Chapter 57

Ye Miao watched as the doctor cut open Jian Mingjia's bandages. There were still some bloodstains on the innermost layer of gauze. Jian Mingjia gently furrowed her brow, sending ripples across the calm lake of her features, and Ye Miao's heart tightened along with it.

Kurosaki Ichigo rushed over and looked closely, seeing that the other person was bruised and battered beyond recognition. He was instantly filled with shock and anger.

She closed her eyes and snuggled into his embrace. She thought to herself that the next time she brought this up with him, she must start on the right foot and change her way of communicating. As she thought about it, she drifted off to sleep.

"Do you think Huo Ning's words are reliable?" he asked. Mentioning Huo Ning made his expression turn somewhat unsightly—not only toward her, but also out of dissatisfaction with Ye Jingheng. After all, this disaster named Huo Ning was brought about by this devastatingly handsome man.

Zaraki Kenpachi was overcome with fury. The spiritual pressure within his body surged frantically like a gushing geyser, gathering entirely on the surface of his skin. To the naked eye, it looked like a raging, burning golden flame, terrifying to the extreme.

A Sheng maintained a deadpan expression as she watched this pair of parents make a fuss, still immersed in the frustration of her failed attempt to jump out of the moving car.

Even if he noticed it, he would usually turn a blind eye. But now that it was affecting other people, he simply could not let it slide.

Finally, on the wide road opposite the hotel, Yu You caught sight of the Bentley that had dropped her off in the morning.

Since the camera itself would not show any abnormal reactions, let alone ordinary people, even someone proficient in computers would not discover that the computer had been compromised at that moment.

Unlike Qi Zaitian and Luo Huainan, Lin Fengyu did not call to ask roundabout questions concerning their affairs. Lin Fengyu said nothing of the sort; after exchanging a few words, he hung up the phone and simply urged her to get a good night's sleep.

"By the way, what are your actual plans regarding Zhang Qiushi? Do you want me to help you look into his background?" Wu Zhengliang asked.

The venue was in a state of uproarious commotion. Long before the bidding meeting even began, almost no one could have anticipated that the ultimate winner would actually be the Macau Tycoon Gaming Company.

A flash of intense light caught Xia Shaoyu's attention. A car had finally arrived; due to the glare of the reflection, she could not make out what kind of vehicle was speeding toward her, but judging from the distance of the headlights, she vaguely guessed it was a large transport truck.

On the wall behind them, a massive black hole gradually formed, and two men in black wearing sunglasses emerged from it, escorting another man.

The director's father had suffered a fall earlier in the first half of the year due to his advanced age, resulting in a broken leg and a head collision that caused a concussion. To this day, he remained bedridden and unable to care for himself, suffering additionally from intermittent epilepsy caused by the head injury.

"Really?" Xia Shaoyu felt a wave of relief wash over her, a rare, genuine smile appearing on her face. Yet, upon remembering the gloomy shadow from just moments before, her heart sank abruptly once again. She needed to go back and prepare thoroughly; a tough battle awaited her in Macau.

To put it extensively, and to be blunt, a supermarket is a melting pot that sells everything. However, products are not just piled up randomly; how to lay out the floor plan and how to place items actually require meticulous design.

Although Wen Feng's sprained ankle caused her some pain, it allowed Luo Potian to support her. In all the years she had known him, she had rarely had the chance to get this close to him. A wave of quiet joy washed over her, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

She grabbed a woolen coat and put on a pair of flat shoes. Descending the steps, she climbed into the back seat and half-reclined, looking completely at ease.

What seemed truly incredible was that beneath such a style, it was designed to be exceptionally elegant and graceful, blending seamlessly with the playful touch on top without the slightest sense of incongruity.

Qiu Yehyun's face instantly flushed crimson. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to steady his excited emotions. He bowed respectfully before stepping inside.

Wang Taika checked the time, used the in-car television to switch to a channel, and shortly after, the weather forecast began to broadcast on the screen.

The sudden mutation that occurred on the battleground was miraculously reversed by Town, forcefully pulling the situation back into a state of stalemate.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was leisurely taking a post-meal stroll, and after walking only a few steps, he received a phone call.

Amidst everyone's astonishment at Li Yuntian's words, Mo Yingzi had already dropped to his knees before Li Yuntian with an expression of intense agitation.

Judging by this psychology, Taeyeon should have let go immediately. Yet, a bizarre thing happened: Taeyeon did not let go, but instead tightened her grip.

For a time, screams and curses rang out continuously. Flashes of white light flickered, and one could safely guess that far fewer players died at the hands of Ye Zheng than those who perished at the hands of their "own people."

During the skirmish with Duan Zhengming, Ai Feng discovered that Duan Zhengming's body seemed to have some hidden ailments. Consequently, in the midst of fighting him, Ai Feng expended three energy points to help Duan Zhengming resolve those hidden issues.

"Eat a little less; don't get fat. I still prefer someone handsome; if you put on weight, don't blame me for having a change of heart." Taeyeon ate a piece of kimchi and issued a vague warning.

Prompted by these words, everyone looked toward Li Muer once more. She was methodically shoveling food into her mouth, maintaining an air of complete detachment from the world outside.

After that, Zhang Chen basically focused on only two things every day: one was going to the hospital to accompany Bai Sihan, and the other was staying at home with his parents. Although certain company matters still required him, he mostly just provided ideas and guidance.

I was a bit hesitant at first, but considering that Mr. Li invited me to give it a try, perhaps I really could pull it off.

There were people at home, but smoking was still something best done outside. Although, given everyone's physical constitution, this small amount of nicotine and tar could not actually impair their health.

It was even quite likely that the Blood Dome and its previous master were one and the same, much like a mother-child entity. Once the Blood Dome recovered, the former master would recover as well; while the Blood Dome had previously been a barren wasteland, the former master had remained unconscious.

Lindy had been silently contemplating the matter all along, but the uncertainty surrounding the data and the test subjects made all these reflections appear far too superficial, and he still had no way of knowing whether they were actually correct.

Fortunately, he did not reside in the Prince Jing's Mansion in the first place. As long as Prince Jing did not come looking for him, with the capabilities of Xiao Jing and the others, detaining him and conducting an interrogation without anyone noticing should be well within their reach.

However, it had already reached the final stages; with just over a month left, construction would be fully completed.

Once Gao Xun had the opportunity to break into Hollywood, FNC might just surpass the other three major entertainment agencies to become the newest star-making factory and South Korea's most representative entertainment company. That goal was not far away; all they needed to do was move forward alongside Gao Xun.

To know your enemy and yourself is to be invincible in a hundred battles. Even if you want to pry into another person's thoughts, you must first know who the other person is, right? Otherwise, how could you converse and elicit information?

"May I ask why, since the contract was drafted long ago, it was never signed?" Zhang Fan asked.