Chapter 49: A Visit to the House of Blossoms

"Really? Will the First Madam be able to find these people?"
"You're a fool. Even if the First Madam can't, young General Qiao surely knows, doesn't he?"
He Lingyi had no intention of missing any opportunity to bring her mother and her future "father" together. She had no idea how long she would be able to stay, but she needed to make progress day by day for as long as she remained.
At present, her mother harbored nothing more than a "brotherly camaraderie" toward this prospective husband of hers, showing not the slightest trace of romantic affection.
Knowing she could not refuse his kindness, she could only use this method to alleviate her own psychological burden. Yet, the moment she finished speaking, she clearly saw a flicker of profound sorrow pass through Lei Luo's eyes. Still, she had to stand her ground where she must; otherwise, she deeply feared that one day they might not even be able to remain friends.
He was simply that kind of man who gave his passion without his heart—one second he would be entwining himself with her in tender intimacy, and the next he could turn utterly cold.
He even deliberately put heavy emphasis on the word "subordinate." Ye Yongqing suddenly realized that letting him stay by her side was a fundamental mistake; Gu Chenming was clearly like an unpredictable bomb, liable to explode at any moment, and she would undoubtedly be the first to sacrifice her life when that time came.
Even when cultivators walked, they would regulate their strength so as not to make a sound, which only piqued Bailian's curiosity even more.
To begin with, the fact that Gu Chenxiu could take over the entire Gu family right after returning and continuously drive up the company's value was ample proof of his capability and methods.
Shi Haodong looked ahead at the opulent Grand Rich Nightclub, his gaze as calm and placid as an ancient, unrippled well.
The mere thought that the moment he loosened his grip, Lu Hanguo would leave him compelled Song Qingran to pull Lu Hanguo into an even tighter embrace.
Suqi brought over some wine, which smelled like an exceptionally fine vintage. Too gentle to touch it, Xuanyuan Jing simply started drinking with Xiao Jingtang.
"Qifan, where is my dad?" Her voice was cold and crisp, like pearls dropping onto a jade plate.
Everyone gazed at the ferocious collision. After a moment, as the storm dissipated, they saw the two figures standing tall against the sky, both immovable as solid rock.
Zhang Xiaoye, a former mercenary, was vicious, ruthless, and extremely cold-blooded. After years of struggling and striving, he had carved out his own sphere of influence in Ming City, operating seamlessly in both the underworld and the upper echelons, currently with a completely clean criminal record in the country, posing as a righteous figure.
"Who's playing with you?" Hearing Xinqiu say that, Yu Guobei and the others guessed that Xinqiu had misunderstood their laughter.
Yet these were still not the most extraordinary things. The two most astonishing points were Wittgenstein's field-of-view sharing ability and the research and development of humanoid mechas.
Upon hearing that Luoyang was going to take them to a resort for a getaway, the beauties, unaware of the background, grew exceptionally excited.
The youth in the blood-red armor was flying frantically in escape, while the ancient mysterious rune diagram had descended to a height of merely one million kilometers from the ground. Such a low altitude made high flight impossible. The giant stone hands within the earth's fissures could easily envelop the blood-red-armored youth the moment they emerged.
"That's right, it's me. After all these years, I am truly delighted to see the two elders still alive and well," Yun Yan said faintly.
"Cut the crap! If you have the guts, come and catch me!" Xu Fei'ue hooked his finger, his eyes filled with a provocative gaze.
Zhou Hongyi was sent flying backward, his bones and meridians clattering incessantly as he suffered severe injuries on the spot, his aura plunging to the absolute abyss of weakness.
Fortunately, no one called the police, and no real officers came. In truth, this was simple enough; the school administration was bound to suppress the matter. Whenever such incidents occurred on campus, they were handled internally as much as possible, as letting word get out would severely damage the university's reputation.
"Is it difficult? We must rise to the challenge anyway, otherwise it will be hard for us to improve," Jiang Xiao said.
"To be married off to Yanghe? Although it's not far, visiting each other won't be as frequent in the future," Lu Qingyi sighed.