Chapter 52 Covering with a Blanket

More than one assistant in the president’s office noticed the subtle and strange atmosphere between Assistant Lu and President He.
In the past, although Lu Qiuyi was afraid of He Jingyue, her actions always carried a sort of unconscious, almost spoiled casualness.
And towards her, President He seemed much more tolerant than he was with anyone else.
Yet over the past few days, things were visibly different.
Assistant Lu had become exceptionally proactive and well-behaved, while President He treated Assistant Lu with the absolute epitome of strict professionalism.
The speaker spoke without a second thought, but the listener took it to heart; seeing the sorrowful expression etched upon old Yun Zhongzi's weathered face, Wang An furrowed his brows slightly.
Next, Ye Qiu kicked the head of the newly transformed zombie until it burst, and then turned his gaze toward the doctor who had just been scratched. The doctor kept kowtowing to Ye Qiu, obviously hoping that Ye Qiu would spare some more medicine for him.
"Why don't you tell me your story?" Long Mengmeng said while gently touching the tattoos on Yue Tanxi's body.
Zhang Tao reacted at this moment as well. He was already used to it—whenever this "Brother Lin" appeared, he merely changed his clothes, but his appearance and age never changed at all.
Lin Xiaojin paid no attention to this whatsoever; instead, he watched the race driver and Qin Jiaojiao with keen interest.
Xin Qing spoke as if she were narrating a very simple matter, her expression carrying a sense of ease. The knot in her heart had already been untied, and she was no longer willing to torture herself. Xiao Chu was getting married, so what? As long as Xiao Chu still had her in his heart and still loved her, nothing else mattered anymore.
Seeing this, Mo Qing did not panic overly much. At that moment, a golden wooden fish had already materialized before him.
Facing such a situation, "Tycoon He" even had the impulse to dump all his stocks and cash in his existing profits for peace of mind.
Tong Yao was another person who couldn't fall asleep, though the reason for her insomnia was somewhat amusing. From the moment she lay down until now, she had been pondering a single question: Just how did Su Shuang get pregnant?
"I know that, but we have to save people before we leave. I can't just ignore their injuries simply out of fear of pursuers," Ray said to Mike before walking toward the commandos who had just been wounded.
For a moment, Xiao Yunfei's expression became immensely complicated. Facing the cold wind as he stood in the courtyard, gazing up at the dark clouds in the sky, he fell into a deep and profound silence.
Seeing him suddenly raise his head on his own, Swan thought he had been awakened by her call. But before she could recover her wits or react in time, she felt a warmth upon her lips as Gao子玉 (Gao Ziyu) pulled her into a tight embrace.
Two fifty-meter-long black skid marks scarred the asphalt road, accompanied by a thick billow of dark smoke as the luxury car finally ground to a halt. It was safe to assume the tires were on the verge of total destruction.
"You... how dare you look down on me! I..." Chen Zhipong had felt a trace of cowardice in his heart, but hearing Ray's words completely enraged him, and he immediately lunged forward to throw his weight around.
As for the thousand-year-old Spirit-Breaking Tree, it was universally useful for anyone below the Martial Emperor realm. At this thought, Wen Xin couldn't help feeling a surge of burning desire—even though this Spirit-Breaking Tree was not yet a thousand years old, it probably wouldn't take much longer.
Yet for someone who had already died once, while life was certainly precious, death was no longer terrifying.
"Fine, I'll go contact George. No matter what it takes, we must get him to send a helicopter to pick us up," Ray said to Longze Meiji before walking toward the commando carrying the communication radio.
In Duanmu Ying's heart, subduing demons and defending the righteous was her mission, and helping innocent people escape suffering was an unshirkable duty. Yet she had forgotten that not everyone was like her.
If Xiao Yunfei's prestige in the martial arts world had truly reached the point where no one dared oppose him, then this domestic upheaval—which had caught everyone by surprise—would not have occurred. Although the impact was minor, who could guarantee this wasn't a precursor to something worse?