci nodded slightly, aloof and distinguished.

Jiang Yi asked, 'Are you going home? Or…'

'Oh, I've just arrived.'

'I see,' Jiang Yi said. 'I actually wanted to ask about the old man's condition. He's been hospitalized for so long, when can he be discharged?'

As Su Xueqin's attending physician, Nangong Ci, despite his dislike, had to remain courteous and professional in front of the patient's family.

'The old man's condition is quite stable. Regarding the discharge, I suggest you, as his children, should really talk it over with him.'

'You mean, dad doesn't want to be discharged?' Jiang Yi, sharp as ever, immediately caught on.

Nangong Ci smiled, 'Maybe he just doesn't want to go home and see certain people.'

Jiang Yi: '…'

After Nangong Ci left, Jiang Yi sighed and then made a phone call to her husband.

'What's up?'

'Yuntang, I just talked to dad and the doctor. I think you should really talk to him.'

'What do you mean?'

'The doctor says dad is physically fine and can be discharged at any time.'

Su Yuntang: '…'

'He's clearly doing it on purpose. Yanyan has already come to the hospital to apologize to him, kindly asking him to come back home, yet he's still acting like this…'

'Alright, I get it,' Su Yuntang said impatiently, 'I'm about to start a meeting; let's not discuss this now.'

'But Yuntang…'

The reply she got was the 'beep beep beep' of the phone being hung up.

Nancheng Television Station building.

Su Yuntang put down his phone and walked into the office.

Inside the office, several people were seated.

One of them looked familiar; it was Yan Shunhua's assistant, Mary.

'Director Su.' Mary stood up, handing over a thick file, 'Here are our company's suggested revisions for the project. Please review them, and if there's no issue, I'll report back to the chairman.'

Su Yuntang took the file and slowly perused it with his head down.

His expression was normal, seemingly handling a routine task.

But only he knew that the densely printed words in front of him were actually impossible to concentrate on.

He was wondering why Yan Shunhua wanted to collaborate with the TV station?

Ever since he discovered that Yan Shunhua was Ya Jin, he had gone to the hospital to ask Su Xueqin about the past.

Su Xueqin's explanations were vague, he had many doubts in his mind. He had thought of confronting Yan Shunhua in person, but every time he called the company, they said she was at the film city shooting.

The film city was in Yanjiao, Nancheng; a round trip would take three to four hours…

Even if he really went there, the film city was full of insiders, and Su Yuntang feared exposing his identity…

In short, with all kinds of concerns, these days had been very tough for Su Yuntang.

The office was quiet.

Mary sat on the sofa across from him, unable to help frowning.

Seeing that half an hour had passed, she said, 'Director Su?'

Su Yuntang didn't respond.

An assistant nearby coughed a couple of times hurriedly.

Su Yuntang snapped back to reality, his eyelids twitching, then he placed the contract on the desk.

'Director Su.' Mary smiled officially, 'Do you have any questions about the revisions we proposed?'

Su Yuntang said, “I'm sorry, I was a bit distracted just now, but I've pretty much gone through the content, and I don't think there should be any major issues. You can just coordinate with my assistant later.”

“That's really great.” Mary also breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way,” Su Yuntang asked, “when will your chairman be available?”

Mary explained, “I'm sorry, our chairman has been busy filming in the Film and TV City recently. The recent rainy days have delayed a lot of schedules, and she really can't get away…”

“If that's the case,” Su Yuntang suggested, “I hope that next time, I can meet the chairman in person. Some issues are best discussed face-to-face.”

“I understand,” Mary agreed. “I'll talk to the chairman as soon as I get back and schedule a time to meet with Director Su right away.”

“Good,” Su Yuntang stood up. “Then I'll trouble you with this.”

“No trouble at all, this is what I should do.”

Su Yuntang nodded, “Xiaowang, please see the guest out.”

After the assistant had escorted Mary out, Su Yuntang sat alone in the office, picked up the contract again, and examined it.

The changes were personally written by Yan Shunhua.

The handwriting was slightly sloppy, sprawling, and even the signature “Yan Shunhua” lacked any trace of his former handwriting style, it was flamboyant and unrestrained.

If it weren't for Wanwan's master's confession that day, honestly, no one would have guessed from these details that Yan Shunhua was Ya Jin.

A conflicted expression slowly emerged on Su Yuntang's face, and his hands clenched tightly into fists.

Why?

Why didn't you die?

If you didn't die, why did you only come back now?

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Nangong Ci returned to his office, checked the time, and then changed into a white coat, casually calling a young nurse to accompany him on rounds.

The young nurse was excited and bashful to be chosen unexpectedly.

In the elevator, with just the two of them, she couldn't help but ask, while gazing at the man next to her, clean and handsome as the bright moon, “Deputy Director, why haven't you been coming to the hospital much these last few days?”

Naturally, Nangong Ci couldn't say that he had been forced to spend several days as a chauffeur and director and had to witness excessive public displays of affection.

He gave a smirk that showed three parts charm and seven parts mischief, angled his face at forty-five degrees, and spoke in a gentle, deep voice, “Here I am now, haven't I? Why, did you miss me?”

The young nurse's cheeks instantly flushed a deep red, and she tentatively whispered, “I just thought it was strange, I thought maybe the deputy director suddenly got a girlfriend…”

“Who said I got a girlfriend?”

The elevator doors opened, and someone stepped in.

With her eyes fixed on the handsome and charismatic Nangong Ci, the nurse glanced at the newcomer and paid no further mind, “Everyone is saying that, Red Red has your friend circle, and she said you've been taking your girlfriend to amusement parks every day, and that your girlfriend is really beautiful…”

Nangong Ci: “…”

Which Red Red?

She has my friend circle?

And she saw a photo with my two sisters-in-law?

“Deputy Director–” the young nurse pouted playfully, dragging out her words, “do you really have a girlfriend?”

“No, no,” Nangong Ci hastily clarified, “Those are my sisters-in-law, not my girlfriend.”

He couldn't deny it for fear of losing his status as the most handsome doctor in the hospital over the years.

Sure enough, the young nurse's eyes sparkled with hearts, “Really? Then… what kind of girl do you like, Deputy Director?”

Nangong Ci lowered his head, lowered his voice, “I think… you are quite nice…”

“Oh Deputy Director, you're so naughty…”

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Zhan Yao couldn't help coughing out loud.

What kind of people are these?

Is the relationship between the deputy director and the nurse in the hospital this messy?

Flirting directly in the elevator?

Nangong Ci also “coughed” twice and glanced at Zhan Yao, then poised himself with dignity.

Then he suddenly felt.

Why does this guy look a bit familiar?

When the elevator reached the 20th floor, Zhan Yao immediately walked out.

Little did Nangong Ci know, he followed with the nurse.

As Zhan Yao entered the SVIP Ward where Xiao Yebai was, Nangong Ci stood there…

Shit!

Then he remembered, this guy seemed to be that cop friend of Xiao Yebai's.

“Vice Director?” the nurse asked curiously, “What's wrong?”

“Oh, nothing.” Nangong Ci turned around, “Let's start the rounds from here.”

“Alright.”

Inside the ward.

Zhan Yao stood there, first observing the entire ward, “Tsk tsk tsk, worthy of an SVIP suite, this, indeed, is extravagant. It seems Mo Yaoxiong still holds you dear, son-in-law.”

Xiao Yebai didn't speak, just sat on the hospital bed, one long leg bent, his slender bony fingers holding a phone.

Seems he was chatting with someone?

Zhan Yao got annoyed, “I'm right here, could you show me some respect and not look at your phone?”

Xiao Yebai still didn't speak.

“Shit!” Zhan Yao dragged a chair and sat down by the bed.

Looking at the bandage on someone's forehead, he couldn't help but ask, “Is it true that Little Princess asked you to manage her shares?”

Hearing this, Xiao Yebai finally “hmm” a sound.

“See, the Little Princess still trusts you the most. But you still have to be cautious, don't let those old men deceive her. These days, it's best if she doesn't take any calls, better not use the phone too much, might as well take this chance to take good care of her pregnancy…”

“She's gone abroad.”

Zhan Yao was startled, “Abroad?”

“Yeah.” Xiao Yebai explained flatly, “Her grandfather's death hit her hard. The doctor suggested she travel abroad to change the environment and adjust her mood.”

“But she's pregnant now, and she went abroad alone? Did you actually agree to that?”

Xiao Yebai said, “I sent a few bodyguards with her.”

Fine.

That fits his characteristic of wanting to control everything.

But Zhan Yao still found it somewhat unbelievable, “And what about Mo Yaoxiong? Did he agree too?”

“Yeah.”

Zhan Yao: “…”

Although the reason to travel abroad was very justifiable and reasonable, it felt …

a bit weird.

Traveling during pregnancy isn't out of the question, but for Weiyi with her delicate demeanor, to willingly leave the comforts of home and travel to a foreign land, and while pregnant?

“Where did she travel to?” Zhan Yao asked.

“Hokkaido.”

“Oh.” Zhan Yao nodded thoughtfully, “That's quite close. Then when you're healed up a bit, hurry over there to bring her back, or you could stay there and keep her company. Be good to her; after all, she's your child's mother. Pay more attention, and be more considerate…”

“I know.” Xiao Yebai cut him off impatiently.

A pair of cold and deep black eyes continually stared at the report information sent from the bodyguards on the phone screen.

[The plane has landed safely.]

[Customs procedures completed, now waiting in line for luggage.]

[The princess is in a good mood, she even went to the duty-free shop to buy some things just now.]

The information was abundant and dense, reporting almost everything that was done.

And beneath each piece of information, there was also a photo attached.

Mo Weiyi, dressed in a pure black gauze dress with a large hat and sunglasses, was low-key yet exceptionally beautiful among the crowd, her fair face expressionless.

But since she went shopping at the duty-free shop, it was clear she was probably in a good mood.

It seemed that changing the environment did have some effect…

“What are you looking at?” Zhan Yao suddenly leaned in.

Xiao Yebai immediately put down his phone and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhan Yao was speechless, “What, did the little princess send something?”

Xiao Yebai didn't speak.

But he didn't deny it either.

“No wonder you were smiling like a lunatic,” Zhan Yao couldn't help but laugh, “You say you, obviously like the little princess so much, does she really not know, or are you just too shy to express it?”

Xiao Yebai said, “I'm a bit tired, I want to rest.”

Zhan Yao: “…”

So?

“You should go back.”

“Damn!” Zhan Yao slammed the table, “I just got here, and haven't even warmed my seat!”

Xiao Yebai didn't speak, just adjusted the pillow down a bit, leaned back, and then closed his eyes.

Zhan Yao: “…”

He felt like hitting someone!

Separated by a strait, at this moment at the airport in Hokkaido, R Country.

An hour ago.

A group of bodyguards in black clothes surrounded a woman in black as they walked into the Michelin Restaurant in the airport terminal.

The entourage was comparable to that of a major celebrity, causing everyone to turn their heads, some whispering among themselves, some even taking out their phones to snap photos, fearing they might miss a celebrity in disguise.

In the cozy private room inside.

After finishing lunch, Mo Weiyi instructed, “You guys go ahead and move the luggage to the car, I'll go to the restroom.”

The leading bodyguard, concerned, said, “Princess, let me accompany you to the restroom.”

Under her sunglasses, Mo Weiyi's exquisite face remained expressionless, “It's fine with Rong An accompanying me.”

“Young Master Xiao said we must stay close to the princess at all times,” the bodyguard replied respectfully and apologetically.

Mo Weiyi raised her chin, her lips curling into a sudden, mocking smile.

The bodyguards felt a bit uneasy.

After all, they had experienced the temper of the Mo family's little princess over the years.

Who knew.

“Alright then.”

Mo Weiyi surprisingly agreed, “You come with me then; the others handle the luggage, and make it quick, don't delay our trip to the hotel.”

“Okay,” the bodyguard immediately stood up, giving orders to the others.

Then he accompanied Mo Weiyi towards the women's restroom.

When they arrived at the entrance of the restroom, and saw Mo Weiyi walk in, the bodyguard stood there, habitually pulling out his phone to report to someone.

About ten minutes later, the bodyguard looked at the entrance of the women's restroom and felt something was off.

Why hasn't she come out yet?

When a woman came out from inside, he immediately approached, “Excuse me, is there anyone else inside?”

The woman nodded, “Yes.”

The bodyguard frowned.

He wanted to call Mo Weiyi but felt it might overstep his bounds; the little princess might not be happy…

Forget it.

He could only continue to wait.

Another ten minutes passed, and Mo Weiyi still hadn't come out.

Unable to bear it any longer, the bodyguard took out his phone and dialed Mo Weiyi's number in R Country, only to find.

[Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off.]

Meanwhile.

Mo Weiyi and Rong An were already sitting in a black sedan, heading straight for another airport in Hokkaido.

Being abroad was peaceful.

There were no annoying text messages, no calls from shareholders.

She pulled the SIM card out of her phone and casually threw it out of the car window.

“Princess, have you decided where you want to go?” Rong An asked from the driver's seat.

Mo Weiyi tilted her face, “I haven't decided yet.”

The reason she chose to come to Hokkaido first was that it was close to Nancheng, just over an hour away by plane, posing no so-called safety issues.

Second, it was also the doctor's suggestion. Since the doctor had suggested it, Xiao Yebai naturally wouldn't have any objections.

But as to where to go next, Mo Weiyi truly hadn't decided yet.

Although under the current circumstances, she could go anywhere.

But she was pregnant now, she couldn't keep traveling like this…

Rong An asked, “Do you have any friends abroad that you know? If you're willing, we could go stay with them for a while.”

Friends?

Mo Weiyi thought carefully.

And realized…

It was sad.

She had lived for twenty-one years, and honestly, apart from Su Wanwan and Shi Huan, she really didn't have any real friends…

The people at school were out of the question, as they were not her type at all, and she couldn't relate to them.

She hadn't graduated yet and hadn't started working formally, so naturally, she didn't have any colleagues…

Colleagues?

Mo Weiyi suddenly thought of Xia Chuyun.

She said, “How about J Country?”

“J Country?” Rong An frowned.

“Yes,” Mo Weiyi continued, “Do you remember when we came back from Kyoto that day? Yunyun said she was going there as an exchange student.”

“What do you mean, princess?”

Mo Weiyi said, “Let's go to J Country then, my master can help.”

The decision was made so… hastily.

Rong An, expressionless, could only agree, “Okay.”

“By the way, you've bought all the tickets for today, right?” Mo Weiyi asked again.

“All bought.”

Mo Weiyi nodded, “That's good.”

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