59: Heading to Ye Xiangwan's Hometown

Although I knew Mingsi understood all these words in his heart, he had always been unwilling to speak of other things. Perhaps it was because he did not want me to see his vulnerability.

Ji Xinliang looked up at the car ceiling, truly wondering if this woman was really her biological mother.

It was the dead of winter, and since these dishes had been served for so long, they had naturally grown cold. Wuxi got up from his lap, gently patted her cheeks to make sure the heat had faded, and then motioned for Ningshu to bring people in to clear the table.

Fortunately, a large crowd of people immediately stepped forward and surrounded Han Shaoxun. Those people were celebrities in the entertainment industry, and all their attention was focused on Han Shaoxun, leaving no one to pay any attention to Ye Yaotiao.

Di Renjie smiled, stretched out his arm to lift Master Pang up, and held him right in front of himself like a corpse.

Although Nanshan High School could not experience that kind of thrill, the thrill of winning the overall championship was far more extraordinary.

"Yes, Grandfather," Ge Qingze said respectfully, then stepped forward, wanting to take Huo Yilan's hand. But Huo Yilan was already disgusted by him, directly ignored him, and turned around angrily to walk inside.

Tang Wei abruptly put down the script, embraced Zhou Xun, and unable to hold back any longer, burst into tears with a loud wail.

Looking at the wine glass President Wang was holding up in front of her, Ye Yaotiao felt a twinge of hesitation. Then, rolling her eyes, she suddenly thought of a way.

If she were to be arrested for molesting Detective Di Renjie, Phantom Thief Y's lifelong reputation would be completely ruined.

As for this ancient vine king, the fatty cat's roar seemed to have an effect against magical beasts far superior to its effect on humans. In truth, this hundred-thousand-year-old ancient vine king could also be considered a plant-type magical beast.

Ye Niandmo knew that the old man before him was not joking; if Ding Yi'ai were caught next time, she would be in mortal danger.

Chu Yao was lost in her own thoughts, so she did not notice the heavy astonishment in Nan Jinxuan's gaze as he looked at her. He had never expected that this girl knew nothing yet could deduce this step purely based on guesswork, which caught him completely off guard.

Only one lamp was lit in the living room. Although it was raining, the sky right after rain still remained hazy grey, making the indoor space appear even more dim and gloomy.

Players then saw that all the NPCs in the camp—whether camp guards or those moving outside the felt tents, regardless of what they were originally doing—all dropped the items in their hands, faced the direction of the giant pillar, knelt down silently, and prayed solemnly.

There seemed to be the sound of soft weeping over the phone before it was hung up. Ding Yi'ai stood there, holding her phone with a lost expression, and then the door was pushed open.

Although the live online streams by Cen Yutong and Shu Han outside the main venue were still running, virtually all focus had actually shifted to the television broadcast.

Cen Yutong thought to himself that Yu Zhen was a workaholic; he had been busy from yesterday through today, with his schedule packed and completely non-stop.

"Eldest Brother, Fourth Brother..." Chu Yao smiled and nodded at the two of them. Nan Mufeng barely managed to twitch the corners of his mouth in a somewhat forced smile, his heart sinking even further when he caught Chu Yao's cold gaze.

The opponent held the geographical advantage of height, raining saliva down onto Ye Ningning's head. The person even pressed a sweat-stained handprint onto the back of Ye Ningning's school uniform, making her skin crawl all over.

The promises once lightly made still echo in my ears... It's just that I no longer have the strength to fulfill their contents...

At four in the afternoon, shortly after classes ended, the basketball court in front of the dormitory building was already surrounded by many classmates who had come to cheer them on, and I was among them.

"Halt! You members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance are each craftier than the last. Do you think old Sun would fall for your tricks? Eat my staff!" Sun Xingzhe shouted without further ado, leaping into the air as the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand transformed into a giant pillar supporting the skies, smashing straight towards Mu Xifeng's head.

During the peak of Buddhism, "Wherever human footsteps reached, magnificent temples and stunning shrines faced each other across the eaves." By the mid-Yuan dynasty, including impostors, the number of monks could reach up to a million.

"I knew you wouldn't refuse. Next Tuesday evening, see you at Juxian Tower," Jing Hui said cheerfully on the other end.

Tong En stopped in her tracks once more, turning to stare at Xu Hui. Caught off guard, Xu Hui bumped straight into her.

Not knowing how much time had passed, the people around enjoying the cool air gradually began to disperse. I took out my phone to check the time; it was already very late. "Let's go back," I gently nudged Lele.

This meal lasted until past eleven o'clock in the evening. This time, the taste of the food finally returned to normal, and Su Muzhe was able to have a proper meal at last.

"Didn't I tell you not to wait for me? If you fall asleep here and catch a cold, what would you do?" he said with a hint of gentle reproach.

After finally catching her breath, Tong En shook her head and said, "I'm fine." She patted Yuhao's head, telling him to go back and eat, then sat up straight and looked at Zhong Yue with a hint of curiosity.

Back then, the only one who enjoyed such treatment was Consort Gu. Unfortunately, over the years, Consort Gu had brought no real benefits to the Gu family.

A jolt ran through the manager's heart. Earlier, Song Tianxing and the others had merely given him a thousand yuan to look the other way regarding the matters here. Hearing just now that Song Tianxing and his group had been beaten up, he thought that since he had taken people's money, he should help them out, or at least extricate them from the predicament.

The person who spoke just now was Zhou Peng, the provincial political and legal affairs chief. Holding authority over a province's legal system, he naturally looked unfavorably upon Lu Kuanhou, the local tyrant of the underworld who constantly brought him trouble.

"..." Li Muyian's breathing was disordered. Groping for her shoulder and sliding downward, she placed the item into her hands, then turned and hurried out.

Tan Yu truly had not thought about these things. She knew it was all her fault, but in the past, it could not entirely be considered her fault either.

Of course he could not figure it out; there was something in this world called the "Ice Heart and Snow Soul." Suo'ou's body had fused with the Ice Heart and Snow Soul, so let alone minus tens of degrees, even absolute zero could do nothing to him.

Ye Tangmu was the general supervisor, which meant he could show up at any time, and whenever he wished, he could subject them to training.

Although she was not someone who liked to meddle in other people's business, she rather liked Li Yuanxiang, and the scheming between those two was simply too vicious, leaving her with no choice but to intervene.