Volume 1, Chapter 43: Her Head Was Cut Off, You Know

Meng Xiangyi covered her mouth and hurried inside, looking at Old Master Bo with an expression of utter disbelief.
Her expression appeared extremely worried.
However, I noticed that the moment Grandpa saw her, his pupils instantly constricted.
Even his breathing grew noticeably heavier.
A pure white, almost tangible sphere of light hovered around Yuntu, drifting slowly as if consumed by some unspoken worry.
At this moment, Ye Feng's knees felt somewhat weak; no one could remain calm when coming into such close contact with such a colossal entity.
Leaving the inn and stepping out onto the bustling, crowded street, they had no idea where to look for Dongfang Mo, so they wandered into the makeup street to join the lively crowd and pass the time.
She had eagerly anticipated the Prince Rui's reaction to the return gift she sent, but after waiting another two days, there was not a single ripple of news from the Prince Rui's estate, nor had he sent anyone else to the General's Mansion.
Even if others poached the engineers, they still wouldn't be able to replicate her driverless cars. What a wonderfully satisfying feeling that was.
"Get lost! This is none of your business." A single sentence from Zhang Hailong caused the effeminate man's expression to change drastically. To everyone's surprise, he showed no politeness at all. Perhaps the endless quarreling had thoroughly exhausted his patience. Storming over to argue with President Zhang bright and early in the morning made it abundantly clear just how agitated he was.
According to Tao Ran's estimation, even if he traveled at a leisurely pace, he would undoubtedly reach Yongkang City before nightfall. However, when they were still more than thirty kilometers away from downtown Yongkang City, Tao Ran was forced to stop because there was a traffic jam ahead—an endless sea of cars stretched across the entire highway as far as the eye could see.
The local commander also warmly invited us to join him for a casual meal. Everyone looked expectantly at Leader Chen, but Leader Chen cast his gaze toward Political Commissar Xu. With a chilling, keep-your-distance attitude, Political Commissar Xu declined with a curt "We still have work to discuss," shutting the door on the fine wine and delicacies as well.
Although Xia Shang and Vol's states of mind differed at this moment, their initial reluctance to fight Yi Xuan to the bitter end was the same. Even though their chances of winning would be slightly higher if a real battle broke out, neither of them was willing to inflict a thousand casualties on the enemy while suffering eight hundred of their own.
"Hahaha! I knew it would be like this. Given that senior's temper, you're truly lucky to have survived."
With that, Mo Xuan turned and left without looking back, presumably to search for the whereabouts of the ice silkworm silk.
The voice came from a distance, but she heard it very clearly. She picked up his jacket, found his phone, and upon seeing the name Gu Cheng displayed on the screen, she glanced outside and answered, "Hello?"
Of course, the reason the Li clan conceded so easily was largely because their family was not particularly powerful to begin with. If not for the father and son of the Li family becoming emperors, the great aristocratic families of the time would have utterly looked down upon them. In the relationship between the Li clan and Li Shimin, Li Shimin clearly held the greater share of authority.
Feng Lingfei walked ahead happily, and Huanhuan smiled helplessly, never expecting that Feng Lingfei would like golf so much. He then supported his own lower back and followed after her.
Listening to Lou Mian's words, Qi Que grew angrier with every syllable. This girl Lou Mian had been getting bolder by the day. Knowing full well that he detested hearing the name Li Shu the most, she actually dared to bring him up now.
Today, she and Li Lulu and the other two went out shopping to buy supplies for the upcoming start of the school term.
She slowly walked over and sat on his lap, wrapping one arm around his neck and resting it on his shoulder while her fingers gently tapped: "Truly no recollection?"
If the bond between the two brothers was not yet exhausted, Yezi might encounter that person elsewhere in the future. However, no one could guarantee such a thing, and one could only secretly hope that this person was indeed the older brother Yezi had been separated from for many years, praying for the two brothers to be reunited as soon as possible.