Chapter 117: I Dislike Hand-Me-Downs. Please Vote for Diamonds.

Facing Xiao Jiuqian’s sudden confrontation, Cao Mang sneered disdainfully.
“Are you telling me ghost stories here? What underworld, what not? I’m the lord of the heavens myself.”
Xiao Jiuqian’s gaze turned icy cold. “Stop playing dumb; don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Cao Mang’s tone slowed, “Free of charge...?”
Seeing the other’s discomfort as if he had swallowed something foul, Ye Tian felt exceptionally pleased. He stood up and began bustling about with the girls.
Because earlier, he had already received a call from Director Wu, who said the technicians had sent word to prepare for an on-the-spot verification. This clearly meant they intended to sacrifice the pawn to save the king.
He casually hung the towel he’d just used to dry his hair on the chair, then opened QQ to ask Wang Zibo what time they would meet tomorrow.
Despite its grandeur, the Weiyang Palace resembled a colossal beast burning under the scorching sun, sprawling weakly across the vast plains.
Previously, hearing rumors about the Empress Dowager and His Highness, she, like the princess consort, knew His Highness did this deliberately with a scheme in mind. But now that the major situation was settled, how could she continue to stand idly by?
At the rear, the “Sun” and Sang Yu could not withstand this round of attacks from Hong Ying; both were blasted away by the sonic waves.
Not willing to have him linger by her side, Lin Ze assigned him to the Jiaolong Regiment, and Ro Tu was also ordered to join the same unit.
After everyone dispersed, it was already late at night. Zhang Zhao still maintained the house in Shouchun City where Lin Ze resided, cleaning it daily; Lin Ze had his own place to stay.
He had been out for such a short time and hadn’t brought anyone back, so it was clear he hadn’t gone looking for An Qing just now.
Yet at this moment, their fingers intertwined tightly; Gu Yifan’s large hand firmly gripped hers, making it impossible for her to break free.
But business was never that easy. Without connections or capital, the venture remained mediocre, barely sustaining life. Eventually, the local commerce bureau discovered this and required them to apply for a business license, followed by tax registration procedures.
“Excellent marksmanship!” Lei Minxing was the first to applaud enthusiastically, signaling the bodyguards beside him, who then withdrew.
Qixi Festival, an ordinary yet profoundly romantic day, was special for every loving couple. On this day, they could express their love without restraint. For Ye Xiaorou and Li Chunxiao, the most romantic moment was playing with Nian Nian together after dinner.
“Luo Qi, Luo Qi... what’s wrong with you?” Someone shook her gently but urgently, the voice both anxious and tender. Luo Qi suddenly grabbed a pair of warm, gentle hands—like the only straw she could cling to—and held on tightly, waking from her nightmare.
“Just call my name, General Manager Yang. I will devote all my efforts.” Lai Ziming bowed like an ancient scholar, already filled with respect for the enigmatic Yang Ding.
On the way in pursuit, Han Yiqian called Xiao Yan, instructing him to immediately order a citywide lockdown.
After speaking, Nurse Li left as if the ward were a den of wild beasts; she didn’t want to stay a moment longer.
Qing Cang frowned. He also sensed the power of this frenzied energy, but his resolute spirit remained unshaken by it.
Perhaps it was a stroke of telepathy; just as Lin Xiyao thought of Yuan Yuan, her phone rang. Smiling with narrowed eyes, she immediately answered.
“You can’t go out unless you go out with me.” Li Chunxiao sat on the sofa, one arm draped over the backrest, the other resting on his crossed leg, exuding the leisurely charm of a handsome man straight out of a comic.
“Don’t be too angry. We can’t let an outsider ruin our harmony,” Jiang Nan told Madam Zhou. Though uneasy inside, she still believed in Zhou Xun’s character.