Chapter 43: True Feelings and False Intentions

When Jiang Zhuo opened her eyes, what came into view was a dilapidated thatched roof.
Her entire body ached with soreness, leaving her devoid of the slightest bit of strength.
The room was filled with the bitter fragrance of decocted medicinal herbs.
Could it be that she had returned to the days of lying in bed battling a prolonged cold in Sichuan?
Jiang Zhuo thought feebly.
Suddenly, a woman exclaimed with enthusiastic warmth, "Oh, gracious heavens! This young lady has finally woken up!"
Following the voice came the sound of hurried footsteps rushing over from outside.
Jiang Zhuo struggled with all her might...

The snow stopped after falling for a full day, and the temperature gradually began to rise. The icicles hanging from the eaves started to drip water droplets continuously as the warmth returned, while the white snow blanketing the tiles slowly melted into water.

Since the contracts were already signed, she might as well honestly work for them, taking on twenty design projects a month.

Within this increasingly blurred and boundaryless conscious space, the memories and dream regressions of the consciousness entity began to warp. In the dreams, there were never any names or code designations, nor were there any specific faces; yet at this moment, Wen Yue clearly heard the other person calling out her "name," while her intense conscious logic fought back with every ounce of strength she had left.

Minglan purposely touched her wrist, and Shen Jiayou hurriedly rolled up her sleeve, only to discover that there were numerous bruises on it as well.

Yuzhu said, "After Chen Mian and the others left, Prince Ankang went to the prefectural government office. The prefectural office invited physicians from all the major medical halls in Qibei, including military doctors from the Qibei garrison, to come over, and the people we arranged also managed to enter the manor."

After all, everyone was well aware of the quality of Chenyuan's products. For all these years while Zhuang Shengrong was in charge, the reputation of the electrical appliances manufactured by the Chenyuan Group had never been anything to boast about.

Every time she returned after settling the accounts with Shopkeeper Gao, Madam Wu would distribute a portion to each of her three sons. Look, right now Madam Feng already had nearly a thousand copper coins saved up in her hands.

Wu Mei'er stared blankly, unable to understand why Chen Ping had not been knocked unconscious by that alluring incense.

Chen Ping's expression also shifted slightly, one of his hands clamping onto Su Meng's wrist before he finally let out a sigh of relief a moment later.

As soon as the fans caught sight of the two of them, the previously relatively quiet scene instantly became boisterous, with everyone eager to crowd close to them.

The Great Elder's voice echoed through the space, making both Xiao Fansheng and Yae Miko's hearts tighten involuntarily.

Qiu Bisheng cast a rather astonished glance at Zhou Huaji. In his heart, he still found it somewhat hard to believe, given that Lin Li had followed Qin Guosheng for so many years after all.

Pei Ying made it a point to remember whatever she heard, and just to be safe, she went to ask Wei Zhang as well. Thus, here is today's supplementary entry on Daying common sense.

Moreover, due to the increased spacing between the lights, the illumination effect was extremely limited. Even during lighting hours, the streets remained dim and murky, entirely incomparable to the brightly lit nights prior to the catastrophe.

Ye Nanzhou did not speak; he merely wore a cold expression, simply unable to comprehend—didn't she like large dolls?

The guests watched the two of them, gradually discovering something amiss between them. Especially Qi Xin, who had not even reached the second floor yet before pressing her entire body thirstily against Gu Yanshen.

Xu Yidong and Lin Manxi found an empty bottle, three unopened beers, and eight cups.

Aside from her own Zhuifeng, she hadn't seen any other animals, encountering only that large, plump, snow-white dog raised by An Nan.

With no new seeds or fruit tree saplings available, Jiang Fei went to the supermarket's fruit and vegetable section and loaded up a basket of fruit.

Jun Jingxuan had been left hanging aside for quite a while. Seeing Qinghe chatting animatedly with Su Mingzhe and the others while paying him no mind whatsoever, Jun Jingxuan could not help feeling a deep regret that he shouldn't have brought his three troublesome friends along. At this moment, seeing Qinghe finally have a free moment, he seized the excuse of wanting to learn how to use the abacus in hopes of recapturing Qinghe's attention.

"It's a rare treat to have a free meal of unpaying boldness; surely you don't want to go back and foolishly pay for it, do you?" Langxie said with a grin, wrapping his arm around Han Ya.

Seeing the romantic feelings budding between the two of them, Shen Yaoxi felt inwardly delighted. As long as Fu Yunxi still held affection for her older brother, she would no longer bully her.