Chapter 32: Exclusive Release on Jinjiang
Feeling her hand being moved, Tao Yiting did not open her eyes. Instead, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them tightly around Zhang Fei’s neck. Finding this position more comfortable, she soon drifted back into a steady rhythm of breathing.
I woke up very early the next morning. There was a clock in the hallway, and I went out at 4:30. My mother should have left by then.
However, he did not linger on the sorrow for too long; after all, past regrets could not be undone. Now, the most important thing was the girl, Kong Yixian.
The streets at ten o'clock at night were still bustling. Young people, locked indoors by the daytime heat, were finally out in search of food. The night markets, filled with the smell of cooking oil and pungent chili, became the noisiest places in the city. People didn't mind the odors clinging to their clothes, nor did they find anything amiss with the shouting and drinking games at the next table.
Who would have thought that Lu Shan would spray out a mouthful of wine on the spot, then cough until her face turned bright red, nearly suffocating.
"Five hundred thousand Tianshan coins." Che Langting from the East City waved a hand, raising the base price by two hundred thousand immediately.
Liu Shang and Liao Qing returned to the city and took a headcount. Having lost over two hundred men, they were deeply dejected.
Then a very young doctor walked over. He looked young and handsome, probably only twenty years old.
On the day of the conference, Xia Feng specifically invited Mao Jun, Cheng Yu, and various dignitaries from Jimo County to attend.
Edward waited in vain for an answer, meeting only the resolute and icy gaze of the person in his hands. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he shed a blood-red tear, tightened his grip, and truly intended to kill Lin Ke.
In matters like this, his mother never disappointed him; she could always cut straight to the heart of the matter.
However, the more prestigious the family, the harder it was to negotiate. His father was likely at the level of a Deputy Chief of Staff. People who reached such positions possessed not only connections but also exceptional abilities. Judging by Liu Ruoqing's age, his father was probably quite young; otherwise, he should have already retired.
The casual remark from Wang Hao was enough to snap Luo Xixi back to reality, reminding her of Fang Siyao, who had once helped her.
Now, disappointment filled Luo Xixi’s heart. She didn't even want to see them anymore, which spoke volumes about the hurt they had caused her.
"No trouble at all, Grandpa Village Chief, I just came to bring you the diagrams," Guoguo said with a smile. She pulled two blueprints from her sleeve, handed them over, and gave the village chief twenty taels of silver.
"I do have a poem, but..." Guoguo hesitated to write it down. After all, this was ancient times; if there was anything inappropriate, it could cost her her head.
The Gate of All Wonders is the manifestation of the Great Dao, spewing immeasurable light and boundless sacred power.
"Fine, I'll listen to you, Uncle." Liu Yizhi wouldn't argue about this. Xu Qiang was definitely doing this to avoid suspicion, and the car matter was easier to explain anyway.
Li Qiu probably realized she resembled Concubine Xin. Perhaps she even knew about Li Qingge, which was why she chose to frame Concubine Xin—once Concubine Xin fell out of favor, wouldn't she have her chance? The fact that Concubine Xin began to lose favor just as Consort Xiao started to gain it made Li Qiu even more certain of this.
"I wish we had gotten tickets for the soft sleeper carriage," Wu Yi said, looking at Kang Qing’s discomfort and feeling guilty toward his older brother.
The Controller’s voice carried an undeniable sense of authority, surging with a murderous intent that sent chills down one's spine.
Looking down, the Earth's surface seemed to have suddenly sprouted a black birthmark as it hovered in the void.
A man in his forties, fair-skinned and clean-shaven, looked gentle and mature. Kumamoto Hisayoshi bowed to Li Ruhai, but did not offer a greeting. Li Ruhai nodded in return as an acknowledgment.
The intelligent brain had calculated everything, but it never expected Lin Bin to pull such a move, catching it completely off guard.
Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Jia Qi nodded at Old Zhao with satisfaction. After careful consideration, Jia Qi felt that simply treating his subordinates to a good time was useless; he needed to broaden his connections. Therefore, Qian Mu of the Collaboration Army became his target for recruitment.
"His Majesty hasn't said anything yet, so what right do you have to speak? Nankang has been captured by Zhu Chenhao. Do you want me to send you to Nankang to play with him?" Li Li threatened irritably.
As soon as they opened the cell, Liu Yunxu and Zhu Rui rushed over, hugging Lin Bin tightly, crying and laughing, and kissing him fiercely.
Fortunately, these two fellows weren't completely stupid. They smiled happily as if they didn't care at all, acting very compliant and cooperative, before climbing out of the bathroom window and escaping.
"If you don't speak up, people will really think he belongs to me!" she said, glancing at Gu Jingshi, who remained cold and silent.
"I like..." The words slipped out before she could think, her voice so soft it would have scattered in a breeze. If Fang Hao hadn't been facing her and reading her lips, he would never have known what she said.
One had to admit that this incident must have been a huge blow to her, yet it also showed how much weight Gu Jingshi carried in her heart. She lifted a glass of water and placed it in her hand.
It was at this moment that the livestream, which had already seen many viewers sending gifts, welcomed a new wave of generosity.
Lin Yue’s opening made the eyes of everyone in the livestream light up. Recalling the previous situation, if they hadn't been watching from the outside, they would never have guessed that Lin Yue was actually acting, because everything had been so realistic, without a single flaw.
After speaking, he looked at the handprint he had left on her face. He had been a bit too heavy-handed, so he leaned in and gently blew on the side of her face where the mark remained.
From this, Ye Nanxue finally understood that only by treating others with sincerity could one gain their favor. She should have learned this years ago, but it had always been so difficult to put into practice.