Chapter 40: Perfection [Diamond Bonus Chapter]

The executive’s hand slid down from Si Yao’s shoulder to her waist, pulling her closer.

In the next instant, Si Yao’s expression changed; the sultry glint in her eyes was replaced by the sharp chill of a drawn blade. The scarlet cigarette between her lips, leaning forward slightly, she exhaled the smoke directly into the man’s face.

Then, without hesitation, Si Yao grabbed the ashtray she had already set her sights on and smashed it at his face, right where the cigarette had burned him.

…

“Then, if he isn’t happy with me, would you keep hitting him until he’s happy?” Si Yan gazed at him quietly, her clear eyes brimming with deep sorrow and grievance.

It must be said that, whether in temperament or courage, Qin Fengyi truly took after her mother.

Yongan Department Store was a renowned establishment; Ye Chu frequented it and knew the layout intimately. They entered the largest clothing boutique there.

As for the remaining three—Zheng, He, and Kang—none of them were willing to leave. After all, at the Governor’s residence, meals were provided, and their families were affluent and generous with tips, so their fare was even more sumptuous than usual.

Ye Chu understood her aunt’s affection and intentions. When Chen Xiyuan slandered her, it was her aunt and Ye Yixiu who sought justice on her behalf.

“Before I finish work, I—I’d like to bring you the first draft for review. If there are no problems, we can schedule publication for Monday.” Si Yan’s heart was uneasy, but she forced herself to speak in one breath.

Emperor Xiping posthumously honored the Duke of Ningguo, both to express his imperial appreciation for loyal ministers and to declare his esteem for virtuous talent to the rest of the court.

Tang Rui was indifferent to all of this, but someone called him out. The male classmates winked at him, as if congratulating him on his “good fortune.”

Because the crowd was so large and the shop was cramped, they feared the flowers on display might be trampled. They could only allow three customers in at a time. When those three finished shopping, the next three entered, and so on.

Speaking of the Wusong River, it must be properly introduced. Stretching over 250 miles, it originates from Lake Tai, flows through Wujiang, Suzhou, Kunshan, Jiading, then into Songjiang Prefecture, connecting north to the Grand Canal and south to the Huangpu River, finally reaching the East China Sea at Wusongkou.

“There are no high-rise buildings around. If Tang Zhenglong stays in the car and uses the child as a shield, letting a sniper take a shot is far too risky!” Xiao Chongjun had considered many possibilities, but each one was dismissed due to excessive risk.

Xia Mengyan recalled scenes from her childhood television, where ancient sages single-handedly fought off hundreds of thousands of zombies. The thought alone made her heart race with excitement.

However, Chu Tianze had disappeared without a trace for five years. Public discussion about him waned, and his place as the greatest among Yan Prefecture’s four prodigies was taken by others.

The scene of battle shifted back to the moment before he donned his armor; if that was the case, then his suit of armor was rendered meaningless.

Upon hearing the abrupt voice, Clarence’s expression instantly darkened. His entire body tensed, muscles coiling, as he turned toward the source of the sound.

Several beams of red light shot from Han Mingrui’s hands. She flicked her wrists rapidly, true energy surging forth, and the crimson-feathered darts whistled through the air, hurtling toward Chu Tianze with deadly force.

“You’re sure you want this handled officially? Then I’ll notify the Hechuan police immediately…” Deputy Director Wang spoke as he pulled out his phone.

Only when two souls appeared did they confirm the man truly harbored no ulterior motives, and together they headed toward the Rainbow Waterfall.

The thirteen major sects had yet to react, but Chu Feng, Master of Ah Zi, couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Mu Shen said nothing more. Carefully avoiding Shu Mo’s wounds, he lifted her into his arms. As they passed by Mo Ning’er, Shu Mo tugged at Mu Shen’s sleeve.

Lin Xiangfu was twenty-two this year, a recent graduate. She was interning at a multinational corporation—not for lack of money, but rather, her internship salary was meager and she spent recklessly. It was only thanks to Lin Xiangyu’s support that she managed to get by.