Chapter 39: Who Dares to Criticize the Young Lady of the House

Shen Zhining had already regained consciousness by the time Wang Liyan let out his blood-curdling shriek; however, her mind was still incredibly foggy as the effects of the aphrodisiac had only just begun to fade. She instinctively reached out to touch the dress she was wearing. Thankfully, it was still intact. Shen Zhining breathed a sigh of relief. She had been on guard against everything today, yet she had failed to anticipate that plate of almond tofu. Pei Nian'an was certainly not capable of such a meticulous scheme, which left only Fang Li.

The following afternoon, Chu Yang finalized the name for the flight crew and submitted it to President Xie for review. The president gave it a cursory glance, offered no objections, and approved it directly.

Tan Yin’s lips trembled uncontrollably. Clenching her teeth, she snatched a dagger from one of the henchmen nearby and pressed the blade against the neck of the person who had dared to contradict her.

For this tournament, Chu Chao Sports Mall was one of the brand sponsors on-site, and they had secured a prime golden location.

During this period, he had sent imperial physicians to attend to Wan Run’s health every day. As they reported her recovery progress to him, he knew she had fully recuperated and was ready to serve him.

A mocking laugh cut through the silence of the banquet hall. The speaker’s voice was not loud, yet it was clear enough for everyone in the room to hear.

The two got back into the car and set off for the next construction site. Xu Feng remained the same: the moment he got in, he fell asleep like a pig, snoring with a sound that could shake the heavens.

However, anyone who had watched the entire match would find this outcome both reasonable and normal.

Gently spitting out the chewed-up willow twig fragments, Huo Xu smiled. "Instead of clinging to a right of succession that was never meant to be mine, it is better to voluntarily relinquish it and use it as a bargaining chip."

She finally understood that her two sons had not grown distant from her only after going to the military camp; it was because she had neglected them too much after Ah Zhui fell into the water, causing her to lose their reliance.

The more this was the case, the more cautious Boss Wei became, subjecting any dramas he was involved in to even stricter scrutiny.

Hou Zhenzhu’s feelings for her eldest cousin were a case of unrequited longing, and she naturally harbored much resentment toward Phoenix.

The Dark Emperor’s affairs were always handled with absolute certainty. It seemed there were times when even he could falter. But the failure itself was not the issue; the critical question was why it had happened. Was the opponent too powerful, or had the person assigned to the task not given their all?

In truth, she felt quite at ease regarding Bai Hao. She firmly believed that he would rather sacrifice himself than betray her.

Thinking of something, Tian Mo watched the direction in which Mu Yunqing and Di Jiuyin had departed, a look of profound ambiguity rising in his eyes.

Yet, unable to help herself, she wanted to see what he looked like in a dress shirt, so she shuffled back around to face Xia Mingxiu directly.

Perhaps recalling the feelings of the past, Xia Mingxiu paused, his tone filled with a desolation that was heartbreaking to hear.

Ye Qingluo immediately held her breath, suppressing all signs of her presence as she quietly crept forward.

He then took the ointment from Tang Zixuan’s hand and slowly pulled her skirt up above her knees. The first thing that came into view was a layer of white gauze wrapping her injured knee.

Shangguan Xiu, accompanied by Eagle, Wu Qi, and the remaining uninjured bodyguards, hurried to follow.

Suddenly, Zhong Si bumped into his uncle’s back. Looking up, he saw the city gate not far ahead, where two soldiers were slaughtering civilians attempting to flee the city. Behind them, three more soldiers were cutting their way through. Trembling, Zhong Si gripped his uncle’s arm tightly, at a loss for what to do.

Ling Yuan immediately ordered the imperial physicians to get out, then collapsed onto the bed in despair, staring blankly at the canopy above.

"That still won't do. We cannot simply let them bully those of us who run stalls like this; if we indulge them now, they will only become more unscrupulous in the future." Fu Qinghe seemed to despise such behavior, speaking with visible anger.