Chapter 187
As expected, once he hung up the phone, Jiang Luo’s expression returned to normal. He lifted his bowl of porridge […]
As expected, once he hung up the phone, Jiang Luo’s expression returned to normal. He lifted his bowl of porridge […]
Chen Xin continued the topic from earlier: “Zhongxing has taken a stake, and their registered capital has increased to eighty
I can’t… I really can’t. Those three words ran nonstop through his mind. He truly couldn’t take it anymore. After
Lu Yang said, “Uncle Wu is worried about you. Have you looked in a mirror? Your complexion is scary.” Wu
Li Feng made the rounds of the entire stockade, buying some fish and then some pork offal as well. Once
Lu Liu felt chilled to the bone listening to this. Forget the Chen family—what was the Wang family to them
The commotion caused by Jing Yuan being taken away was far from minor. Being escorted out under everyone’s gaze, it
Fan Qing had forcefully removed Jing Yuan, handing him off to the bodyguards. Calmly, he dialed Jin Si’s number. “Mr.
At the same moment, Jing Yuan’s voice rang out. Almost immediately, every camera turned toward Nie Luo. In an instant,
! Is that something you can say out loud?! He Xiaoyuan said, “Keep your voice down.” Oh, oh. Qin Chengfei
Lu Chen froze for a moment. The suddenness of it left him momentarily stunned, and He Xiaoyuan got away. Fortunately,
That night, lying in bed after exchanging goodnight messages with Lu Chen, He Xiaoyuan rolled the silver leopard brooch in
“Have all the dishes been delivered?” Shu Rui waited for a while as Lu Ling delivered the food. Once he
“Where did you get these books? The patterns are quite good and up-to-date,” she said. Shu Rui and Lady Liu
The next day, Shu Rui and Lu Ling ate breakfast in the courtyard. They wondered if the Lu family would
“Don’t just focus on collecting the red envelopes from the wedding party—get moving! Keep your eyes open and greet the
“I am a fated acquaintance,” the boy replied. Bai Lan, hearing his slick words, assumed it was a drunk youth
Ning Muyan emerged from the academy. Most students had already left. Rarely did he get to taste Bai Lan’s cooking,
“They’re your parents, you raised him—of course he wouldn’t mistreat you.” “Or maybe you treated him badly before, so that’s
Huo Zongzhuo picked up a camera and captured this peaceful, happy moment. In Haicheng, at the Zhao family, Zhao Guangqian,