Volume 1, Chapter 47: Qiaoqiao, Who Are You Kissing Right Now?

Ye Qiaojiao possessed a total of three copies of the evidence. Returning home first, she gave one copy to her father, while keeping the remaining two—submitting one to Fu Juechuan and hiding the other.

Her experiences from her past life had conditioned her to always keep a spare set of evidence.

Upon reading through the contents, Military Commander Ye widened his eyes in fury. "No wonder! I kept wondering why old Zhong would suddenly turn against me. It turns out his illicit private dealings are about to be exposed, leaving him no choice but to climb even higher by any means necessary."

"He is truly... far too audacious!"

"Unfortunately, the evidence here is still not enough to prove the full extent of Old Zhong's involvement."

"Dad, I'm planning to give a set of materials to Brother Fu as well. Why don't the two of you discuss collaborating?" Ye Qiaojiao suggested knowingly...

Dongfang Yu rolled his eyes again in helpless exasperation. Everyone around him spent too much time with Belle; somehow, they had all picked up her exact temperament, completely failing to show any respect to him as their master.

She watched Ouyang Yang's mouth moving, and it seemed as though her left ear truly could no longer hear what he was saying.

"Ao, what happened?" Casting a worried glance at Jue Ao, Bao Kuikui asked calmly.

In truth, that fish gill was not of any great capability. Despite being a netherworld underworld official, seemingly holding a lofty and formidable position...

Although it pained her that Long Xiao had used up one-third of the precious medicinal ointment she had treasured for years, she also felt a sense of fortune. Thank goodness it was discovered early; otherwise, nothing short of a dragon ball could have saved him.

Old Madam Jiang looked somewhat puzzled. "Sur-named Yu?" She locked her brows in deep thought for a long while, but could not recall any historical figure bearing the surname Yu.

Wen Liangwang had no intention of arguing further with Lin Xiaoxiao. Abruptly, he hoisted Lin Xiaoxiao over his shoulder and strode toward his car.

She knew that killing Shang Litian and the others would make it impossible for her to retreat unscathed, so this time she had never intended to walk out of that imperial palace alive.

"Who is it? Who is striking from the shadows?" Master Gou spun around, looking everywhere, yet saw no one.

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Qin Xiaoxiao had already been standing in front of the counter for half a day. Her body, having stepped onto the path of cultivation, could now sustain her for much longer without causing any discomfort.

Nodding with a faint smile, Dugu Che's traditionally sharp features softened considerably in the flickering candlelight, the corners of his lips curving with water-like tenderness.

"The Wei family? Isn't that the enterprise belonging to Wei Suonan's family? What is this scoundrel doing here?" Dong Bin also noticed this.

My father had been missing for a month, his cell phone consistently out of range, only to ring precisely at this moment.

The warmth on Zhao Ranran's face had not yet faded, and when she brushed against Shen Zhiyuan, her face grew even redder.

Amidst their conversation, faint voices drifted from the previously quiet tomb tunnel. Lao Meng was about to speak when Yu Nian covered his mouth.

Witnessing this scene, Tang Ying's expression tightened slightly, as he had not expected Nojiri to be so confident as to show off Han Xin right in front of him.

"If you can accomplish all of these, I'll have someone help you realize your second suggestion. As for the first one, we can do it right now," said Bai Jinli.

"That naturally makes a difference. Parrots are colorful, as you can see right before your eyes, whereas mynas are black," Yang Dianxian continued popularizing knowledge.

It was at this exact moment that she found Bai Jinli exceptionally captivating while he was intently tending to her wound, as if there was light in his eyes and a radiance glowing from his entire being.

"Oh you, Tian'er, you're actually starting to joke with your mother!" Lan Xi glared playfully at Ye Tian and said.

Xue Fei repeatedly expressed his gratitude. Pulling open the car door, he slipped out, saying he wouldn't disturb the two leaders any further and would take a ride-hailing service back to school himself.

Ye Tian licked his lips and made a strange sound from his throat, yet everyone present experienced a peculiar illusion.

Hearing this, Madam Luo showered Jiang Wan and Emperor Yong'an with all sorts of praises, leaving out not even Imperial Concubine Feng on the side. After exhausting every laudatory term she knew, she took Luo Die and departed from Jiang Wan's quarters.

Although the performances of the two were not dazzlingly brilliant, they were completed reasonably well. In the end, Chen Yixun chose to keep Zhong Fugui and eliminated Sun Sheng.

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After Jiang Fu chatted with Jiang Wan for a while, the Second Prince arrived. Jiang Fu pulled the Second Prince into her arms and doted on him endlessly, presenting him with a pile of quirky, whimsical trinkets she had specially brought along for him.

As for those below the peak martial artist level, ordinary secular martial practitioners, though formidable, did not hold an absolute advantage in specific domains compared to professional athletes dedicated to those exact disciplines.

The gigantic pillar overhead began to sway violently along with his movements, and the very space was jolted with a heavy, ringing thud.

Beside her, Sona looked at her with a complex expression, recalling her own character setting: Whenever Sakura is stimulated by bugs, you must always hug her, comfort her, and tell her: I will definitely rescue you out of here.

"Everyone, tell me, once Lü Guang learns the true state of affairs in Shazhou, will he launch an invasion in the near future?" This was Wei Shuo's greatest concern.

Huan Xuan knew Bian Fanzhi's resourcefulness well; since the other party spoke thusly, it meant he was already holding complete certainty in his chest.

At that moment, Wu Xie kept retreating with Xu Qinglian behind the bushes, pulling back into a small grove of dwarf trees, before practically hoisting Xu Qinglian onto his back and fleeing at a sprint.

"Think about it, in this season of blooming gardenias, at the moment of waving goodbye, in an era where white shirts fluttered no more, in days when falling in love with love was a thing of the past—who will slip into a wedding dress for the girl who shared your desk, and who will drink and make merry with the brother who slept in the bunk above mine?"

With that, Mu Bai renewed the contract with Zenith Animation on behalf of Chen Lie. Aside from changing the revenue share to a 40-60 split, all other conditions remained unchanged, including thirty-day settlement terms and the right of first refusal for the next season's works.

While others might fail to immediately discern the trickery, Lin Jun could still spot it. Although he could not tell what specific gambling techniques the three had employed, their changing facial expressions—especially the emotional shifts of the Northern Gambling King—could never fool a veteran connoisseur like Lin Jun.

Naturally, at the press conference, Mu Bai could not possibly reveal the intricate details. Instead, after offering a series of ambiguous explanations, he invited the three lucky audience members down from the stage.

Wave after wave of bullet comments swept across the screen, enveloping the entire livestream in a bustling atmosphere. On-site, many sharp-eyed reporters also noticed an anomaly: Mu Bai, the president of Zenith Company, was nowhere to be seen.