Chapter 52: Deliberation? Butcher Zhang’s Arrangements!

Listening to Old Man Duo, Qin Feng was left completely speechless.

This old fox was practically using him as a personal favor to give away.

Knowing that Old Man Duo was only trying to comfort Zhou Hui, he chose not to say anything further.

"Old Man Duo is right. If the things are gone, we can just buy them again," Qin Feng stepped forward to comfort Zhou Hui.

Liu Lao Si's methods were utterly despicable, almost destroying Zhou Hui's family...

Zhao Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, followed by a faint smile, but the next moment, his figure flashed rapidly toward Hua Yingmei.

There was indeed logic to these words; whether it was Hua Yingmei or Hua Fengyang, if it were either of them, the relationship between the Hua estate and the Zhao estate would be thoroughly broken.

Zhao Ke understood, but because of Song Nan's timely assistance just now, she was endlessly grateful. Moreover, an inexplicable sense of familiarity washed over her, causing her to start muttering continuously.

Chunlan, serving by the Empress's side, though not quite the equal of Qiuchan, was still well-traveled. Yet, when the Zhaoyi curtsied to her first, she was still momentarily stunned.

Should she keep it a secret, or directly bind this family's fate to her own, forcing them to comply? Whichever path she chose, it violated a taboo.

"Jingle!" The bell above the door rang, and a gentlemanly young man walked in, followed by a middle-aged man of about forty or fifty with a sprinkling of white hair, who looked very much like a butler.

Although he had lost the playoff series, Yiyang had to admit that, aside from the games, wonderful things had indeed been happening one after another recently.

Faced with the disdainful gazes of the crowd, Hua Yingmei swaggered proudly, had a wager of one million taels registered against Ye Xiguo, and then strode grandly out of the room.

"You are too modest, Senior. I've really enjoyed all the dramas you've acted in," Yoon Tian-woo said sincerely.

Li Mu, who had spent most of his childhood alongside him, stood off to the side, wiping his forehead in exasperation, which earned him a massive eye-roll from Fatty Zhou.

The moment Da Tian opened the thermal lunch box, the distinctive and overpowering aroma of mutton skewers wafted into the air. He instinctively snapped the lid shut, and before anyone else could react, he grabbed Su Zhaoliu and bolted straight out of the classroom.

At that moment, the corners of my mouth twitched slightly, knowing full well that these fellows were undoubtedly eyeing the contents of my backpack.

"You must be hungry. Shall I boil some noodles for you?" Xiao Yi squatted down in front of the sofa and patted Song Shiwei gently on the head.

The most troublesome fellow seemed to have been resolved, but in reality, that was not the case at all—the truly troublesome one lay elsewhere.

Chu Mi quietly listened to these hypocritical praises, her gaze shifting to a glance not far away, where a pair of cold eyes spotted Shang Sui and Zhou Qian laughing and chatting together.

"Saying thank you again. Never mind, I didn't expect anything in return for saving you this time; just remember my kindness." With that, Xie Lin vaulted into the saddle and rode away.

"I heard from my mom that you were back, so I came over to take a look!" Xiao Ran smiled brilliantly, his eyes sparkling with shifting brilliance.

Chu Mi poured the precious medicinal soup from the jade bowl entirely into a potted plant. Within seconds, the already yellowish leaves withered a fraction more instantly.

He hadn't mentioned that his first wife suffered from a mental disorder, screaming at anyone she laid eyes on, and was now locked away at home, too afraid to venture outside.

Furthermore, Buddhism forbade taking life and eating meat. His Majesty had thus issued an imperial decree prohibiting everyone from consuming meat or hunting fish and shrimp.

The most pitiful ones were those innocent tropical fish. One second they were swimming carefree in the water, and the next, they found themselves inexplicably transported to land. Deprived of water's sustenance, they could only lie between the floorboards and fine sand, their gleaming bodies twitching resentfully a few times before their gills fluttered pitifully in a gasping, desperate struggle for breath.

"Brother Fan, I've moved everything into the courtyard next door!" Chu Pengtian reported to Liao Fan. The courtyard next to the school was precisely Liu Deyun and his companions' dormitory.

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