Volume One, Chapter 45: Lin Zhiwan Confesses Her Love to Fu Yanzhou

Wang Xueying sighed quietly to herself. This interview really came at the worst possible time.

“Understood. I’ll coordinate with General Manager Fu to arrange a time. You can head back for now.”

After the PR manager left, Wang Xueying returned to her office. Having worked alongside General Manager Fu for many years, she knew he was a boss who clearly separated work and personal matters. But when it came to this matter, she didn’t dare schedule anything for him casually.

Although sitting side by side with Lin Luo, Li Yumeng dared not look at him directly, instead stealing glances with the corner of her eye.

Huatong Bank was a state-owned bank of Xia Country, ranking just below the big four banks, but its international business had not been very extensive until now.

The family had finally gathered happily, but the warm atmosphere was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest.

Li Juefeng turned and walked away, four short spear shafts angled towards the horizon on his back, exuding an imposing aura that naturally eased the tremendous pressure weighing on everyone’s hearts.

With a sharp click, the bow handle settled into Jiang Qiu’s palm, causing his chest to vibrate slightly. His burning gaze caressed the sleek curve of the Black Dragon, as if a mysterious force was drawing him in, stirring the passion buried deep within his heart like a spoon stirring hot soup.

Originally expected to be a three-way rivalry, the competition had turned into a single dominant force, naturally drawing all the crowds to Hall C, where the Tesla Model X was displayed.

Just as the elder’s palm was about to grasp Bai Yu’s vest, a wooden sword suddenly pressed against his palm, halting his motion abruptly.

He pressed his lips to hers, the faint minty scent of toothpaste spreading between their teeth, unhurried yet imbued with a certain assertiveness and determination.

At that moment, the soldiers felt the flying building tremble slightly. They were stunned, uncertain of what had just occurred.

Jiang Chen couldn’t hold back a laugh, only to receive a heavy glare from his mother in response.

As the assistant director of the crew, Tong Zhou had earned the trust of the chief director, who entrusted him to oversee the filming of this sea voyage scene.

“Forget it, I’m most annoyed by you court officials, always going on about the nation and the world at the drop of a hat,” Xiao Yingfeng withdrew his hand.

Tang Tang glanced at Zeng Huajun beside her but did not respond immediately. Instead, she first led the two to the detention room to meet the other students.

“Looks like Yi Ning already told you!” Qu Weiwei’s face turned icy cold instantly.

It wasn’t until the next expansion pack, around level 60, when players with the Flying Cloud mount began to increase. By the third expansion pack, at level 70, flying mounts became fully widespread.

A man lay beside her, collar open, delicate collarbones marked with suspicious red bruises.

Pang Tong and the others, who had been holding their breath in concentration, looked on in awe at the scene before them. Petroleum flowing from Rock City had now become streams of light in the space, tracing patterns before merging into other Rock Cities.

“What I’ve said isn’t comprehensive; you should listen to his input as well,” Shen Yi nodded confidently.

Suddenly, the air in the room grew cold, and a black shadow descended from above, breaking through the ceiling and landing before the two.

“Captain Lang called. I told him you went out, but he wants you back to give him a call, no matter how late it is,” Li Hao entered.

Liang Bing shouted out, but Tang Lan seemed to see through something. With a cold sneer, she looked at Liang Bing.

The third floor had originally been decorated in dark tones, yet this time the renovation had transformed it into a light blue motif.

This was within her expectations. Fu Lingyuan rarely spoke of such old matters, but she guessed that his rebellious youth was largely tied to learning about his origins.

I looked at him gratefully, drove to the school gate where the security guard asked why we were out so late. I explained that my friend was sick and needed to be taken to the hospital immediately.

At that moment, the old medicine grandpa also came running over. He took several yellow talismans from his pocket, chanted incantations, and formed hand seals. The talismans instantly arranged themselves into a circle in midair. Golden light surged into the villagers’ minds, their hands weakening until they all collapsed to the ground, completely incapacitated.