Volume 1, Chapter 37: A Warning to Her

The night deepened, and the temperature plummeted. A frigid wind howled outside the windows, and soon, a torrential downpour began. Xie Qiqi had been hurried to the ancestral hall without a chance to grab a coat, and before long, she was shivering uncontrollably. Just hold on a little longer, she comforted herself, rubbing her arms; Jiang Xing would surely bring her something to wear soon.

Yuanbao sat in the corner, clutching her knees and weeping silently. Fatigue slowly crept over her body after a long day; her eyelids felt heavy, her stomach growled, and her limbs ached as if she had hauled several carts of bricks—she was exhausted many times over compared to her usual state. If not for the protection of Qin Yuanqi, who in the Qin household would still hold her, the young mistress, in any regard?

Hearing that provocative voice, sharp as if fueled by gunpowder, Wuchen knew exactly who it was without a second thought. Although the villa was vast, if such a bell were to ring in the corridor, someone would certainly hear it.

Pang Ji lowered his body and led the way into the dark entrance. You Xiao, filled with excitement, had long since cast all fear to the winds and ducked in after him. The stone door closed silently behind them, and the rockery returned to its original state.

Later, when his subordinates reported that Duan Linglong had returned to her hometown, he was just about to go after her when an imperial decree arrived from the palace, summoning him to appear before the Emperor immediately.

The man was slender and dressed in a white casual outfit, with a black and white scarf wrapped around his neck, looking quite fashionable.

Qian Jie took out a fragment of the Vivre Card belonging to Tina and the others; it was the ultimate compass, even more convenient than an Eternal Pose.

The moment the great sword flashed into existence, an indescribable sense of foreboding permeated the void. Even before Wuchen made a move, cracks were already beginning to appear in the sky.

Dishes and wine were brought out, and the clinking of glasses filled the air. Those with heavy hearts and those pretending not to be were easily intoxicated; in the end, no one knew who had helped whom back to their rooms.

Pummeling the massive stone gate with blow after blow, the Frost Giant used the most brutal methods to smash it to pieces, revealing General Vettel, whose face was etched with despair.

Looking at the string of unfamiliar digits, I hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to retrieve it and place the call.

I turned to look at Tang Bingyu, knowing she was struggling internally. If a scene were to erupt now, the production crew would likely have new material to exploit.

Her gaze, unfortunately, landed precisely on a certain part of the young master, where things had already returned to their normal state.

I offered a bitter smile again, clenching my fingers tightly as I painfully pondered in my heart how to continue the conversation.

Having been cut off from the outside world for half a year, the two of them had enjoyed their peace, but both were curious about what the situation was like now.

Deep down, I was truly puzzled as to why Zhang Minglang, who previously had such a fixation on emotional purity, seemed not to mind that incident at all. I felt more strongly that he did mind, but his love had simply eclipsed that resentment.

This was a fear I had always harbored; although I would never speak of it in front of Zhou Yaze, it remained a ticking time bomb hidden deep within my heart throughout our relationship.

During that time, I lived a very leisurely life. I worked hard to earn money during the day, and after work, I relaxed to the fullest. Sometimes I would meet up with Xu Xinnuo and a few other friends at a bar, or ask Bian Xu to go for a drive or play ball. Days passed by in the blink of an eye just like that.

As she finished the sentence, her finger was given a light tug—a rewarding hint from Qiu Yihan.

However, the calm here did not last long before a series of deafening roars erupted. Two figures tread upon the void, their faces grim as they unleashed violent attacks, striking the surrounding space with such ferocity that the empty void began to fracture.