Volume 1, Chapter 51: Meeting Again

Because the brother and sister left a note explaining their reason for running away, Dong Ercheng spent last night sleeping at Aunt Hong's place.

After drinking with Ninth Aunt all night, he went to work before the alcohol had even worn off.

Once she had recovered a bit of her strength, Yu Jingqian slowly sat up, got dressed, channeled her inner energy, and performed some self-healing.

So Uncle Wan was an orphan... However, speaking of acquaintances, Tilla was reminded of her very first meeting with Dean and Phyllis in the royal palace, where the former had mentioned the close relationship between his mother and Wan, as well as the striking resemblance between herself and Wan in certain aspects.

During her time outside the palace, Shen Qionglian felt her life was quite blissful. Aside from her husband's fondness for women—or rather, his lustful nature—she could not find a single thing to complain about.

Even among pest control companies in many mainland regions of later generations, very few managed to secure stable, long-term clients; most operated on a hit-and-run basis, constantly moving from place to place.

Before meeting her, the Main God had never been in a relationship. He was extremely arrogant back then, looking down on everyone. But the moment he met her, it was as if he had finally found a missing part of his own soul—he grabbed hold of her tightly and never let go again.

Combined with some food expenses, his net earnings for the past month came to roughly two hundred yuan. It was not a huge sum, but neither was it a pittance.

Finally, after a long and patient wait coupled with unremitting efforts, the elderly Madam Zheng became pregnant once more and gave birth to the future Marquis Zheng, which gradually solidified her standing.

At this, the rescue workers on the opposite side drew a bit closer. He would never have imagined that Ye Cheng was a doctor who carried a knife, yet what on earth was he wandering around the streets for at such a late hour?

Seeing Ye Cheng handle the procedure up to this point, the nurse dared not make a move either. She could only check the nearby electrocardiogram and other instruments, monitoring the data on the screen and recording its fluctuations.

Around two or three in the morning, the train attendant woke Xiaoguang up, saying the driver had arrived and asking him to give up his bed for the driver to sleep.

While watching the match, the two of them had been so absorbed in chatting that they completely forgot about the presence of these people.

Tomorrow, when the auspicious star descends into the imperial palace, he will regain his sanity and perhaps even recover his... youthful appearance.

With that, Xiao Ye pulled the long sword from his chest and tossed it to the ground, not a single drop of blood staining his body.

Looking at his behavior, his true colors are now showing like a fox's tail. Asking me to follow him was actually a plot to wipe out Zhou Yang in one fell swoop, but unfortunately, he picked the wrong person.

Although this represented an awakening of public intelligence, and education truly should not advocate the use of violence or corporal punishment, for teachers, disciplining unruly students had become much harder than it used to be.

Thinking of Fu Beizhe's suppression of her maternal family, a surge of hatred welled up inside her, and her voice turned icy.

After a brief moment of reflection, I realized that Zhang Lan must have fled because she received a call from Zhang Yijin and then rushed off to pick me up.

Qi Shanshan, who had been acting like an invisible person on the sidelines for half the day, finally seized the opportunity to score brownie points with Mother Sun. She immediately hurried to Mother Sun's side, reached out to support her, and began to comfort her gently.

Reluctant as they were, the workers had no other choice. Gritting their teeth, they jumped back down and resumed the excavation.

He lay quietly on the white hospital bed, looking frail like a young boy, his sharp edges gone, leaving only gentle eyes.

He had originally thought that others would understand such an explanation, but as things stand, there was never any real standpoint to begin with. I hope we can let go of all this. Although my explanation isn't particularly terrible, who is still going to believe you at this point?

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and immediately afterward, people quickly lined up, gathered the contestants who met the criteria, and began the selection process.