Chapter 37: Crocodile Tears
Qin Lang had discovered the irregularities at Renya Hospital back then; it was his attempt to expose the hospital's secrets that drew their attention to him.
Yu Xiangsi detested these emotions. If Qin Lang hadn’t meddled in affairs that weren't his, none of this would have happened. Yet, she knew that was simply who Qin Lang was—kind-hearted and gentle, even though fate had treated him poorly. He clearly...
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Xiao Chenghai clutched his cheek, intending to defend himself, but upon seeing his father’s livid expression, he was seized by fear and clamped his mouth shut.
"I want that esper named Ye Feng captured alive; I must interrogate him personally," Zhang Tianlong sneered.
The only humble thing Shen Muhan had ever done in her life was to fall in love with Gu Wangchen. Apart from that, she was arrogant beyond compare.
At first, Li Lei managed to put up some resistance, but soon he was reduced to a passive punching bag, losing two of his front teeth in the process.
A cold wind gusted in, making him shiver. He tossed the script back to where it lay and walked toward the still-open wooden window, letting the wind and rain lash against him. He needed to calm down; only with a clear head could he regain the rhythm of the film in his mind.
Surrounding the snow lotus were hundreds of snow leopards, their eyes gleaming with predatory intent, while the group of them were nothing but ordinary mortals.
As the seven-colored mist completely vacated the golden orb, the wisps of worldly energy surrounding the dantian surged instantly into that golden sphere.
Because these villagers were new to the work and most of them understood nothing, they had to come to Ye Feng for everything.
Yet, to their absolute despair, none of the world’s renowned physicians could even diagnose Nannan’s condition, let alone cure her.
Philanthropist Yao wanted to invite Yun Xiao and Ruoxi to stay for a meal, but the two politely declined, citing urgent matters.
However, Bo Yi knew very clearly that the Soviets would never be that generous. The reason was simple: the conditions they proposed to the Baiyun Factory betrayed their true intentions.
After walking for a while, Shan Liancheng stopped. With a creaking sound, like heavy stone grinding against stone, she was hoisted into what appeared to be a cave, and a wave of heat immediately washed over her.
Since the conversation had reached this point, Yun Qixi felt she could take the opportunity to ask Shan Ye to call off the marriage.
Though Shan Liancheng was inwardly anxious, seeing her insistence, he had no choice but to comply and lie down beside her.
In the past, he had always smiled with gentle reserve. Yun Qixi had never heard him laugh so heartily, and she felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Before Bo Yi could finish his sentence, Tang Jixian hurriedly waved his hand. Though straightforward, he was no fool. Being able to execute a secret mission under the direct leadership of the General Logistics Department meant that even if he had to suffer a few grievances now, his future would be bright. If he were transferred away, it might seem fine at first, but...
"Mrs. Qiao, aren't you afraid your man might be snatched away?" Qiao Hanye watched her carefree attitude, surprised by her complete lack of worry, and called out to her retreating figure.
The common people had no say in who sat upon the throne. In their hearts, because some of Shan Liancheng's policies after ascending the throne were beneficial to them, he was a good emperor.
Yang Yang opened the door. To be honest, his home was different from what Yue Ming had imagined. In Yue Ming's mind, the home of a recluse must be a pigsty, but Yang Yang’s was not. Not only was the furniture arranged in an orderly, methodical fashion, but the floors were also kept spotless.
Every one of his tentacles thrashed, snatching up Chaos Gods from the void as food. He treated these Chaos Gods, who were similar to Wang Ming, as mere grasshoppers, fiercely plucking them from the void. No matter how violently they struggled, self-destructed, or ignited, they could not break free from those eternal claws.
Wang Yonghao looked up at the sky and chuckled, his expression growing increasingly excited, so much so that his entire body trembled slightly.