Volume One, Chapter 47: The Overbearing CEO’s Battleground

Supervisor Ren's expression looked as though he had swallowed something foul—unable to spit it out or swallow it down. His face was utterly unsightly.

Jiang Yao’s outline—

If you didn’t know better, you’d think she’d written it overnight.

A surge of anger rose within Snake Lord, but with so many people around, he could only suppress it for now.

No, he couldn’t let Wang Zihao tell Xia Nian everything. If Wang Zihao truly knew all, then he would have to make Wang Zihao disappear—erase him completely.

Ken’s hospital could accommodate about thirty inpatients at once, and was severely understaffed. Apart from Ken, there were only two doctors and six nurses.

After Jing Yunxin left, Gu Ruoyu had no heart for work. He returned home, dejected, only to find all the bedding in his bedroom had been changed. He collapsed on the bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, unable to comprehend how things between him and Jing Yunxin had come to this.

That day, Jing Yunxin, bored at home, decided to go out for a walk. She changed into casual clothes, slipped on a pair of flat shoes, and stepped outside.

What an unexpected windfall—he’d never imagined the man kept a mistress. Ha! Now that he had this leverage, wouldn’t the man have to obey if he used it well?

As Li Qiang crossed the threshold of the Purple Cloud Hall, he was taken aback by the sight inside: the vast hall was densely packed with stone pillars, filling every inch of space. It was as if he’d stepped into a forest of stone.

First, he helped his mother upstairs and let her lie down. Then Bai Lengye came downstairs and walked to the car.

The two of them reached the base of the Ferris wheel, where staff were arranging seats and checking safety measures for a group of tourists.

Lately, Burning Sky had contributed greatly to his progress. Against magical beasts, its fighting power was terrifying, saving him from crisis time and again. Without its constant interference today, the woods would never have stopped the dragon’s advance—how else could he have escaped so easily?

Old Duan, leader of the 82mm mortar team, had hidden a mortar on the reverse slope of their position, and, guided by the lookout, had fixed the enemy’s mountain artillery emplacement.

Everyone present was from a wealthy family. The earlier silence had been filled with calculation; now that bidding had begun, the atmosphere was charged with fierce rivalry and swift reversals.

“It’s nothing—let’s sleep.” Leng Yan turned off the bedside lamp and drew her back into his arms.

“Of course you won’t find anything,” an aged voice sounded behind Ryan. He spun around, instantly on his guard.

Ryan nodded with satisfaction. It was clear that Charles had not built such a large business by chance.

“Hee hee, then I’ll leave her to you. Bye-bye.” Ai’er said, casting a meaningful glance at Gong Xuehan before happily gathering her things to leave.

Below, Yang Xiu’s shouts rang out. No one could find Yun Shu, so Yang Xiu began calling loudly.

Naturally, anyone hearing him state his name for the first time would assume he spoke with an accent, his pronunciation odd.

In the next life, he would be with Lan’er—relying on each other, living peacefully and happily, free of strife, generation after generation.

She sighed and looked toward the most prosperous quarter of Great Li. This was the place every citizen of Great Li longed to see. The city was beautiful.

At last, seeing the familiar child sitting on the sofa, Elder Cheng made to approach him with due respect.

I must not lose! a voice echoed in Bai Hao’s heart. This was a wager he had chosen, and he’d even dragged Yun Qianhan into it.