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Something's Wrong With My Wife

Upon waking up, Luo Qingzhou became a lowly son of the Luo family, the ruling family of the Great Yan Empire. In order to help the second son of the Luo family break off his engagement, Luo Qingzhou was forced to marry a bride who was said to be mute and expressionless. It was not until after the wedding ceremony that he suddenly realized, "Something is wrong with my wife!" Not only was his wife strange, but even the two maidservants by her side and the other people in the Qin residence were also peculiar! The head maidservant was sweet and charming, with a voice as melodious as a lark. The junior maidservant was as cold as ice and had a heavy killing intent, ready to strike at any moment. The younger sister-in-law was talented and delicate, beautiful, and fragile. The cousin was proud and overbearing, wielding her whip with deadly precision. The father-in-law had a serious face but liked to curse behind closed doors. The mother-in-law was beautiful but often rolled her eyes. The second brother was solely focused on martial arts, claiming to bring glory to the family. As for Luo Qingzhou, all he wanted was to be a humble son-in-law, quietly and secretly dominating the world...

Cicada Knows Summer · Urban
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155 Chs

Catching Adulterers

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

The night was quiet.

There was no harassment from the cold wind or the teasing of snowflakes.

There was only a silver moon hanging in the night sky, quietly watching him.

The weather was good tonight.

However, Luo Qingzhou still did not dare to be careless.

He was very careful along the way. Like the wind, he floated and soon arrived at Mandarin Duck Restaurant.

He stopped a hundred meters away and looked at the top of the Mandarin Duck Restaurant.

There was no one around.

It seemed to be a little early.

That senior had yet to arrive.

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to approach the restaurant alone. He could only wander around for a while. As he observed the houses and streets of Mo City, he honed his soul in the night.

An hour later.

He returned to Mandarin Duck Restaurant.

On the eaves, the moon-white figure was already standing there silently.

The silver moon was like a hook.