Chapter 12 I Guess You Won't Live Past The Fifth Of Next Month

• "Oh, so according to you, the only one in the entire Liu family who meets the criteria is your wife, Liu Ruoxing. Only she doesn't find it difficult."
• "But what's the use? The War God Xuan Yuan doesn't like a widow with a child."
• "Shen Lian, I have to thank you for this!"
• Liu Qianqian snorted lightly and then said to Liang Jiulong, "Lord Jiulong, I trouble you to make a trip. When you go back, you can tell the War God Xuan Yuan that Qianqian is truly moved and will take up the position tomorrow."
• Liang Jiulong nodded and hurriedly left.
• In fact, he, like the previous influential figures, had never seen the War God Xuan Yuan. Otherwise, this gift wouldn't have caused such a significant misunderstanding.
• Just as Shen Lian sighed and prepared to leave in a hurry, a group of Liu family relatives had already gathered around Liu Qianqian.
• Even Liu Shanhe announced on the spot that Liu Qianqian would be the next head of the family, bypassing Liu Junfei's generation. The Liu family had no objections to this.
• After all, Liu Qianqian was the woman chosen by the War God Xuan Yuan.
• Compared to Liu Qianqian's dazzling brilliance, Liu Ruoxing at this moment could only be described as desolate. Except for Shen Lian standing by her side, no one paid any attention to her.
• She used to be the pride of the Liu family!
• Liu Ruoxing clenched her lips tightly, constantly pouring herself drinks, one cup after another. Shen Lian's heart felt as if it had been stung fiercely.
• "You can't drink anymore!"
• Shen Lian grabbed Liu Ruoxing's hand.
• "What right do you have to control me? Who are you to me?" She stubbornly raised her head, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes as she shouted.
• "I am your husband!"
• "Husband? Haha, Shen Lian, have you ever fulfilled any of the responsibilities of a husband in these years? I would rather you never appear again!"
• "All I have left is longing. I've lost everything!"
• "All thanks to you!"
• Liu Ruoxing looked sorrowful, then picked up her child and was about to leave. But before she took two steps, Liu Qianqian spoke again, "Liu Ruoxing, if you lower your head and beg me now, maybe I can still give you a position as my secretary. But if you don't appreciate it, you may not have the chance to come back through this door."
• "Continue being your female technician or lower your head a little. It's up to you."
• Liu Qianqian walked out of the crowd, shining like a star among them, looking down on Liu Ruohuang like a noble swan overlooking an ugly duckling.
• "I hope you can manage Qingcheng Group well!" Liu Ruohuang's expression was painful as she left without looking back.
• "Sigh, she really doesn't know how to appreciate," Liu Qianqian said, then looked at Shen Lian and smiled, "Shen Lian, even your wife admits it, what else do you have to say?"
• She was showing off.
• But Shen Lian only sneered and walked towards Liu Qianqian.
• "I have nothing to say, I just want to remind you that some things are destined in life. If it's not yours, you can't force it, and if it's yours, no one can take it away!"
• "Liu Qianqian, do you believe in fate?"
• Shen Lian's eyes turned cold, exuding a chilling aura in an instant!
• Liu Qianqian was momentarily stunned, but quickly reacted and pointed at Shen Lian, saying, "Yes, how could I not believe in fate!"
• "I even had my palm read by a specialist. They said that I am destined for glory, wealth, and an unlimited future!"
• She proudly extended her jade-like hand.
• "Oh?"
• "But why do I feel like you won't live past the fifth day of next month?" Shen Lian's words were shocking as he swiftly pulled out a knife from his pocket and threw it towards Liu Qianqian.
• Swish...