Volume 1, Chapter 56: Zhao Xinran Quietly Lies Down Behind Him

Zhao Xinran’s words aimed straight at the heart left Shao Ting'an feeling quite uneasy. After all, she was a woman who had given herself to him—how could he bear to let her suffer so much, especially when she was still an undergraduate student who hadn't even graduated yet?

"Don't worry, I'll give you thirty yuan every month from now on."

Yet why were all of them here? No wonder things had gone smoother than he could have ever imagined. It turned out that the person adept at playing the Thirty-Six Stratagems wasn't just his eldest brother; these people were even more resourceful. Could this be what they truly called luring the enemy into a trap?

That made sense. They were all daring individuals, and coming from the inner Jianghu of ancient martial arts background, they were of similar age, so being best friends was completely natural.

"Still, he probably never expected that he would end up facing three against one," Zhou Feng chuckled softly.

"Am I perhaps being too magnanimous?" After his three sons left, Beirut's mood became noticeably much more despondent.

Zhang Wei notified the three company commanders of the retreat order, and the officers and men of the entire battalion seized the time to rest and eat.

This notion had long taken deep root in people's hearts. Now that someone suddenly questioned it, although doubts would still arise in their minds, curses were already pouring out of their mouths!

"Really? I didn't pay much attention to it." Mu Xiaodie's gaze followed Tao'er to take another close look. Yesterday, she had only noticed how it sparkled and looked very pretty; she had indeed seen the butterfly and the maple leaves, but she simply hadn't thought about it any deeper.

"Gu Zhaotian and I... are not what you think!" Mu Xiaodie struggled against his grip, silent tears streaming down her face as she made a feeble defense.

The Yuanli of the Ancestral Realm consumed rapidly. After taking a medicinal pill to recover, this clone of hers was finally refined into the ninth-grade bloodline of the ancient clan.

Wang Ling's elemental defense reached 100Y, which meant that within a two-meter radius around him, any elemental attacks launched against him would be nullified. Seeing that Wen Chi possessed a slender and graceful figure, she obviously did not look like someone who practiced swordsmanship, so naturally, there was no need to fear her.

At this moment, Shizi could not think of a good solution either. He fetched a chair, sat down, and watched together with Tong Muhe. It was better to leave this matter for Tong Muhe to figure out; he shouldn't disrupt Tong Muhe's proper train of thought. Getting it right was fine, but getting it wrong and potentially misleading Tong Muhe would make things very difficult.

"Stop trying. Let's look at something else." Sorting out his thoughts and seeing a glimmer of hope, Li Ang simply had Amy discard this footage.

Lin Kun vaguely thought to himself, no longer quite sure what he was doing. Before his eyes were still the familiar figures, yet he desperately tried to convince himself that this was not the real Si Weiqi. Illusions and rationality, inner demons and obsessions intertwined in layers.

The moonlight was pale and desolate, and those sand dunes, long eroded by wind and sand, appeared so forlorn across the vast desert.

"I think it would be better for you to eat something again..." Seeing right through Xu Liang's cover-up, Chunyu immediately advised him with a serious expression.

Jinshu: We reached the east of Yingbin Road, right next to the new energy vehicle factory. I misread a character last time and wrongly blamed Route 27 for not extending its route. Actually, what I wanted to visit was the Mengmeng New Area, while the terminal station of Route 27 was Zhumeng New Area.

No matter what, the Vice Commissioner of Finance was still a high-ranking official with immense status and formidable power. Furthermore, the entire Ministry of Finance office was a lucrative agency, and the position of Vice Commissioner was one that made people drool with envy.

"This is the patient's husband..." the leader behind them introduced, uncertain whether the two knew each other.

Anna did not answer Xia Zhili's question immediately. Instead, pulling back her gaze that had been fixed on the distant scenery beside Xia Zhili, she offered a tender yet desolate smile.

The corpse of a silver-moon fierce wolf lay there, its abdomen slightly bulging, with the tip of a sharp knife protruding from its belly, still dripping with viscous blood.

Compared to the wrap party when Xu Hui first started making movies, an event like this was undoubtedly much more upscale. Rather than calling it a wrap party, it was more like a business negotiation.