Volume 1, Chapter 65: The Abacus Beads Were Practically Clicking Right in Her Face

Fang Qianxue remained silent, quietly listening to her rambling.

Without even thinking, Shen Rong knew whom Shen Chengyuan would trust; she simply couldn't get past this hurdle in her heart. Why did everyone else have a father and a mother while she had none? No wonder Shen Ruxue always called her a jinx, a humble girl whom no one loved or cared for.

"Give me some time, will you?" His pleading gaze suddenly softened Lin Xiaoxi's heart. The faint resentment instantly dissipated, leaving behind only a lingering melancholy. Without pulling her hand away, she looked at their tightly clasped hands, and her nose suddenly stung a little. Why had things turned out this way? Even while holding his hand, she still felt so far apart from him?

Amid the laughter and play, Qianxing also learned that they still wanted to wait until Nanzhou was completely settled before leaving. After such a long time, too many deep attachments had formed.

Xiao Chu was also overjoyed. Once outside, he picked up Shen Rong and spun her around in circles. Shen Xin had also learned of the matter and intended to come and congratulate Shen Rong, but upon seeing the Crown Princess enter, she immediately withdrew her steps.

Although Cui'er had her doubts, she hurriedly went to pour a cup of tea for Su Wanluo, knelt on the ground, and offered the teacup respectfully with both hands.

Driving on her way home, Fei Lijuan spotted a home-style restaurant that was still open. The incandescent lights inside illuminated the interior as bright as day, and behind the glass walls were clean floors and yellow wooden tables and chairs, exuding a warm dining atmosphere.

How could one describe that feeling? His hand seemed to possess a magical power; wherever it touched, it sent shivers through her blood and soul. She felt both expectant and slightly afraid. Cecil's eyes were as gentle as water, his sharp gaze deeply hidden. His inherently intimidating eyes now held only a profound yearning.

"Long Yi, come in. I have something to assign to you." She transmitted her mental voice to Long Yi.

Yet if she didn't speak, there was still a gun pointed right at her! What should she do? What should she do? What should she do?

Yet under this very oppressive might, the King of the Southern Domain was so frightened that his entire body trembled, unable to utter a single word.

A look of hesitation appeared on the face of the Chiba family guard. Then, catching sight of Ye Chen's icy expression, he hurriedly retreated outside.

Upon seeing that Stone was indeed here, the four police officers could no longer care about anything else and quickly rushed over to him.

With that, Cheng Jinsong nodded at Li Jiayu. Li Jiayu nodded in return, put on his fireproof suit and mask, picked up a lighter, and walked over to a relatively open space nearby.

When Shen Yan woke up, Cheng Jinsong was dozing off beside the hospital bed. In his hazy state, he sensed Shen Yan's hand move within his own—over these past few days, Cheng Jinsong had developed a habit of holding Shen Yan's hand whenever he sat by the bedside, so that the moment Shen Yan woke up, he would immediately know.

Last night, after Lu Qing finished his magic performance, when that beverage can seemed to grow right out of his palm and reappeared in his hand, everyone was stunned.

Amid continuous roaring sounds, an ancient and mighty finger materialized from the void, pressing down directly upon the soaring blade Qi.

Just last night, Dong Hongtao had already called in to report. When Yin Donglong heard that the mission had been botched, he was so angry he nearly overturned the table.

"Keep dreaming! It is impossible for the master to lose to a dog like you!" Blood Spirit yelled out.

After a few months, the martial arts class that originally had several dozen students saw most of them leave, and Lu Qing was one of the few who managed to persist.