Day Fifty-Six: Unintended Thoughts

An occasion for nationwide celebration, indeed! That guy relied on his family having a bit of stinking wealth to show off every single day, and now look at him—he’s finally gotten what was coming to him and been put in his place.

Though not blood relatives, they were closer than family. The care and warmth they offered her were meant to rescue a life and keep her from leaving this world so easily.

Most people probably wouldn’t pay attention to such a luxury sedan, but Ye Tao had mastered Necromancy Mental Arithmetic and was exceptionally sensitive to numbers. With just a single glance, he had memorized the vehicle's license plate number.

That house, while undeniably expensive, was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Yan Shuimo.

Out of humanitarian considerations, the school agreed to cover a portion of student He Man’s cosmetic surgery expenses. Coupled with the quality inspection report issued by the relevant authorities, and with even the He family’s lawyer advising against pursuing the lawsuit, the matter concerning He Man was finally settled.

Through questioning, Dai Dongjie learned that Li Yuannan had a fixed routine: brewing a cup of coffee before lunch and resting in his dorm after lunch.

In the netherworld, apart from the city of Hengxia, which was bathed in brilliant light and perched at an extremely high altitude resembling a city above the clouds, everything else was shrouded in gloom.

Bai Yongsheng hurriedly steadied Wang Xiuyun, whose body had swayed slightly, and then feigned deep concern.

During a brush with life and death, wrapped in the embrace of the vast ocean amid profound peril—yes, he had witnessed it, and he loved what he had seen.

With his arrogance, he should have charged straight into the Southern Ghost Realm. In his eyes, no one in this world was a match for him.

Two slender, delicate hands wrapped directly around Shang Haoran’s lower back, and Long Ziruo likely pressed her face against his back.

Originally, Liu Shengnan had planned to pursue graduate studies. With her excellent grades, several major companies had already extended olive branches to her.

Lu Chengling curled his lips coldly, casually dragging a stool from nearby, moving it to Feng Xuanying’s side, and sitting down.

The sword wave crashed violently against the 'Raven'. Reynolds, already pushed to his absolute limit, was instantly sent flying. He failed to completely block the sword wave; a massive, blood-spattered slash was torn across his chest, and blood sprayed into the air.

Murphy’s expression darkened slightly, but he quickly forced himself to adjust his expression and squeezed out a smile. After all, within this team, getting playing time still required this guy’s approval. If he were loaned out to a League One club and returned to his parent club without making an impact, he would have no future at Arsenal.

Shang Haoran let out a long sigh, feeling as though he hadn't spoken for lifetimes, making the pent-up tension extremely unbearable.

Looking at the picture, Ji Tiantian already knew crystal clear what trick this rascal was up to.

The children had never seen a car like this before. Gasping in amazement, they crowded around it to look again and again, overwhelmed with curiosity.

Reynolds naturally wouldn't let his target escape. Each time, with astonishing and unimaginable speed, he intercepted the Lord of the Sky who attempted to flee, then struck with a massive slash that drove him back to where he started.

Sensing that the biochemical world was undergoing drastic changes with signs of a Destroyer invasion, they rushed over in time.

Duan Yipin narrowed his eyes and grinned broadly, shuffling his body closer to Yanyan's side.

"Looks like he's quite confident, letting his guard down completely around a total stranger," the teenage boy said with a smile.

Annie heard a harsh, piercing frequency and saw countless colorful points of light instantly appear out of the darkness. Beneath this piercing frequency, some of the colorful points of light fused back into the darkness, while the colorful light clusters emerged from illusion and regained their substance.

"What, aren't you going to 'see them off'?" Standing beside Liu Yi, Liu Qing’s sister-in-law shot a cold glance at Zhao Zhang. She wished Zhao Zhang would pack up and leave immediately, as the sight of him annoyed her.

Yet now, after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't even explain why to herself—she simply believed that Tang Fan couldn't possibly have truly gone mad.

Consequently, without the old master's knowledge, a massive amount of supplies circulated through his hands at acquisition prices.

They knew their young master's temper all too well. He might appear amiable and polite on the surface to everyone in the imperial capital, but that was only reserved for scions of noble families on par with the Leng family.

After finishing his harsh words, Fang Zhaotian strode toward his luxury car, heavily stomping his feet as if trying to trigger an earthquake.

He had woken up too early, and the breakfast prepared at home offered zero appetite. Passing by his own soup dumpling shop just then, Duan Feibai suddenly realized he was actually quite hungry.

Jiumei’s analysis left Lin Jinghao completely speechless. Normally, he was the one who left suspects speechless with his retorts, but today, someone else had rendered him utterly devoid of a reply.

"No!" The Golden Knight was caught off guard as the bullet struck him squarely in his right shoulder. With a heavy sway, he tumbled right off his horse.

Shen Mixiang learned that her big brother had fallen ill early in the morning and hurriedly packed up, taking Yuanluo to visit Shen Yizhu.

"Dr. Xia, this is our newly appointed Director Lin, not comparable to those 'vulgar flirts' who usually buzz around you." Evidently, Lin Jinghao’s image in Gu Qing's mind was quite lofty.

Spring had returned, bringing all things back to life, and it was once again that particular season. Stronger desires were normal; the only problem was that they weren't being channeled in the right direction.

Yet returning too late at night wouldn't be appropriate either, so the time was set right in the middle—an awkward, half-faded afternoon.

Caught completely off guard by this news, the crowd at Mangshan gathered once more to deliberate.

What on earth had happened here? What kind of ordeal had Ye Shuangshuang endured? Was she still alive? Where on earth was she now?

Her face was the type well-suited for heavy makeup, yet it failed to evoke any sense of seductiveness; instead, it carried a contrasting, almost pure kind of beauty.

Clearly, the status of Lü Bu holding a Chinese hundred-meter sprint record was not taken seriously by the Japanese.

Wang Peng’s shooting frequency was very slow, generally taking four or five seconds of aiming before firing a single shot. To make matters worse, even after pulling the trigger, there was no guarantee a zombie would fall.

Xing Lie pushed open the door of the toilet stall, washed the blood from his hands at the sink, adjusted his raincoat in front of the mirror, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sighed at his reflection, speaking with utmost solemnity.

Hearing what Zhang Rui said, Lin Zhi let out a breath of relief. She truly feared that many casualties would result from this earthquake; if that had happened, her conscience would never have let her rest, and she would likely have lived the rest of her life in remorse.