Volume 1, Chapter 62: Malicious Damage

For the following two days, Su Nianxi spent almost all her time accompanying Fang Xunnan's group in the rehearsal room.

It wasn't until the latest episode of "Dream Beauty" aired that Su Nianxi finally had a moment to check out the netizens' comments.

Among hundreds of thousands of bullet comments and reviews, there was no shortage of onlookers just there for the show and "name-dropping" little haters.

[Taro Cake: Hilarious. Su Nianxi is really getting ahead of herself. So she released a song—does she really think she's qualified to be a mentor now?]
[Lighting the Stars: Just a supporting mentor, to put it bluntly, a mere tool used to hype up the "crown princes." And yet her fans are still bragging. They'll quiet down once the live concert bombs tomorrow.]
[I'm a Little Bunny: Out...]

At this moment, regardless of their status, everyone attending the wedding wore looks of envy as they burst into hearty laughter. Good buddies like Li Jiahao whistled at the top of their lungs, making Li Xue and the others blush so fiercely it seemed water could be squeezed from their cheeks.

At this moment, they were utterly dumbfounded, standing frozen in place as they stared blankly at Li Xin, unable to calm their swirling emotions for a long time.

The elderly burying the young—at that time, the household was shrouded in a gloomy and desolate atmosphere, and considering his grandparents were quite advanced in years, likely fearing something might happen, the aunt had Zhou Lai move into the house.

Indeed, this place was situated halfway up the mountain. It was far enough to escape the flashiness of the city while offering a panoramic view of most of the urban nightscape. The surrounding land was worth every bit of its weight in gold.

Doing it three times in a single night left Yu Xinlan's entire body aching by the following morning, requiring a tremendous amount of effort just to get out of bed.

With that, she lunged forward in a flying leap, assuming once again her signature "big dipper" sprawling posture with a swan-like tucked-in head.

"Let's head back to Rose Summer Garden first. Make sure you don't catch a cold." Pressing a kiss to her forehead, his gentle voice, laced with hoarseness, murmured by her ear.

Yet, strangely enough, after this momentary tremor, the entire secret path abruptly plunged into an unprecedented calm—so quiet that one could almost hear the beating of their own heart and feel the breath of their skin expanding and contracting.

At this moment, Li Xin's expression carried a hint of wickedness, totally contrasting with his usual personality. Honestly, if it were anyone else—anyone else who knew they were about to become a generation's tycoon—they would likely react exactly like Li Xin was right now.

Putting down the phone, Yan You gazed blankly out the window. The garden was bathed in the warm morning sunlight, as if draped in a layer of golden radiance.

Her entire body felt limp and feverish, like flowing liquid. With half-closed eyes and a thick, sluggish tongue, she was helped into the car by Boyang.

Realizing he couldn't avoid it and recalling Ye Chu's words—that a failed blind date meant Ye Chu simply looked down on Chen Xiyuan, and any unfavorable rumors spreading afterward would be blamed entirely on him—Chen Xiyuan braced himself.

Enough of that. Without this redundant move, the Prince of Zhennan probably wouldn't have intercepted the late Emperor's funeral procession. Now that the late Emperor's casket has been seized by the Prince of Zhennan, what on earth should be done?

The Wu family had yet to give a reply, so he sent people every day to urge them. Not only was he pressing the Wu family to release that batch of cargo, but he was also pushing them to come up with silver for emergency funds; if the Wu family washed their hands of the matter, he would drag them down with him in mutual destruction.

As a high-level cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, Xie Ziwei was a rare sight even in the Dula family's stronghold of Shamuxing, and he cut a deeply intimidating figure. Back when he oversaw the Far Star Fleet, he had always favored using brute force for deterrence.

Boyang lay on the bed with a photograph covering his face, as if by keeping it close he could feel the lingering warmth radiating from it.

The only slightly odd thing was that upon seeing him, the major client had changed the meeting location from a tranquil teahouse to a seafood restaurant. After watching him eat a plate of shrimp, the major client had worn a puzzled and perplexed expression, though the cooperation was ultimately finalized.

As for his second younger brother, his temperament was completely different from the third's, yet this ostrich-like, follow-the-crowd demeanor was something he utterly despised.

Mao Badou and Li Datian were one thing, but Chen Jian was after all an official in the imperial court; fully aware of the stakes involved, he appeared rather anxious and worried.

The Great God Shennong shook his head. If Shen Yan could inherit the true teachings of Ksitigarbha and acquire the ancestral totem, provided he did not fall prematurely, his future achievements would be boundless, perhaps even leading Huaxia to a new peak.

Li Muyun had passed by this area on several occasions, yet she had never stepped out of her sedan to enjoy the scenery to her heart's content. Now, with Chen Xuanxi by her side, she revealed a great deal of astonishment, gazing about at every turn.

Prompted by Fu Jin's words, Su Bei recalled something: he was actually married, and he seemed to have completely forgotten about it.

Presumably, the snake's tail had flung someone aside, accidentally triggering a hidden mechanism that caused the stone wall to flip and shift.

The two Senior Attendants handed the items they were carrying to the eunuch outside and departed together. Gao Peng stayed by the door without moving, while the group of imperial physicians looked at one another in dismay, staring blankly at the bedroom door. Duty-bound, they had no choice but to wait in the outer room to attend to any emergencies.

The pitiful elderly couple still had to come and take care of this child. In a fit of anger, Fu Jin actually dialed Su Bei's number.

His remark was fair, yet filled with helplessness. Lin Wei's heart fluttered for a moment, and she continued eating her food. Could she really manage so many things? Yet when it came to Wennuan's affairs, she couldn't just ignore them.

She wasn't sure what he looked like; she only knew that his arms were exceptionally strong and the scent on him was very pleasant. That fragrance felt vaguely familiar, and his warm breath brushed against the skin of her neck.

Seeing that it was still early, Ling Yun took Su Jinyu for a stroll through the Imperial Garden. Having not been out to clear his mind in days, he found this walk quite satisfying.

Thinking thus, Wuying wrapped his large hand around hers and strode away.

However, the longer she stared at those moves, the more Han Qianyu felt herself losing control. Slowly, Han Qianyu closed her eyes.

Following the clan leader's commands, the faction of the First Elder instantly broke into smiles, whereas the faction of the Second and Third Elders swallowed their dissatisfied words under the clan leader's deterrent glare.

Struck by that heavy body, the venomous spider was actually knocked airborne, lifting entirely off the ground. Once its body left the ground, its ultimate move could no longer be executed. Moreover, this impact counted as a basic attack; facing a venomous spider with depleted health, how could it possibly withstand such a blow?

It was as if he had comprehended countless lifetimes, witnessing the birth, aging, illness, death, joys, and sorrows of innumerable people.

Looking at Kim Eun-jung's cheerful demeanor—a dignified second young master of a chaebol, possessing both wealth and backing, yet now being ordered around—if anyone claimed he did it willingly, it would take a sow climbing a tree to believe it; otherwise, who would be bored enough to undertake such thankless tasks?

Although old Di couldn't bear to see that vibrant young man die an untimely death, weighing the pros and cons, the lives of the people in Maple City were far more important. Old Di couldn't help wondering what old Zhang's method of resolving this calamity was truly about—was it for the public good or private motives? Or what tricks did he have up his sleeve?