Chapter 47: Liang Lei Gets Beaten

“Before, it was always Liang Lei scheming to tarnish your reputation and expose you,” Gu Yan's voice came through the phone, tinged with a barely perceptible anger. “I think this is a perfect opportunity to strike back.”

I fell silent for a moment, my mind swirling with countless thoughts. Strike back? Indeed, I had suffered many injustices, yet...

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“No, I don’t know, as I have never met this person, so I dare not confirm,” the man explained.

However, the content could not be written recklessly. The Ouyang family was indeed impoverished; Ouyang Shuntian had even switched to economy class on commercial flights. But perhaps it would be better to say that Ouyang Shuntian was humble and frugal for the sake of his son’s education, avoiding extravagance and waste.

And what about Han Yang? Gu Qing asked herself. She had kept Han Yang in her heart, so why did Lu Mofeng repeatedly unearth the deepest parts of her soul, only to wound her under the guise of love?

Ye Yifan scanned the room, and upon seeing the man sitting on the sofa with his back to her, he hurriedly stepped forward.

No sooner had she settled into the taxi than her phone rang. She thought it might be Eric calling back, but unfortunately, it was Pei Yong.

Although her popularity had been somewhat affected, overall, it was not disastrous.

Since he was the son of a prominent family, his childhood sweetheart must be someone equally capable.

I rarely interfered with the lower-tier dragon clan living inside the tree trunk. I only advised them to manage the dragon worshippers well and not to exploit them excessively, then return to their quarters. As dragons, their primary duty was to rest well and remain calm.

There wasn’t even a place to sit in the work shed. Gu Qing stood silently for a moment before pushing aside the curtain and stepping out.

Since her return, she had confined herself to her room, unwilling to let anyone see her. If discovered, how could she ever marry Ye Hancheng?

“Of course it’s extraordinary. Only those without flaws, tempered by fate, can become the Heavenly Emperor. Such a sacred position must not be defiled by anyone. Unless truly deserving, I will oppose it to the end,” Mumu said with a distant smile. Matters of the heart were not to be questioned.

Wang An heard Luo Yixuan’s doubtful words and, though he felt that using a stunt double might cause some flaws in the film, he had no choice. If he refused, the CEO would surely have him killed.

“Chen Jie, you said I don’t have any commitments coming up for now?” Luo Yixuan looked at Chen Jie excitedly, almost throwing herself at her, showering her with kisses.

Meanwhile, the elder slowly withdrew his sword, sheathing the Soul Severing Blade.

Mumu cleared his throat. “Perhaps my mother really was a phoenix fairy.” His cool eyes revealed a clear pool deep within, devoid of any extreme emotions, yet a strange nerve seemed to tremble in response.

At that moment, he saw a vaguely familiar yet blurred scene: under a pear blossom tree, pear blossoms danced like snowflakes. A young immortal maiden played the zither and sang, while a man drew his sword and danced. The graceful sword dance accompanied by the melodious zither music floated elegantly—sword petals flying, flowers following butterflies, butterflies intoxicated by the flowers.

“Yes,” the attendant respectfully presented a pouch of money. Previously, noticing that His Highness had no money with him, they wanted to offer it, but did not wish to interrupt his shopping mood, thus delaying until now.

After responding, Yun Xiaoxiao exchanged some parting words of care with Yue Longtian before he left the Yun household with Xiao Shizhong.

Upon hearing this, Yue Longtian and Xiao Feifei were both stirred; if Liu Yuemei hadn’t come to the company, then where had she gone?

The explosion lasted a full two to three minutes, and the blast ring seemed to envelop the entire planet, which had already shattered into countless fragments.

Inside the car, Xiao Feng looked at the silver fox that suddenly found him, his heart naturally filled with curiosity.