Chapter 61: Earning Half an Apartment in a Day
Holding the medicine, Mo Nanyi walked out of the old guard post and indeed saw Liao Hui lying unconscious nearby, hanging on by just a single breath. Upon seeing Mo Nanyi, Liao Hui’s family wept and begged him to save their lives.
Mo Nanyi handed the pill, which he had just purchased for one hundred thousand gold coins, to Liao Hui's family and ordered his guards to escort them away.
Hearing Yun Zhao quote the price of one hundred thousand gold coins, Deputy City Lord Sun felt his overwhelming joy instantly doused as if by a basin of ice water. Yes, he had been far too excited, completely forgetting that—
Unwilling yet expressing profuse gratitude, Nuan Yang stood up, supported on either side by Mama Qi and Mama Xu, who had been waiting nearby. After bidding farewell to Lady Yang, she stumbled out of the rear hall.
After Mo Lin left, Nuan Yang worried on Yue Ge's behalf for a long while before suddenly recalling Mo Lin's warning to her. She immediately turned back to find Mo Yan.
"What if we exchange? And what if we don't?" Noticing the hostility in his tone, Rong Mofeng's voice grew cold as well.
Hearing Rong Mofeng's explanation at this moment, she could hardly believe that such a ruthless and formidable overlord would possess such a meticulous and considerate side, taking the trouble to safeguard her reputation. Filled with a mixture of awe and suspicion, she looked at Rong Mofeng, finding it increasingly difficult to fathom what kind of person he truly was.
Passersby, however, merely glanced at Lady Xue without even pausing, already far too accustomed to such scenes to care.
This time, Han Zixuan's image was utterly ruined, and she was blacklisted by the entire entertainment industry. Despite her desperate efforts to salvage her career by running about everywhere, even the most minor and low-tier entertainment agencies were unwilling to take her in, while Ning Xueluo remained completely unreachable.
Yue Meijiao felt that since Gong Wu had been away for so long, she would be more than happy if the girl never left Qingcheng again; regardless of circumstances, she did not want her child away from her side, and for Bu Sheng to speak like that was simply going against her wishes.
As Nuan Yang walked up to her, she gently squeezed Lan'er's empty palm and encouraged her, "Good Lan'er, do not be afraid; whatever happens, I am here." Hearing these words, Lan'er finally felt a sense of reliance, and her complexion calmed down slightly.
"Brother, this actually depends on Wenwen. Me helping you dig the pond is secondary; the most important things are the jars and the sealed gas-generating equipment, so it all depends on how much of a discount Wenwen is willing to give you." Zhang Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Yang Wenwen.
Fu Xiaoyun quietly appraised the man: clad in a black robe of superior fabric, adorned with hand-stitched dark patterns, he looked regal and extravagant.
Their car was parked in the parking lot. When Liu Jing escorted Gu Qi downstairs, they happened to run into a group of fans waiting on-site.
Ling Xiao had long known that Pei Ruoxue was afraid of the dark, sleeping with the lights on whenever he was not by her side; truly, he had no idea how she had survived these past four years.
She knew her own condition well; to maintain a force matching that of the youth, she had to pour her entire spiritual energy into the sword without reservation.
Since Night Ninghe had spoken to such an extent, Mama Wang had no choice but to obediently dismiss her own schemes.
President Mo had actually been more frantic this time than on all previous occasions combined, directly dropping three billion.
The leading Japanese soldier ran while pulling back the bolt of his rifle, only to see Han Kun arrive before him in an instant. With two successive slashes, he cleaved the soldier—who had not even managed to fire his weapon—into three pieces.
"If he knows these things, perhaps it is redemption; if he does not know, then death is just death, leaving nothing behind except pain." Lin Xiu's expression turned desolate.
Yet what she said was true, and he was indeed such a person. As long as anyone dared to disrespect him or attempted to take his life, he would rather execute a thousand innocents than let a single guilty person escape.
No matter how wonderful a campus belle might be, there always comes a time when men grow tired of them, and Hou Junming had never been a man prone to enduring affection. After just over a year of enjoying such good days, Liu Yingying was ruthlessly abandoned by Hou Junming.
Almost simultaneously with his utterance, an indistinct blur swiftly traced a long, trailing shadow around the mountain peak.
Jing Wuyan slowly released his grip, and Long Qi naturally tumbled onto the rocking chair. The chair rocked back and forth on its own, while Long Qi slumped limply across it as if every bone in his body had melted away.