Volume One, Chapter 84: One Must Keep Their Eyes Open When Looking for a Partner

"Yes." Huo Mengyi nodded vigorously and chased after them with the clothes in hand.
In the instant she turned, the docility in her eyes vanished completely, replaced by hatred.
"Mom, the wind is strong today. You should wear a coat before going out."
There was a physical education class in the afternoon, but even if Shen Mubai did any exercise, no one in the class was willing to pair up with her.
"Madam, you succeeded!" Butler Yun was overjoyed when he saw Tong Qian brought back, his face full of delight as he asked.
The head of the Zheyang lineage bore the surname Jade; as the master of the Zheyang line, his Taoist title was Zheyang, and people called him Jade Zheyang.
Mo Nan Sheng’s expression remained indifferent, and even when she heard Xu Ning’s words, which bordered on reproach, she showed no displeasure. Her lips pursed tightly, her eyes as cold as a deep pool as she glanced at Xu Ning.
Seeing his ingratiating demeanor, Yun Haotian’s heart softened. Indeed, they were mother and son; their expressions when trying to please others were exactly the same.
Her face stiffened, and then, as if struck by lightning, she hazily realized what it was she had touched.
It was an unknown space—even with the development of interstellar civilization up to now, the secrets of black holes remained elusive.
Some country folk didn’t even consider the matter of certificates when getting married, but by that time, the new nation already had a marriage law, and marriage certificates could be obtained with a simple procedure.
“What good news?” Long Mengdie immediately put down her bowl and moved closer to Wu Yunting, linking arms with her.
The place they were heading to was a famous private resort; it was said that even if one called to make a reservation now, the wait would be several months.
This time, San Ye was determined to build a house all at once; she didn’t want to be troubled by repeated renovations. Thus, she hadn’t spent any of the savings from her online store lately, preparing funds for building the house and other necessary expenses.
As for Gao Qi’s feelings toward San Ye, not only did Father Gao sigh over them, even Old Master Gao lamented: It seems this is truly serious. Otherwise, after so many years, his eldest grandson would not still be so attached, treasuring her like a precious gem now. If this isn’t genuine, what is?
Though her father held considerable status, she rarely enjoyed such privileges. There were plenty of wealthy young men in their circle, but An Ke’er wasn’t impressed by any of them.
Such an analysis thoroughly satisfied Old Master Gao, and fortunately San Ye retained some sense and didn’t reveal everything. Otherwise, Old Master Gao would surely have persisted in questioning her: how could she be certain his eldest grandson was just going through a fleeting passion?
Those left behind weren’t any more at ease, watching anxiously as the exotic aroma of the Flame Fruit began to dissipate and the fruit approached maturity. They could only worry helplessly, not daring to act rashly.
This remark reminded Liu Sheng of the three gloomy years Gao Qi had endured. It was true that Gao Qi had changed greatly in the past two years, becoming much more optimistic and even bantering with her husband occasionally, which softened Liu Sheng once again.
But this only made Liu Xing more curious as to why Matsui Yui wanted so badly to hold the wedding; surely it couldn’t be that she genuinely liked Dogo Eiger.
Liu Xing understood that for a reporter like Sonoda Akari, who was always eager for a big scoop, throwing out a sensational tidbit would be enough to establish a connection with her.
"My intention was simply to prevent my mother from being bored at home, so when I first saw this thing, I thought to get some for her to raise, so she wouldn’t be so lonely. I never expected it would lead to so much trouble." Ouyang Ting Shuang scratched her head; had she known the Butterfly Crystal would be so troublesome, she would never have touched it.
Another batch of pills was ready; all of Bai Bing’s second-grade pills were now of the highest quality, with not a single failed batch and a one hundred percent success rate.