Chapter 87: Why Are You Staring at Us?

The photographer slowly clenched his fists, feeling as though the bones along his spine were soaked through from top to bottom. Wen Han’s serpentlike gaze, however, remained fixed on him.

“Don’t panic. Once the photos are sent out, the money will be wired to you.”

“Boss Wen, you... if you’re going to break the law, don’t drag me into it.”

Wen Han gave a soft laugh.

“Yes.”

Guan Qi and Wuyu hurriedly supported Qi Muyuan into the courtyard, took him to the bedroom, and helped him lie down.

If those words had come from anyone else, Ji Shengcheng would have spat in their face without a second thought. But they had come from his own boss, and after being slapped in the face by that boss time and again before, Ji Shengcheng could not help beginning to doubt himself: had he overlooked something?

There was naturally no need for Chen Geng to deliver the notice to Lu Jun himself; Wang Dazhi was more than enough.

So, if Li Jing was to be cured, his internal organs had to be nourished first. His viscera needed to recover their function before he could take any other medicine.

Chen Geng laughed. As for how Zhang Changmou, the National Automotive Industry Corporation, and the Ministry of Machinery Industry would handle the matter afterward, Chen Geng believed there were always plenty of clever people in this world—and that every country had quite a bit of experience dealing with such things.

Liu Li nodded instinctively, his eyes fixed on Xin’s tall, well-proportioned figure. Had she deliberately switched to the Great Bear constellation? Wasn’t the Great Bear sacred attire the standard gear of close-combat wrestlers?

This “Chess Immortal,” Yi Mingxuan, possessed more than just a talent for playing chess to an almost outrageous degree; he also had another extraordinary gift: he knew how to serve as an official.

His inspection rounds left the candidates all extremely tense. Some went pale and could no longer write a single character; others simply let drops of ink fall onto the paper. Fortunately, all the examinees first drafted on scrap paper before copying onto the actual answer sheets. Otherwise, Zhou Dongping’s passing would have ruined who knew how many futures.

After hesitating several times, Xu Ke finally spoke. The improvement of his inner martial cultivation made him feel that, when he looked at the world again, even his senses had become somewhat different—sharper, more acute.

But this Teacher Huang, who so closely resembled an old cadre, gave Nanfang no sense of personality at all.

“Greetings, Imperial Sister-in-law.” Mu Rongzhi received an unexpected visitor today—Qing Jingyao. After rising early, she had been tending flowers and plants in the courtyard in utter calm, when at some point a voice suddenly appeared behind her. Mu Rongzhi frowned, wondering when on earth this enchantress had come calling.

People coming and going in the Prime Minister’s residence could not help stealing glances toward Yi Han and the others, but constrained by status, they could only guess behind their backs.

Hearing Ai Xiang’er say that, Xie Nianyi and the others could no longer hold back, and so they too picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

Wang Mingdao’s entire body had nearly tipped backward. In a manner that seemed almost to defy the laws of physics, he threw his head back and let out a shrill, ecstatic cry.

As dawn gradually broke, Hua Qingyi opened his eyes and found Ai Xiang’er’s head resting on his shoulder, sleeping soundly. He took off his own outer robe and draped it over her, then looked quietly at Ai Xiang’er’s stunning profile and could not resist pressing a kiss to her forehead.

As for Li Ziyuan’s words that followed, Liu Yanlai, already furious, simply chose to ignore them altogether. At that moment, he had only one impression of Li Ziyuan: this fellow was pure and simple a candied rooster. He came to other people’s place to cause trouble once, and left with a full coat of feathers.

“...”

Lan Youming felt as though he might go mad at any moment. Everything on Kunlun struck him as indescribably bizarre.

As for what had happened between the Kang family and the Lu family, Sun Boyong was delighted and clapped his hands in praise. Now that the two families had developed bad blood, there was no need for them to lift a finger; the Kang family would surely now bear a grudge against the Lu family.