Chapter 83: Marriage [Diamond Bonus Chapter]

Si Yao was momentarily taken aback by his narcissistic words, left somewhat speechless. Xing Jue was indeed handsome—when he dressed meticulously, he exuded the mature charm of an aristocratic young man; when he was careless, he was the kind of striking figure you’d see standing on the street.

“Tell me, am I handsome or not?”

Xing Jue suddenly leaned in close to Si Yao, blinking, his whole face nearly pressed against hers. In that instant, their breaths intertwined…

Ke Junqiao blinked her innocent, large eyes without saying a word. She had actually guessed early on that all this was orchestrated by Ye Yiyi, but in such a public setting, she dared not speak.

While others celebrated wildly after their college entrance exams, Li Yifeng was busy sorting out family matters. His father was an only child, so was he, meaning there were no family disputes. The company’s affairs were temporarily managed by Wu Runshan, whom Li Yifeng trusted completely. His mother was accompanied by Aunt Hua and Wu Xin, which reassured him.

Xuan Shaozhan hurried forward, seeing her pale complexion and shallow breathing, startled: “What happened? Is something wrong?” He quickly pulled her into his arms, reaching to pinch her wrist to check her pulse.

Ye Hanyue wanted to open a new clothing shop, but she had to first break into the market for modern garments. Without funds at hand, she could only consider cooperating with the owner of the Fragrant Garments shop.

Yu Le’ang thought Wu Xin had finally cleared her mood after the storm, but in just a few moments, the sunny skies had turned cloudy again… He became more convinced it was that “lunatic’s” fault, silently sharpening his knife in his heart for the day they would meet.

The second floor dimmed, but the crowd watching the drama still focused on Liang Lexuan and Li Xudong, whispering among themselves.

Revoking the punishment? Not expelled anymore? She hadn’t even had time to beg Chen Zhaojian for help! Was it resolved so easily?

Yan’er’s mother slowly turned at those words, gazing at the well-dressed, impatient man before her. She could hardly believe she had loved him for more than a decade—her face wore a bitter smile and self-mockery.

Upon learning that someone had already been dispatched to fetch the stable’s doctor, Prince Fu’an paid it no further mind and continued on his way.

“Superstition is unreliable.” As Sheng Jing finished speaking, he turned away, and Yu Ya hurriedly followed, linking her arm with his.

Beneath the mithril-base battle armor, You Huanfeng’s face showed satisfaction—he had once taught Duan Yi to always reserve some strength when making a move, and Duan Yi had taken his advice to heart.

Blood trickled down his fingers, slowly flowing into the corpse. The decayed flesh visibly regenerated at an astonishing speed.

Qian Huichuan had previously been the general manager of Huafu Group and was known as the Young Marshal of Huafu. He would now serve as vice president of Slope Group and chairman of Huaxin Financial Holdings.

Shazhu greatly enjoyed Qin Huairu’s pleading look, relishing the sense of brilliance from being able to help her. He grinned and retorted.

So, for the past two days he had kept an eye on Yan Jiecheng, wondering how best to treat his good brother. Yesterday, the opportunity finally presented itself.

Violet thunder clashed with golden thunder, erupting in a violent, explosive roar. The two colors intertwined, lightning tearing through the air.

Liu Guangfu’s situation was worse—his nose was swollen and bruised, blood dripped from his mouth, his body covered in footprints. Even when helped up, he groaned incessantly.

Yuan Guangyao smiled, patting Tang Tianyue’s shoulder, and together they left the dormitory for evening self-study in the classroom.

Gongshu Chou hurriedly ordered his men to prepare the flying machines, ready to escape. He had been swept up in the duel between the Empire and the Yin-Yang Sect, making his situation highly awkward.

Miaoyin, utterly guileless, truly believed Jiang Xiaofeng and Miaoyuan were relatives, so she spoke up for Jiang Xiaofeng.

Of course, the wealthiest elite operated in the Moonstar ecosystem—such as the sole Grand Lord, and the infamous “Sharp Tongue,” renowned as the world master’s first loyal hound, who possessed his own base within Moonstar.

Today, the Elven Royal Court was filled with joy and laughter, bustling as if celebrating a festival. A grand bonfire party was held in the plaza before the court.