Chapter 33: Mature Beyond His Years

"Second Sister-in-law, are you truly Miss Liu from the Prime Minister's residence?" Chu Hanyun asked, looking up with a suddenly solemn expression.

Xia Qiqi was stunned by the question. Why had Chu Hanyun suddenly asked such a thing? Had she accidentally let something slip? Just as she hesitated, not knowing how to respond, Xiao Ai's voice sounded from behind her.

[Meow! Liu Mingyu and His Highness the Prince of Ning met at the spring banquet hosted by the Empress last year.]

By the time Second Master Ma regained his senses, Ye Lengfeng was already standing before him, his right hand gripping the hand holding the gun.

Cao Jixiang shuddered, retreated two steps, and clutched the gold-satin package tightly, cold sweat streaming down his face.

I walked a few steps, my anger gradually subsiding. Fooling around with her was out of the question; the consequences would be unimaginable. Our family relationships would collapse, I wouldn't know how to explain it to Liu Ziling, and I would feel even more ashamed toward Mengmeng.

Fortunately, Li Fuyuan had said it wasn't a bad thing, which finally set Li Futian’s heart at ease. He was filled with pride; Li Feng was truly promising—the village’s first university student and now a leader in bringing prosperity to the village.

"Fengzi, are you sure we're headed the right way? There isn't even a path left here." Guo Zheng looked at the branches and vines blocking their way, feeling skeptical.

Zhang Yan smiled as she spoke. Beside them, Guo Zheng couldn't help himself. Given the way she said it, he wondered if there was some story between Zhang Yan and Li Feng that he didn't know about. Li Feng was speechless; Zhang Yan’s words were indeed quite ambiguous.

Su Changle’s desire was piqued. She smiled and beckoned to Rong Beilan with her finger. Rong Beilan leaned in, and Su Changle quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on tiptoes to kiss his thin lips.

Before long, Hong Lifei received another call from the deputy director of the provincial department in charge of criminal investigation, saying that he would bring a team from the criminal police corps to Jinshui County tomorrow.

At the start, the Grizzlies' defense was incredibly fierce. Huang Yu was tightly marked by Tony Allen and had no good shooting opportunities, so he didn't rush his shots. However, nearly three minutes into the game, neither team had managed to score a field goal, each relying solely on two free throws.

Zhang Lihua said angrily, "Thank you for your kindness, but I’m not going." With that, she walked toward Building 22 on her own.

"Of course, this game just released a mobile client recently, though it only has some simple gameplay..." After Qin Xiong finished speaking, he had no choice but to reveal the hidden game program.

A truly high-quality work can generate substantial royalties in a month, even after it has been completed.

Don't let his seemingly indifferent attitude toward his son fool you; it would be strange if he truly felt no affection at all. The bond between father and son, especially with the tie of blood, is profound, and given that his generation was thin, it had been passed down from father to son for generations.

"Of course. Otherwise, since we have the scent of blood on us and we are the only three living people here, they would definitely chase us relentlessly," Lu Qi replied.

In the end, Geng Jie wrote the blueprint, and two veteran editors with ten years of experience and solid foundational skills optimized it.

Ye Yun adjusted his tone, and in an instant, his phrasing became flawless, subtly and irresistibly enticing the jailer in front of him to nod once more.

However, after thinking about it, Tang San and the others were all wearing masks, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Silly, how could that be? It’s not like we can't go on, and besides, you’re doing great now," Tang Qingya said.

"Gao Jiahe, what are you doing!" Li Xiaoya said, both angry and annoyed, quickly pulling a tissue from her pocket and vigorously wiping her mouth.

"I'm sorry, the flight was delayed. I just landed and I'm heading over right now." At the Haicheng airport, Lu Yiming dragged his luggage while talking on the phone. There was a medical seminar in Haicheng, and Lu Yiming was an invited guest; he had just returned from abroad and hadn't even had time to go home before flying straight to Haicheng.

He didn't want Huangfu Li to have any misunderstandings, nor did he want her to have any messy, unnecessary thoughts.