Chapter 493
He explained everything to Xie Yan in detail. Doing business was not just about talking—it required real action. The study […]
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.
Time paused in that instant. Lin Xingchen lowered his head to kiss him again, holding him still, quietly. The night
Of course Lin Xingchen wanted to indulge! He had been the sponsor for so long, yet had never truly exercised
Dinner was porridge. Pei Qingjian had carefully looked up some stomach-friendly recipes online, paired with light side dishes, and ate
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Drinking games and back-and-forth banter filled the table. Yin Chen sat calmly beside Zong Cheng. Finding a small pause, Yin