24. Number One at Nine High, S-Class Lockdown

She had always been unimpressed by men who spent their days boasting about their own capabilities and achievements, especially scions of noble families like Murong Xuan.

After Chi Yuanxia agreed to the matter, Xie Xiaoqing did not linger for long and politely took her leave.

Upon hearing Juanzi’s words, Zhang Qianqian finally snapped back to reality. "What is wrong with me today? To think I let him just walk away right before my eyes!" she exclaimed, rushing toward the entrance of the lounge bar.

This wedding photography studio was quite large, offering seventeen or eighteen different outfit changes. I felt like a scarecrow, following the photographer's every command—striking poses and contorting my expressions—finally experiencing the grueling nature of being an actor.

Quan Yinxiang suddenly drove off! It was completely unexpected. The event happened so abruptly that Yuan Zhenxia didn't even have a chance to call out to her. Stunned by the sudden turn of events, he stood frozen, watching the car speed away until it vanished from sight.

She smiled contentedly, secretly fearing that some past flame might show up on her doorstep and cause a scene. Truth be told, he was a decent man; he had kept his head clear back then and avoided the trap of online dating trends.

Just then, two burly men dressed in tight black clothing emerged from the main hall. With grim expressions, they approached Murong Xuan and whispered something into his ear.

The main structure of the Sang Family Fish Restaurant was complete, resembling a Southeast Asian garden-style hotel. Construction was now racing to finish the interior and exterior renovations. Li Ruolin and Sang Mulan had laid claim to a space of about 200 square meters, demanding the lowest possible rent.

It seemed the Balor had an uncanny, almost prophetic intuition for where the Baatezu devil would teleport. No matter where the devil appeared, the moment it manifested, it was met with a streak of fiery red whip.

The nights in the Demon Realm were brighter than in the mortal world. Though the wind was cold and the night chilly, the brilliant starlight cast down was dazzling and mesmerizing.

"Looking for me?" Jia Wanmei shuddered. After she and Jia Lianbi returned, Jia Lianbi had gone into the room with Ziwei, and there had been no sound since. Why was she being called now?

This was not something that could be done. If word reached the capital and fell into the ears of those with ulterior motives, it could become a pretext for attacking Great An.

Zhang Meng sat in the room, sweating for Xia Jingyao. Yet, faced with such tricky and bizarre challenges, Xia Jingyao remained patient, solving them one by one. In the end, he was only allowed to enter the room after singing a nursery rhyme under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Having already settled his company affairs, he no longer needed to go into the office. With his newfound free time, he stayed at the Lian residence to spend time with his family. He loved the two children dearly and never found caring for them to be a burden.

However, in his memories, his relationship with Chu Yulan had truly been less than that of strangers.

A knock came at Duan Yan’s door. To her surprise, the visitor was none other than Qi Sanfan, whom she had assumed had long since departed.

Lost in thought, she watched Chu Yunsheng release the peach blossom in her hand, letting it drift away on the breeze. As it slipped past the hem of her plain white dress, it seemed to lend a touch of spring to her attire, making her appear hauntingly beautiful and moving.

Luan Zhi caught sight of Min Ange and Duoduo approaching against the flow of the crowd. Fearing that the man behind her had accomplices, she signaled to Min Ange with her eyes not to come closer.

"It’s not yet certain who will refuse to let whom go," Xi Jinen said, finally revealing his true colors.

Downstairs, just as Ji Kehan placed his garbage bag into the large bin, he noticed something strange.

The man she addressed was handsome and wore a light gray handmade suit. He was He Hao, the eldest grandson of the He family and its current head.

Since arriving at Qianhe Entertainment, Duan Xinya had changed significantly. While her former innocent nature remained, she now embodied persistence, strength, and an unyielding spirit.

After reading the invitation, Luan Zhi’s expression darkened. She tossed the card onto the table and sank deep into the sofa.

In truth, she was right. Having feelings and trying to cultivate a relationship was far better than going on blind dates or marrying just for the sake of marriage.

He longed to cherish her and wanted her, yet he worried that, in the end, he might not be what she truly desired.

With some people, the weaker you are, the stronger they become! The stronger you are, the weaker they become. Blindly enduring only emboldens others and diminishes your own standing, causing those around you who wish to help to lose confidence.

From now on, he could eat breakfast with his daddy and mommy every day. Just thinking about it made him incredibly excited.

He was indeed just as Ye Jinmu had feared—terrified that in her heart, she still viewed Ye Manjiang as her father.

The warmth on the back of her hand made Ye Wanru blush, yet she did not pull away. She was deeply greedy for the sweetness of this intimate touch and felt incomparably at peace.

Upon hearing of the hardships Ye Jinmu had endured, he was consumed by a tidal wave of fury.

He rode his Thousand-Mile-Wind-Chasing White Dragon Horse, charging into the distance like a bolt of lightning. A thousand iron cavalry followed, their blades sharpened and gleaming, their armor shining brightly, with their own steeds thundering behind.

Liao Xi smiled slightly and shook his head, saying to Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong, "Reply to Cao Cao and tell him I will arrive on time." Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong bowed to Liao Xi and withdrew.