Chapter 60: You Don't Love Me Anymore?

The leader paused slightly, wondering whether this was out of pity for Hekun or a fear that Hekun might not suffer enough.

However, the leader still carried out her wishes; Hekun had committed so many outrageous deeds lately that it was high time he faced some punishment.

Upon returning to her workstation, Meng Yuan was surprised to find that not a single supervisor came to reprimand her. This was simply too wonderful!

Yet, she still managed to complete her tasks on time.

When noon arrived, she decided to head home to check on Qianqian, and along the way, she overheard a conversation between a few soldiers.

"Just what on earth did the young master do to make the leader this furious, even going so far as to send him to our academy for punishment?"

"Who knows what happened! But thinking about it, look at the heirs of other nations, and then look at our young master, they are simply not..."

Having overheard the conversation between Madam Li and Master Huaiya, Rong Qian secretly instructed the store clerk to pass a message to Master Huaiya, asking him to keep the wedding attire as simple as possible without being overly cumbersome.

At this moment, the servant who had rushed over upon hearing the pages had also arrived, and Xin Nuo immediately inquired.

Perhaps it was the slight sound of Mo Zun returning to his room; Rong Qian felt a little more at ease remembering that she had locked her door from the inside.

Currently, the situation was extremely dire. Although Lin Shaolin was somewhat frightened, he could only sigh to himself.

Yafu's confidence was greatly boosted, and Xiaoxiao's words played a decisive role. She raised her head, looked into Xiaoxiao's eyes, and smiled.

This number was one she had saved when Zhao Shuangyi took her out to purchase items after her marriage arrangements with Mo Zun were finalized.

Murong Lengxian watched in astonishment, froze for a moment, and quickly ran over. "Shaoling! Shaolin, are you alright?"

Wanyan Zongmin stared fixedly at Luan Fei, looking as though he couldn't wait to immediately charge forward and fight Luan Fei to the death.

"I said I would never let you die! But I have no way to protect you all the time! If you do not grow stronger, if you cannot protect yourself, then one day, even I will be unable to save you!" Parks spoke with a heavy trace of disappointment.

Savi and the other two had been running toward the eye of the storm all this time, and now the eye of the storm was right before them.

Murong Qingran had reached the limit of her endurance and was just about to fly into a rage when she saw Yeyu's slender figure flash into the room. Falling to his knees, Yeyu said respectfully, "Master, Prince Lianyu is waiting for you in the Julan Room."

As soon as this evaluation was uttered, not only Linghu He inside the room, but even He Ying experienced a surge of excitement. She knew her martial arts seemed to have greatly improved and felt quite remarkable. Yet, only after receiving this person's affirmation did true joy well up within her heart.

Within this purple light domain, everything was frozen in time; the only one capable of movement was Ning Yufei himself.

Almost simultaneously, the mysterious force shrouding the Dao vanished abruptly. Just as it had bizarrely appeared, it vanished just as inexplicably, leaving people at a loss.

The Shangguan family celebrated privately, keeping a very low profile this time by inviting only close friends and old acquaintances such as the Wang family.

By the dead of night, the carriage finally reached the city gates of Changsha. The gates were tightly shut, and the top of the city wall was dead silent, presenting an austere scene.

Being struck while driving at high speed was no laughing matter; from that impact, I almost lost my balance! I gripped the steering wheel tightly to keep the tires from veering off course.

Murong Qingran, with a faint smile, explained the modern techniques of greenhouse cultivation in meticulous detail, leaving Xuan Yuanche completely dumbfounded and exclaiming why he had never thought of it himself.

As long as the cause behind this matter remained undiscovered for a day, the Crown Prince felt uneasy in his heart, and even more so, he felt that the Emperor's gaze toward him carried hidden meanings.

"Ran'er, why not rest your feet and go to the Liu Family Manor tomorrow?" Yeyu massaged Murong Qingran, saying with heartache.

"Alright, I'll have Scorpion report it upward right away." Grey Cat finished speaking and went to call Scorpion.

The treasure map was from goodness knows how many tens of thousands of years ago, and the escape of the Myriad Corpse True Man had taken place thousands of years ago.

As a fellow man in the newspaper industry, he could understand the vision, courage, decisiveness, and formidable execution displayed by the decision-maker behind this.

The wind blowing across the center of the lake grew increasingly fierce, sending black hair fluttering and white robes billowing, kicking up a ground full of peach blossoms.

Today, she did not stay by Old Madam Song's side; instead, she returned home. After rummaging frantically through boxes and cabinets, she finally fished out an exquisite jade hairpin.

Although Lu Xiaoxiao knew Zhang旭 was right after hearing what he said, when she saw his pale, bluish lips, her heart still felt very uncomfortable.

At that moment, Lin Fanxing, who had been strolling around outside, walked over listlessly, and from afar, she caught sight of a familiar figure.

Before Lin Fanxing could react to his words, Li Jingyuan no longer looked at her, turning instead to discuss other matters with Xia Wushuang.

Since Song Yu had safely emerged from prison, a banquet naturally had to be held to welcome him back and wash away his fatigue.

Jiang Ye squoched on the tree in front of the Prince Qi Estate, where she could see the three large characters "Prince Qi Estate" inscribed on the gilded plaque. Even just viewed from the outside, it carried an air of dignity and solemnity, exuding delicacy while avoiding ostentation, possessing instead a restrained low-profile elegance.

"Give us one too." Geng Mo imitated his posture, squatting on the curb, and casually asked him for two cigarettes, handing one to Duan Yi.

"Looking at that smile of yours, I have a feeling it's wonderful news!" Nuo Ai had a nimble mind; once freed from the disturbance of those matters, her cleverness returned.

Qian Lina rarely used such a serious tone of voice, and Zhou Kun understood that something major must have happened.

Could someone else also be looking to take a financial hit? Otherwise, why would anyone target Xu Haoran, this box-office poison?

During this process, even products that originally had better growth than Miaoyin were cut down. You couldn't say the others lacked money, for among them were indeed heaven-favored darlings backed by capitals like Penguin or Weibo.

Yang Qi took a step forward, and the golden cudgel unleashed four consecutive strikes, each containing the trajectories of heaven and earth and profound arcs, crashing heavily onto the heads of the four semi-saints.

Now, even her maternal grandfather—the only person who loved her and could provide her with warmth—had passed away, and she truly did not know whom she could rely on anymore.

Guan Yating did not want to leave this city or go too far from her parents, so she stayed. With the help of her family, she entered the system to become a probationary forensic doctor, but after working for only a few months, she couldn't stand it and resigned.

Finally, those moisture droplets eventually gathered into a single bead of water, which fell onto the quilt with a soft plop. In an instant, however, the droplet was absorbed by the cotton fibers, as if that tear had never existed at all.

Minglong always seemed very attentive to the matter of marriage, bustling about busily these past few days, appearing determined to make this simple rural wedding exceptionally grand.