Volume One, Chapter 38: The Bicycle Is Gone

Hearing what Xu Fanglan said, Wang Fuqiang immediately leaned in closer.
"Mom, are you serious? Do you really have a way?"
Xu Fanglan’s eyes glimmered with calculation and cunning.
"Just wait and see!"
Shen Ruzhi’s reputation was already in tatters. Who would dare approach her now? She would have no choice but to obediently marry her son. Once she entered the family, Xu Fanglan would see just how she could torment her.

As the game ended, Huang Ying put away her phone, flashed a radiant smile, wrapped her arms around Renault’s neck, and asked him coyly.
Suddenly, she lifted her head and locked eyes with Liu Zhuangshi, who was driving, giving him a strange, unsettling smile.
Only then did Liu Shanshan break into a delighted smile, picking up the glass on the table and sitting across from Renault.
Second Uncle was kneeling on the ground, his mouth twitching uncontrollably. Before long, Li Yue withdrew her hand and let out an eerie laugh.
And just at that moment, Su Ming seemed to notice something; his gaze swept toward the left.

This couldn’t help but make Feng Song doubt whether he had the means to pay the full medical expenses. However, afterwards, Feng Song learned that Huan Chenzi was actually the sole heir of the most powerful family in Petroleum City.
Since it was noon, the office was empty except for Chen Yi and Lei Yu.
Hou Junji nodded and led everyone rushing toward Chang’an. Although they called it rushing, in the mud, it was impossible to pick up any speed.
With a gentle press from the opponent, the full moon couldn’t withstand the power of those claws—it shattered into pieces, dissolving into a shower of silvery light.
Chu Yan’s words left everyone present nearly gaping in shock—including Li Long and Zhang Yin.
The old man, whose face had always worn a kindly smile, now lay rigid on the cold ground, the stench of decay rising from his body.
"Yes, President Sun. I’ll arrange it right away," Manager Liu responded, immediately going to find the sales manager to carry out the task.
The land ravaged by the green tide ought to be rich in nutrients. As long as its corruption was purified, the fairies could use their magic to accelerate plant growth, making it habitable again in a short time.
At first glance, it might be hard to distinguish him from the female Dark Elves, but he was indeed a male—the last Dark Elf King.
"I advise you not to throw yourself into the fire. Right now, even Auntie has a heart full of murderous intent toward you," Li Zheyan said coldly to Qian Moxian, offering no comforting platitudes about learning from one’s mistakes. Instead, he laid out the harsh truth, so he would understand just how dire his situation was.

Throughout the ordeal, Hodgson did nothing but wear an unpleasant expression. The Angel’s Feather, which had floated by his side all along, remained unchanged, not returned to its box.
She had no desire to announce the identity of the savior only for everyone to doubt the person’s abilities.
"Isn’t it obvious? This is my office. The guard—he was the first to find the body—his name is Liu Lei. You can ask him whether I was playing mahjong with him at the time," Chen Song retorted, neck stiff with indignation.
Realizing this, everyone gasped, their hearts pounding so loudly they could hear it even as the ground trembled beneath them.
At the center of the three-hundred-square-meter model home, the earth below was crisscrossed with countless thick pipes—like the tangled roots of a giant tree, scattered everywhere, beyond counting.
Avoiding the insect, a quick glance inside the cauldron revealed a blur of flesh and blood—two demons together. Understanding dawned in their hearts.
Jiang Fei grumbled under his breath. The last time he went to Xiangxi, he’d used up all his talismans, so he’d made a few more upon returning—only to exhaust them again this time.
The insect only noticed this one detail, and all its deep disappointment instantly turned into a burning contempt.