Volume 1, Chapter 25: Lin Zhiwan Discovers Her Card Has Been Frozen
She watched as the receptionist respectfully ushered her into the executive elevator. Fu Yanzhou had left his mother at the front desk, lying about being away from the office, only to bring his new flame into his office the very next moment. He wasn’t even bothering to keep up appearances anymore. Lin Zhiwan knew clearly that a divorce would likely be finalized very soon.
At that moment, Song Jinhe had entered the elevator and was about to turn around. Lin Zhiwan was curious to see what kind of peerless beauty this woman possessed to have so thoroughly captivated Fu Yanzhou.
"Nannan, Mom is over here!" A familiar hometown accent caught Lin Zhiwan's attention; it was her mother waving at her.
"Mom!" Lin Zhiwan smiled and responded. She turned back, intending to catch another glimpse of the elevator, but—
Sigh, he was truly the most wretched one. How he longed to set up a sign at the entrance of the training grounds, essentially stating: Students of Class S and the Yanhuang Academy are prohibited from entering.
Under the neon lights, the four massive characters for "Yantai Hotel" stood as a testament to the establishment's prestige. In Leizhou City, the only place worthy of the name "Tai" was this ultra-luxurious hotel reserved for the participants of the Four Nations Tournament.
However, any further biting remarks from the Underworld King were immediately stifled the moment he saw the Lord Thunder Emperor standing behind Mu Yunqing. His complexion soured instantly.
Moreover, little Junjun had been learning for over a month and still hadn't mastered how to use a bowl and chopsticks by himself; he still required Dongmei to feed him.
"Left again?" A low, middle-aged man’s voice echoed through the living room as the car vanished from the entrance.
At first, the men were able to chat amongst themselves, but once the two of them reached the three-hundredth round, everyone’s gaze gradually shifted toward them.
Mu Yunqing rubbed her chin. In contrast to her relaxed posture, the right-hand men of the two Underworld Kings looked absolutely miserable.
She had already had her six thousand taels of emergency savings converted into bank notes at the money house and tucked them into this box. As for the four thousand taels from the previous year’s dividends from the Red Luck Hot Pot Restaurant, Yang Mingyuan had also asked Chu Lingxuan to deliver them to her.
Twenty is far too few. If I could get my hands on a hundred of these things and form a hundred-man squad, a single charge would likely shake the earth and send the players running in terror.
Yet, Nanrong Huai'an didn't seem to touch a single chopstick; he sat there with such elegance from start to finish that it was hard to tell if he had even spoken.
Hearing the warning, they naturally braced themselves with utmost vigilance, yet no one expected that the transformation had already begun, unnoticed.
Even if I could conjure a Zhuge Liang for myself right now—recreating the burning of Xinye, the burning of Bowang Slope, or the flooding of the seven armies—it would be to no avail. One cannot rely on a force of only a thousand men to continuously fight off the million-strong army of the Great Ming.
Sister Li left without a word, flashing an "OK" gesture as she exited. Jiang Wuxing sat down with a bitter smile before falling into a trance of memories.
The scenery passing by in the dawn and twilight felt like fleeting shadows or dreams. By the time they stopped, they had already reached the outskirts of Feihua City.
Su Xiyue had long known that the system was cold-hearted, so she had to find her own way to warn Mo Qianhan.
Having been with him for a few years, she had mastered his temperament. He appeared gentle and refined on the surface, but deep down, he was cold, indifferent, and incredibly arrogant, with a distaste for being constrained. He claimed to love her, but she knew all too well that she hadn't truly entered his heart.
Could it be that she, Mu Zhenzhen, was transferring all the frustration from her failure with Zhuangzi onto Sun Dali, trying to assert her existence through him?
"It is merely admitting defeat; there is nothing to blame..." The Sect Master did not agree with the Second Elder, choosing instead to brush the matter off with vague remarks.
He simply omitted the fact that Niu Geng was tentatively cast as Wang Baoqiang. Watching Huang Bo busy himself for so long, it was clear he had his eye on this film as well.
His words were casual, but Luo Lin, sitting across from him, was instantly unsettled. He sprang up from his cushion like a coiled spring, staring fixedly at Zhang Yun with an expression of utter disbelief.
After pondering for a moment, he realized that history had likely been altered, leading to new problems.
Backstage, Bai Yanshan, who had been invited to serve as the host, chatted with Ning Hao while keeping a close watch on the activity at the front desk.
Although Mu Yi had once exploited Pei Ji’s contempt for humans to guide Xuanyuan Dihong in destroying his physical form, she never dared to underestimate the original body of the Ancient Silver Phoenix.
"Fine. Can I be spared? I... I am willing to follow you and serve as your loyal dog!" Struggling as he looked toward Zhang Long, the Green Asura suddenly begged for mercy with a tear-streaked face.
Ding Haoxun didn't know if it was intentional or something else, but he kept rubbing salt into Er Lan's wounds.
At the same time, after receiving my report, they had already begun sealing off airports and docks across the three northeastern provinces. Hopefully, we can trap the top brass of that criminal organization within the region.
Zhou Jin felt helpless; he really wasn't particular about food and couldn't distinguish between those strange, exotic flavors at all.
Especially in the scene Zhou Jin had envisioned, the standoff between the two with guns drawn brought the plot to its climax.
He inspected other parts of Ye Qingzhou's body, only to discover she was covered in bruises and wounds.
To Wei Wangping, Wei Feng was the greatest threat, as Wei Wangping had only succeeded to the throne after Wei Feng, the former crown prince, was deposed.
At the first light of dawn the next day, Li Lingyue sat in the pavilion by the pond as usual, waiting for the sun to rise.
Those who have done wrong will inevitably exhibit physical signs that set them apart from normal people when faced with an investigation.
Was there any need to continue? The child was gone, and Song Yi and Tan Na were indeed more suitable for each other than she was.
After the decline of the Qi State, the Qin State became the undisputed hegemon, beginning to swallow the lands of the other nations. No one expected the Zhao State in the north to suddenly rise, catching Qin off guard.
After breakfast, Gu Jingchen chose to stay in the studio, and Qi Ran naturally made the clever choice to leave any place where Gu Jingchen was present.
With people coming and going behind her, Ye Qingzhou was about to leave when her sharp gaze caught sight of a few familiar figures.
Dongxue fell to her knees with a thud. The ground was cold and hard in the dead of winter, and Dongxue was thinly dressed. Hearing the sound of her knees hitting the floor, Liao Chunyu’s face twisted in conflict.
However, Xia Ai shook her head slightly at her; clearly, there were some things that couldn't be said at that moment.
In a relationship, there is a world of difference between whether a person is emotionally invested and how much they have committed.
Jiang Haiqi had someone guiding him—that was Xie Zhiyan's instinctive assessment. Originally, he had wanted to take a roundabout route, but since things had reached this point, he decided to move to Plan B.
"Your guess is correct; something is indeed driving us away. As for what that something is, I have no idea," the Demon Insect Cockroach said.
Everything he had achieved today was thanks to Yun Sheng’s support. It was Yun Sheng who had bought him to Monaco, given him the chance to play for a top club, and bestowed upon him the glory of a five-time champion.