Volume One, Chapter 78: The Off-road Motorcycle Design Blueprint

A rare sense of calm settled in her heart, and Jiang Yingli had to admit that she truly relished this moment.

She had firmly secured her position as the matriarch of the Chu family; as for those frivolous women outside, she paid them no mind at all.

The third time, when Shen Qing awoke with a start, craning her neck for a quick glance, she saw Gu Duo curled up in his chair, engaged in something unknown.

His head was wrapped in gauze, his face deathly pale—a stark contrast to the usually spirited Shen Qing.

Whenever I lied, my face remained steady, never flushing, for fear of tarnishing the image I held in Zhang Li’s eyes.

Lu Zheng reached out to tickle Yuan Si, who deftly dodged; caught off guard, Lu Zheng slipped and tumbled right onto Xie Huaichu.

I've already given notice to Li Zhiming; if anything happens, go straight to him. If he’s of no help, then simply stall for time on my behalf.

“All right, stop taking your blessings for granted. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is in Goguryeo? No matter how skilled you are, once the arrows fly in battle, death comes in a heartbeat.”

Xu Zhinian recalled the words his boss had thrown at him last night, and anxiety welled up inside him—not just for himself, but for Xu Nanxing as well.

After Li Shen finished speaking, Li Shimin fell into deep thought. If that were the case, then the grain yield of Great Tang would more than double.

According to rural customs, corpses must not be cremated. Funerals in summer must be held promptly to prevent the body from decomposing.

It turned out that Tang Jing had planned a barbecue party, but Tang Jue thought it too informal and decided to call it off.

Yan Naonao hesitated for a moment, then confided in Lu Junkai about the other matter Ning Weibai had mentioned to her today.

Early in the morning, she watched as her grandmother, despite poor eyesight, skillfully busied herself inside and out. The old, stooped figure seemed to possess inexhaustible strength. She realized that some of that tenacity must run in her own veins, just as her grandmother always said: life must go on, and the wheel of living would forever roll forward.

Rather than being dragged out, it was wiser to retreat on her own terms. Although Ou Qiushan was fuming with rage, she still had enough sense to bow hurriedly before turning to leave in indignation.

This way, she could run the entertainment company under the guise of a man, without anyone recognizing her.

There was no denying that Yu Hanxin was growing more beautiful with each passing day—a fact that caused him constant worry, afraid that one day someone would steal her away.

Di Lige instinctively touched the Mirror of Heaven and Earth resting against his chest, his sharp, hawk-like eyes narrowing.

North of the Yellow River—that was Daomiao’s homeland, wasn’t it? Liu Xia glanced back at Daomiao and, as expected, saw worry written all over her face.

When she first arrived, everything was unfamiliar, but it was this male employee—she knew his surname was Zhang—who had offered her help.

“This contract can only be signed if all three of you give your full and unreserved approval. Should any of you have doubts, it will be impossible to conclude the agreement,” Gong Yuqian considered for a moment, approached Lu Yuyan, and gently tapped her fingertips to the center of Lu Yuyan’s brow.

They had long anticipated that Tang Dongyang held another trump card; his true strength was far from that of an ordinary third-rank Mystic Master.

Moreover, the prohibition against interbreeding between different races was not directed at them alone. Freed from slavery, they were already content to have gained citizenship within the Titanium Empire.

Overhearing the conversation among the three-headed hounds, if the creatures mistook them for humans, perhaps that misunderstanding could be put to use.

Although Zhu Zhaoying’s work uniform hardly accentuated her figure, Zhang Zhiran’s keen eyes still discerned her perfectly proportioned, alluring form.