Chapter Fifty: Accompany Him for a While, Let Him Find Some Healing

“Fang Zhiyin! What are you doing?” Ouyang Junyan was actually a bit angry. “Who told you to come flying over to find me?! Who told you I was in Zhuhai?!”

“None of your business!” Fang Zhiyin’s tone was sharp, though it was full of concern. “Just tell me.”

“I won’t,” he replied coldly. “I told you I’d only be here two days, and there’s still one day left!” With that, he deftly hung up the phone.

Then he switched his phone off.

This guy?!

Fang Zhiyin stared in disbelief at the silent phone, so furious her teeth ached.

On the second day in Zhuhai, Ouyang Junyan bought tickets to Ocean World first thing in the morning.

He only knew that Ocean World was not just famous in Zhuhai, but among the best in the country.

I glanced curiously at Ye Sanqi. Having been by his side for so many days, how did I never notice he was hiding things up his sleeve?

She was determined about Zhou Shengluo; now that she was of age, registering their marriage was simply a matter of procedure.

Amuro Tou glanced at the rearview mirror. The black car that had been pursuing him relentlessly had vanished completely from sight. Unwilling to accept it, he struck the steering wheel, producing a loud honk.

Looking through the window at Zhou Shixun, a sudden sense of grievance washed over her. Holding the cart’s handle, eyes rimmed red, she gazed at Zhou Shixun.

A trial of such importance could never be left entirely to the attorneys; husband and wife would never simply hand everything over and ignore it.

She was strong, and the two boys weren’t on guard, so they were pushed right onto their backs, sitting on the ground.

Among the vehicles below, the officers of the First Investigation Division, unaware that disaster was imminent, were still discussing newly received information.

Thus, Xingzhu City adopted the same strategy as other cities: ensuring no accidents within the city, while leaving the outskirts to the Investigators’ Association or the Bureau of Environmental Management, at least to guarantee clear roads.

“What do you want?” Qin Mingxian stared at her phone, as if ready to snatch it at any moment.

It was clearly just an eye, but Li Ming saw a trace of mockery in that enormous gaze.

Under Lu Mingfei’s control, the heavy motorcycle behaved like a docile lamb, finally coming to a gentle stop just before colliding with a luxury car.

As for Shen Wu, he probably didn’t think much of her either; perhaps he harbored a sense of pride, believing she should be grateful for his attempt to save her.

It was this old man who had volunteered to lead an expedition into the dungeon, solemnly promising great rewards. And now? Where was he?

The chief steward held a short dagger in his hand, while the gatekeeper gripped a brick. Eyes wide, they dared not doze, keeping constant watch on the entrance.

She knew His Majesty valued heirs. This was her first time sending someone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to summon him; he would surely grant her face.

Li Chengqian didn’t need to resort to bloodshed to secure his position just yet. Better to let someone else trigger this bomb from a distance.

Min Xizhen finally understood, otherwise she would have suspected Lin Weize had some other motive for making such a fuss.

Psychologically, Gu Xirong was still willing to work with Gu Xiling; otherwise, she wouldn’t have sought her out immediately upon returning to the capital.

The Crown Prince had finally stabilized his reputation with the court and public. If he angered His Majesty now, even a single change in stance could collapse the goodwill the Eastern Palace had painstakingly regained.

Su Can had never been like this before; being overweight, she rarely went out, and her face went unwashed for years, often the subject of gossip behind her back.

Xinyue led Muxue around for a while longer, then, upon hearing the auction was about to begin, they sat together and waited.

“My memory has recovered a bit. I remembered some things—it should be food,” Bai Shu said to the old priest before him, pretending to be mystical, putting on an air of immortal wisdom, unaware that such pretense only stirred Tu’s murderous intent.

Chu Fu was instantly stunned. Among them were CEOs of various conglomerates, and two high-ranking executives from the company.

Su Linghan’s knees buckled, and she staggered back a few steps. The color drained from her exquisite, lovely face.

His belly felt heavy; Gu Huaijing looked down and found his stomach round and taut, like a balloon.