Chapter 92
Shen Yuan had been in a deep sleep for half a day, and their little baby had been napping quietly […]
Shen Yuan had been in a deep sleep for half a day, and their little baby had been napping quietly […]
“Hailou… if I die, promise me you’ll bring my body home and bury me with my grandfather and mother, okay?”
Spring had passed into summer. During the cold of winter and early spring, Shen Yuan could still wear loose, thick
Du Heng, still under the blanket, pulled the clothes left by the boy over himself. The trousers were easy enough—he
Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda. That thought popped into Qin Xiaoman’s head. He dropped
After the autumn harvest, the last batch of rice was dried in the sun and stored in the granary. A
As Bailan walked, his body grew heavier. Earlier at the Yin Chun House, he had been in shock and fear,
The young man, groggy from a mix of drunkenness and drugs, grimaced as the sudden kick landed. His dark, well-defined
Jiang Bailan could no longer remember how many years he had been a wandering spirit. After his death, he drifted
The next morning, Nanny Li hurried across the corridor into the main room. Jiang-shi had just gotten up, sitting at
He would never marry into the Wu family. He’d seen too many men who were fickle, ungrateful, and scattered their
March arrived with a late cold snap. Drizzle had fallen steadily for three to five days, and the weather turned
Watching Second Young Master Pei calm down the moment he touched a small object, Lian Qing felt a whole torrent
Lian Qing’s movements didn’t escape Fang Yangzhou’s eyes. When Lian Qing deliberately stepped back, Fang Yangzhou’s expression darkened slightly, but
But business had to come first. Resigned, Lian Qing did his best to ignore the overwhelming presence beside him and
Besides going to the hospital three times a week, Shen Yuan packed the rest of his days to the brim.
Rui Xia’s appearance was just a minor interlude. Shen Yuan didn’t pay much attention to her. Rationally, he knew Hailou
The atmosphere instantly grew unbearably awkward. Rui Xia gazed at Hailou with lingering emotion. At this moment, Hailou’s feelings were
“Go, go, go.” Pan Xiao waved him off. “What do you mean, ‘corroded by capitalism’? Mr. Jiang gave it to
Zhao Guangyuan didn’t comment on whether Zhao Mingshi should stay in the U.S., nor did he object to him going