Chapter 35
Making breakfast for six people—clearly the ingredients Song Cheng bought weren’t enough. Lü Ruosi and Liu Yanchu went out to
Making breakfast for six people—clearly the ingredients Song Cheng bought weren’t enough. Lü Ruosi and Liu Yanchu went out to
When Chengfeng heard Han Congzhou speak, it immediately lifted its head. Lying in its nest, the dog looked around to
Lei Jingzhe crouched by the pigpen, bowl in hand. Starving all day, he stuffed every last bit of the scarce
Ding Tao sat cross-legged under the corridor, picking through the fruits on the silver tray, counting them over and over.
The sun disappeared below the horizon, and tiny fragments of starlight scattered among the branches. The imperial patrols roamed the
He explained everything to Xie Yan in detail. Doing business was not just about talking—it required real action. The study
By this reckoning, there were only a few months left. His plan had just begun—far from enough. Looking at it
Old Master Cui kept his gaze fixed on the wooden float bobbing on the water, ignoring him entirely. Xie Yan
… “Meng Xizhao.” Hearing Emperor Tianshou call his name, Meng Xizhao felt—without exaggeration—a jolt of electricity shoot from his back
This place was already very close to Bu Xun Tian. It was only about two hundred meters away on foot.
Zhan Buxiu was busier than him. After putting the men down and giving a few more instructions, he rode off.
Ye Qingyang nodded. Li Lan said proudly, “Pretty impressive, right? Just say it—impressive or not?” “Impressive.” The classmates gave him
Lu Jingcheng: … Ye Qingyang clapped his hands and stood up. “Finished.” “You should be finished,” the instructor said. “Look
Ye Qingyang: …… Ye Qingyang felt a question mark slowly rising above his head. Why was he supposed to wipe
After a while, Tang Chen was left utterly bewildered, staring at Zhang Taining. “Ah? You said that before? I don’t
“Huff.” In the room, the shirtless man braced himself on his hands, sweat beads tracing down his sharply defined jawline
Tang Chen felt a little guilty. … Alright, he admitted it—just a tiny bit. How did he even…? Really, how
Back at the table, Lu Shangjin explained that the boy had drunk too much and had been sent home, while
Bai Chunian held him from behind, keeping as little contact with his chest as possible, and whispered near his ear,
After the car left, the abandoned factory fell silent again. A small explosion at the seafood factory drew media attention.