Chapter 32: Correct
In late spring, Xu Yu wore a light jacket, the buttons left undone, allowing Shen Xianglian to easily tug it off. Just below her collarbone, close to her chest, a vivid red mark wound its way upward—a deliberate trace left by Shen Liangyan. She had always kept it carefully hidden, never giving Wen Han or Shen Xianglian a chance to notice, but this time, it was too late to conceal it.
“So it turns out, sister, it’s not that you’re incapable, just that your heart isn’t fully invested in Shen—”
At that moment, Meng Xin and the other six huddled together, sobbing in a tangled group, the scene a strange mix of heartbreak and poignancy. The players on both sides were bewildered, each wondering if Aimudula and Sainaim had been driven insane by the trauma of having their files erased.
“Qiao Xia, don’t be ungrateful! Five million—do you really think you’re worth that much? Now that you’re out, why pretend to be so high and mighty?” The manager of ZK Jewelry shouted. He’d seen this kind of situation before. As long as someone could pay, no one would refuse, and even if they did, he had his ways.
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling answered respectfully, then stepped aside together, taking the medicine Wei Zhenzhen handed over and tending to each other’s wounds with practiced ease.
“It’s not being paranoid—it’s underestimating Qiao Xia’s generosity!” Sun Xiao said with a hearty laugh.
However, Ye Feng’s expression remained utterly calm, not the slightest ripple crossing his face. Seeing this, Shi Qingxuan felt a surge of unease in her heart, though she couldn’t quite grasp its source.
As he felt the wind of the claw strike descending upon him, Ye Feng’s pale face lost its final traces of color. Never had he come so close to death as now. At this moment, there was nothing he could do to block Xiao Yuanshan’s attack. With a sigh, he finally closed his eyes.
“Zuoyan, I have some matters to attend to and need to leave first. Do you need me to take you home?” Ye Kaicheng approached Xu Zuoyan and spoke.
All he could do was fix his gaze on Li Chenghuan—Leader Li, even though we’re not that close, surely you can see the sincerity in my eyes, this desperate determination to perish together with this monster?
The old madam, both furious and anxious, questioned Yuan Yuan about what had happened, and Yuan Yuan recounted what she remembered before she lost consciousness.
It was already autumn. Ji Liunian wore a loose black knit sweater, her figure slender and tall. She stared blankly at the Ji family’s departing car, her heart aching with sorrow.
Although Zhao Shu was a prisoner, he still commanded some respect in the army. Moreover, those under his command did not know what Liu Bei truly intended; for all they knew, Zhao Shu might be reinstated at any time. The officer dared not be negligent, so he said, “Please sit properly, sir,” and ordered the convoy to set off.
Jiang Yi was perfectly aware of Elder Baili’s intentions. Among them, none truly understood medicine, and Pado’s illness seemed urgent. Thus, it was best to agree to let Mr. Baili accompany them.
When Jiang Yi opened his eyes, Elder Baili smiled at him kindly, saying nothing, just beckoning him over. Understanding, Jiang Yi quickly threw off the animal hide covering him and followed Elder Baili’s steps out to the open space beyond the round tent.
Huangfu Jingrou strode gracefully and proudly to the entrance of the Gu residence, but before her look of triumph could last a few seconds, she caught sight of Qingyi—who hadn’t been seen in years and had grown into such a delicate beauty—that she nearly lost her breath from the shock.
“What other entanglements are there?!” Feng snorted, thinking Lin Xiao was trying to change the subject. Even Nan’s face grew unpleasant.
“Indeed,” Jin Ling admitted. For Feng Yuandao, this short gun truly was of little use.
Ming Nan understood Rain Dew was a little embarrassed; after all, their conversation had been overheard by the nurse. That envious look the nurse gave them had not gone unnoticed by either of them.