Chapter 146: Vilified as a Terrible Screenwriter?!

"Oh, come on, little Fang, don't be so stiff!" Scarcely a day had passed before Zong Zeping had already changed how he addressed Fang Zhiyin.

Fang Zhiyin’s cheeks heated up, and she felt quite embarrassed.

"Director, I'm feeling a bit unwell," Gong Xueming suddenly chimed in, stepping forward to rescue her. "Could Teacher Fang accompany me to see a doctor?"

"What?" Zong Zeping was still somewhat concerned. "Let little Zhang go with you two instead."

Frankly, it didn't matter who accompanied them, as long as she didn't have to wear some kind of bikini or swimsuit.

Fortunately, on the second day, Fang Zhiyin's period arrived, giving her a legitimate, foolproof excuse not to wear a swimsuit or go into the water with the crew.

This particular location scouting trip had already...

Hearing this, Elder Ye finally understood. Since soft tactics hadn't worked, Liang Xiao was now resorting to hardball, already beginning to use such methods to threaten him.

The match was scheduled to start at ten o'clock, but Ge Yutian kept searching around for something. Suddenly, Ge Yutian’s eyes lit up as he spotted Fu Huxing's figure, and he hurried over to greet him. Meanwhile, Chen Langye sat leisurely drinking tea, smiling as he watched Fu Huxing and Ge Yutian.

"Save... save me, Sister Leng," Lei Hanying said through clenched teeth, her voice strained. Falling down there might not lead to an endless abyss, but she certainly wouldn't live to see tomorrow's sun. Plummeting from a hundred-meter-high cliff—the outcome was all too predictable.

Yet Lu An could not fathom it. Even if everyone had seen Jin Ti arguing with her and breaking up, they wouldn't know about her family background in such vivid detail, would they?

Hearing no response, Concubine Riyue buried her face even deeper. I smiled helplessly. Since she refused to get up, there was nothing I could do. I simply took the water and towel brought over by Shishi to wipe her face gently, without changing her clothes, and carried her out just like that.

Princess Jingrou, who had just exchanged a few pleasantries with Zheng Fangfei, readily and properly agreed when Lu Hong came to invite her. Believing she had made a connection with a person of high status after their brief chat, Zheng Fangfei cast aside her previous gloom and eagerly tried to ingratiate herself with the princess.

I looked down. Indeed, it was the magic crystal I had brought, now crafted into a stunning piece of jewelry. The design was exquisite and the styling graceful, the gemstone casting a halo of light in the sunshine, breathtakingly beautiful. It was clear she had put a great deal of thought into it.

At this moment, a crimson leaf, as vibrant as dripping blood and alluringly desolate, swayed gently in the wind, and a few fallen leaves drifted down to the earth on the breeze.

Yu Xiaotian was taken aback. Dropping the arm ring, he raised his hand to parry, but that white shadow passed right through his defense and struck him squarely on the forehead.

Previously, they only knew that Lü Yuze was exceptionally talented at Go, but they had no idea he was this formidable. To actually claim to be the number one player in the world?

After hearing the office door close, Wang Guozhong leaned out, picked up the lab test report on his desk, and examined it closely.

Looking at Xia Chen, Song Xianrou felt her breath grow somewhat shallow for reasons unknown, and the flush on her face deepened noticeably.

The moment Chen Hao clearly saw Xia Chen kick Zhao Hongtao, a sense of foreboding washed over him. Feeling something splatter onto his face, he instinctively reached up to wipe it, then lowered his gaze to look at the bright red stain on his palm before turning to look at Zhao Hongtao’s heavily swollen right cheek and the blood streaming from his nose.

Zi Jingjing loved a good fight, and her greatest fear was having no one to battle. She cared little for having enemies all around; if you were unconvinced, she would simply beat you until you submitted.

With three breaths' worth of time, communicating via spiritual sense was more than enough to exchange hundreds of sentences back and forth effortlessly.

Upon entering the khan's tent, the chieftains took their seats. After everyone had waited quietly for half an hour, the people of the Chahar tribe still had not arrived, causing certain tribal leaders to lose their patience and show their displeasure.

Those able to stand their ground firmly were only the few cultivators whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Liquid Return Realm, yet even they could not help but sway slightly in place.

One could see that the cropped-hair young man's right hand was strikingly covered in a layer of black Qi. This energy appeared exceptionally dense, vaguely forming the shape of a massive tiger's claw.

Goguryeo had coveted the hegemony of Great Xia for many years, planting countless secret agents within its borders. Naturally, they were well aware of such a monumental event as the ascension of a new emperor in Great Xia. Even the news of the Son of Heaven relocating his palace to the Eastern Inner Court and major court affairs being handled by the Princess of Jiangdu had reached Goguryeo's ears some time ago.