Chapter 55

She took a deep breath, resolutely swallowing back all the grievances in her heart, leaving only unyielding stubbornness.

Just a few seconds later, the child began to pat Gao Shuye's face because his mother was squeezing him uncomfortably. Only then did Gao Shuye snap out of her previous daze.

This was a massive laboratory, filled with numerous instruments and glassware. The glass vessels were each as tall as a person, containing a green nutrient solution in which various experimental subjects floated, looking like human embryos that had not yet fully formed.

However, that producer seemed to genuinely like her and approached her a few times afterward. Eventually, Wu Kai discovered this, and he was deeply devastated. Cong Fei tearfully proposed a breakup and offered to give him all the money she had earned up to that point.

Yet, what Ye Ya had not anticipated was that by appearing on the show regardless of her image, the only result was an increase in He Chenxi's exposure. Ye Ya was consumed by fury.

Clearly, he had sensed it in this direction last night... If it is not on this child, where else could it be?

Mu Siyue stood as if frozen. She did not know how to describe her feelings—a mixture of slight fear, wonder, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

At this moment, Mu Ran was full of energy, his feet seeming to stir up a gale as he crossed two palace walls in a single breath, closing in on where the Ancestor Helian stood.

Right then, the lingering force of the palm strike from Li Ying and Ancestor Helian had not yet dissipated. With Mu Ran wearing the Battle Soul Robe, the radiance of his spiritual power illuminated the dark secret passage.

"A living person cannot just vanish into thin air. Have them keep looking; they must find the driver who dropped Mu Siyue off at the Huaguang Nightclub today," Qi Rui said in a cold and stern voice.

Xia Shuying felt somewhat tired, all worn out by the rapid succession of questions just now. Feeling exhausted and somewhat helpless, she leaned back against the chair, thinking of closing her eyes to rest. Under the current circumstances, aside from facing reality, there was simply nothing else she could do, and letting her mind wander was completely useless.

When the twenty dumplings finally went into the pot, Tong Xianger supported her lower back and let out a breath, the tension in her nerves since entering the door finally easing.

Hua Juan had no intention of giving him a pleasant expression, especially since this black-robed youth had been eyeing her intently just moments ago.

Tong Xianger peeled some garlic and replied that, assuming everything went smoothly, she would be getting married in the autumn, though the groom would not be Wen Ming.

Xiao Chenjiu followed closely behind Mu Nanqing step by step, using his gaze to order the guards to deactivate the defense system on the cloud boat.

A series of screams faded away. Compared to the excitement of this group of people, Old Hei's face had truly turned dark.

He explained that the patient's condition prevented them from leaving the sanatorium, which was one of the reasons for the unsatisfactory treatment progress.

Wen Rou hurriedly glanced around to ensure no one else was nearby before picking up her serving chopsticks to place some food on his plate.

Ever since that incident years ago, he had essentially given up all hope of ever finding a cultivation partner.

More often than not, they would cajole men into buying wine or exorbitant champagne. This champagne merely consisted of a few glasses displayed on a fancy stand with a sparkler attached; the cost was under twenty yuan, yet here it commanded a price of thousands.

Ling Yu walked at the very forefront, his entire body glowing with a golden aura. With a few bounds, he entered the cave. Just as he had anticipated, this was a reinforced concrete structure from a millennium ago, resembling an entertainment hall. The surrounding walls were in ruins, and a dozen fractured concrete pillars barely managed to support the ceiling above.

In a short while, they arrived at the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. As the imperial mausoleum centered around the joint burial of the founding Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang and his wife, Empress Ma, it was a place long familiar to everyone.

If Guo Lin's alchemy success rate reached one hundred percent, his profit margin would hit nine hundred percent. Such a profit margin was terrifyingly huge.

"Judging by her clueless look, she must be a newcomer to the Demon Realm," a demon hunter nearby muttered quietly. Then, they shifted their attention back to Guo Lin, who stood beside Lin Wan'er. Seeing him dressed in a black Burning Heaven Dharma Robe, gloating smiles appeared on their faces.

Seeing that both his master and the host were so composed, Old Lao simply returned to the dining table to continue eating and drinking heartily. Although everyone else in the restaurant had been drawn away by the commotion, it didn't seem to dampen Old Lao's appetite, especially after having starved all day long.

After all, an arm cannot twist a thigh. Looking across the entire Ming Dynasty, young descendants of convicted families had three choices.

Ye Chengxuan kept calling his enemy "Mother," forced to watch as the younger sister he cherished most treated their enemy as a maternal figure, yet he was completely powerless to say anything.

Yet the reality presented before everyone was that there were no defensive measures whatsoever, leaving the group somewhat baffled.

"Young Marshal!" Meng Zhu was startled by his expression and called out timidly, pouring all her days of worry into that single soft cry.

If these three couldn't even capture Xiao Yan, they might as well resign as the three chief commanders of the Tang Mansion and simply find an empty spot to hang themselves.

"Stop making a scene, pay her no attention!" Jiang Kairan's sudden words shattered Shao Zifeng's daydream. Snapping out of his fantasies, Shao Zifeng could only frustratedly yet happily bring Ye Xing over to Jiang Kairan's table.

"Have you managed to secure any willingness on their part for financing?" On the eastern side of the guest seating, a regional director from Citibank was pulling aside another blond, fair-skinned man to ask.

"It's you! I couldn't find you anywhere, but you've actually run here to throw your life away!" Hao's gaze was fiercely hostile.

Chen Feng chuckled evilly. Eyeing the soft quilt on the bed, he stripped off his clothes in a flash and dove straight under the covers.

In fact, he had harbored a crush on Zhou Yurou ever since their freshman year, but because of Ji Lei, he had never dared to muster the courage to pursue her.