Chapter 70: The Mistress of the Pei Family is Her?

He naturally knew that absolute trust was impossible in the business world, and besides, he had already exercised extraordinary caution.

Yet when Father Qin heard Pei Yunian's "well-intentioned" reminder once more, his face darkened involuntarily.

He narrowed his eyes, gazing at Pei Yunian with a solemn expression, then slowly withdrew his gaze and fell silent.

Despite Pei Yunian's youth...

Crouched beneath the grapevine, the two of them got themselves covered in purple grape juice, turning the whole affair into a contest.

Gu Guoguo blinked her twin pupils, peered into the room with a trace of lingering unease, and reached out her fair hand to touch Shen Jinjun's forehead while he was lost in thought.

The three of them stared at each other in dismay, Aluna utterly incredulous. Hadn't the Jiaozhi tunnels been blown up and destroyed just last night? How could they still dare to launch an attack?

The Uturs could not possibly have received the news that the Baiyue mechas had already broken out of Binhu City and were launching a massive offensive toward Songyan City. At most, awakened in the dead of night from their beds by Blue Hair, Wu Biao, and the others, they had heard a few sketchy rumors with a mixture of doubt and belief.

Zhou Yihan's fate was almost identical to that of Ding Laohu. The Blood Emissary Chifeng did not even deign to give her a direct glance, merely sweeping her with peripheral vision. Immediately, Zhou Yihan felt as though she had been locked in place, directly bound to the side by an inexplicable force.

Originally, the exit of the Immortal Land was guarded by over ten Martial Emperors and two powerhouses who had transcended the Martial Emperor realm. However, just yesterday, Elder Guohuo summoned all the powerhouses, boarded war junks, and ventured directly deep into the Hurricane Rift.

Tang Yun wore an apologetic smile, and owing to Du Run's remark asking whether he was reliable, his smile at that moment carried a hint of bashfulness.

While motioning for Pelagius to display something, Nero spoke in a lingering, shrill tone.

The "second brother" was just about to reveal their true identities when Wendy's "eldest brother" transformed into a dark blur and lunged at him with a roar.

"What you're wearing is no different from wearing nothing at all!" Li MIng stared at the light green underwear, his voice turning husky as he spoke.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Qingyue might have exchanged a few perfunctory words with Lin Zhengjie. But standing outside the cemetery, the mere thought of her mother's death drained away any remaining patience she had for him.

After the ritual was complete, her navel was gone. Until the intestines were opened, there remained a faint black line across her belly, resembling a vertical C-section scar, though far more subtle; with the application of some herbal medicine, it could be perfectly concealed.

At his words, the surrounding crowd fell silent. In fact, many of the students were well aware of the relationship between Lin Wanru and Tang Yi.

He looked at his own fist in disbelief; his iron-hard fist could not withstand even a single blow under the impact of the flying knife.

The next night, just as Xu Lanin had finished washing up and climbed onto the brick bed, she heard the barking of Huazi and the sound of it pecking at the main room door. She got off the bed and opened the door, only to find that Mazi had returned.

Sheng Ran recalled how earlier that day he had wanted to lead a group to accompany Ji Feichen outside, but Ji Feichen had been unwilling to take them. Deeply worried that Ji Feichen might encounter danger out there, he had finally breathed a sigh of relief only after Ji Feichen returned safely.

His punch missed its mark. Then, Sun Weidong transformed his fist into a palm and swept it horizontally. The displaced air rushed against He Yuan's trouser leg, tearing away a piece of fabric.

Ling Yao leisurely sipped her tea, and while attentively watching the pair of siblings, she slowly replied to Rong Qin.

As the Empress of the Human Race, Shangguan Min had naturally weathered great storms, but upon hearing about Gu Yi's brush with the jaws of death, she could not help feeling somewhat sorrowful. Yet she also knew this was the path her child had chosen; she had nothing to say other than to offer her silent support and pray for his safety.

Stepping into the suit shop, they were greeted by a faint fragrance, much like the natural scent of wood, imbuing the entire establishment with an aura of luxury.