Volume 1, Chapter 34: Chichi Shows Her Mettle
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“Quick, start cranking!”
Shen Ji gave the order.
His guard, Lu Chao, immediately stepped forward and began turning the winch.
Before long, a chest was hoisted up.
Shen Ji opened it, only to find it filled with gold, silver, and precious jewels.
He was momentarily stunned, then broke into a knowing smile.
Well, Ning Shu really was someone worth keeping around.
Shen Ji knew that these treasures had most likely been confiscated from the Song family.
He hurriedly called the Third Young Master first. Before the Third Young Master could start cursing him, Shen Ji apologized and explained the unexpected events of the day. Fortunately, the Third Young Master said nothing more than that Shen Ji should arrange a relatively secluded villa in the capital. He also told Shen Ji that he would be returning to the capital in the next few days.
“I have a feeling they’ll definitely find it this time. Luoluo, tell me about An Nuo. You should know her fairly well, shouldn’t you?” Lin Xiyao said in a calm voice.
The moment Xiao Yang finished speaking, Qianye Zhenyi suddenly burst into loud laughter, and the expression on his face grew even more ferocious.
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In an instant, the entire fine horse threw back its head and let out a deafening neigh before abruptly dropping to its knees. Jing Xi, caught off guard inside the carriage, tumbled out in a heap. The silk handkerchief in her hand fluttered away.
Just as Mu Hanxue was trembling with rage, a figure she had been longing to see suddenly appeared beside her. Then she heard two crisp slaps.
Li Man had to go to work today, while Han Xue had to attend school. Both of them had their own affairs to attend to, after all, and could not keep helping Yun Feng indefinitely.
As for the gossip, Ye Tingyu seemed to have grown accustomed to it long ago. She walked toward the Illusory Bridge with perfect composure, completely unaffected.
Lu Xueyan had been cured of her illness. To express his gratitude, Wang Tianqiao intended to invite Lin Qi and Zhuang Qiang to dinner.
Hua Qianye immediately stepped into the room, closed the door behind him, and walked toward Yun Zhi, who was sitting beside the bed.
“Your way of saying hello is rather poor,” Ning Mo said, the corner of her lips curling upward. She deliberately drawled the words, making the entire sentence sound distinctly provocative.
“Don’t. I already had it treated at the hospital.” If the injury had not been on her face—and if Lin Anran had not made her living by her looks—such a minor cut would not even have required medicine.
Then what was she supposed to do now? After finally escaping Dongling Linfeng, was she still destined to be unable to spend her life with the person she truly loved?
Jade Hibiscus was just about to argue, but when she saw him lower his head to look at her, she hurriedly swallowed the words she had been about to say.
Although the news would inevitably leak sooner or later, Ding Wei was still unwilling to deliver it to others of his own accord.
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For Mo Yaxi, who was supposedly pregnant, the most important thing now was to find a way to ensure the child’s safe delivery and create the so-called chaos, leaving herself a way out when the truth eventually came to light. As for whether the drought would end, she had no time to concern herself with it.
They had barely finished settling in when guests began arriving at the house—and quite a number of them came all at once.
After hearing her words, Lin Anran felt a profound shock run through him. How was he supposed to respond to that?
Over the past two days, he had carefully investigated her preferences. She was not Hibiscus herself, but she bore similarities to Hibiscus, which was why Hibiscus’s soul had been able to enter her body.
In the days that followed, Leng Ruijun came to the palace several times to pay his respects to Leng Qiubo. He would also drop by to visit Suo Tianyuan, chatting and laughing with him as usual. Everything seemed exactly as it had before, and Suo Tianyuan’s rejection appeared not to have displeased him in the slightest.
The tram had already become a symbol of the city. In films shot here, it was practically impossible not to capture this distinctive scenery.
A savage sword aura descended from the heavens. Its brilliance was dazzling beyond description, leaving all who witnessed it awestruck.
He had been born a lowly serpent, living in a dark cavern without ever seeing the sun, feeding on rats and frogs. How despicable his existence was.
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