Volume 1, Chapter 53: Picking Up His Own Pillow

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Su Yuan watched Huo Shixu’s subtle expressions cautiously. His face indeed looked grim. He hadn’t reached the point of fully trusting her yet.
“Su Yuan, if I find out you’re lying, I won’t go easy on you.”
“Brother Shixu, if you don’t believe me, you can ask Sister Nan Yi. I’m timid; how could I do something to hurt others? I’ve already tried my best to protect myself... Brother Shixu, this time I’m seriously injured, Auntie over there is probably...”
Huo Shixu said nothing, merely cast a cold glance at him before quickly leaving the hospital room.
On the way home, Huo Shixu remained silent. Jiang Huai wasn’t sure if what Su Yuan said was true. “President Huo, Su…”
A faint, refreshing fragrance emanated from her hair—his usual shampoo, yet today it was unusually soothing. She wore his bathrobe, which made her appear especially alluring now.
Anyway, the general situation was mostly understood, and the initial intentions were agreed upon. His mission was basically accomplished. The remaining issues—price, purchase quantity, delivery time, payment methods—could be left to the professionals to discuss.
“Hold on. You must hold on.” She pressed hard to squeeze out the thick blood from the wound. Seeing it swell and turn purple, without hesitation she lowered her head and sucked the wound with her mouth.
Experienced cyber army leaders and officials familiar with the terrain had studied for a long time but still didn’t know the island’s name, so they named it “Nameless Island.”

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Yang Zhendao’s account was logical, but the Moral Sovereign did not wholly believe it; there were some doubts.
“Let me go!” Jia Qianqian struggled on horseback, but Long Jie only held her tightly without a word.
If not for the sudden snowstorm and the Chu Dihe people, Jin Shunying and his party would have been trapped in the vast white wilderness. Thick snowflakes embraced each other as they fell, launching a relentless surprise attack, surrounding the carriage. Not only was Jin Shunying dumbfounded, but even the two horses pulling the carriage were frightened by the scene.
“Eh? I don’t know who was glaring at her just now, but in such a short time, he’s turned into a good guy?” Siyan teased him.
Although the Tianhai family had weakened, it was still a top-tier force. Before it was replaced as a top sect, did someone want to step on it?
At that moment, other classmates finally heard the commotion and rushed over. Everyone was stunned by the unusual “tug-of-war” scene, then quickly joined the rescue efforts. The shouts grew louder.
Regardless of Liu Cai’er’s intentions, Lin Miaomiao knew nothing. After the excitement of reuniting with old friends subsided, she remembered she was going home tomorrow and seemed to have forgotten to prepare gifts for her family. What to do now?
Originally, if Second Lady Cen hadn’t come in, he was prepared to kneel and beg for Elder Cen to take over An Yan’s care. Now, with Second Young Master Cen willing and Elder Cen agreeable, he no longer needed to lose face by begging and kneeling. After all, they were all getting older and couldn’t afford such antics.
Young Master An San heard those families clamoring for the Cen family to provide two hundred jin of rice, three hundred jin of coarse flour, and two bags of herbs; only then would they allow the Cen family to rent the side yard of the An household for a month. Otherwise, they threatened to drive them out.
This showed that even Grandmasters were not the pinnacle of martial arts, and even among Grandmasters, there seemed to be ranks and distinctions.
Meat dishes at a banquet can also become tiresome, so besides the twelve main dishes, Lin Miaomiao added sour and spicy shredded potatoes, steamed egg custard, stir-fried lettuce, and dry-fried green beans.
It wasn’t far. On the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, the two siblings hired a carriage and arrived in less than half an hour.
Although Haesong and Bo Jin did not disclose the flight itinerary publicly, some resourceful reporters still learned the arrival time, not to mention those stationed at the airport long-term, all waiting for the couple at the center of the scandal to appear.
To prepare for the dinner, the little girl was brought aboard to help, and as for lunch, she had assigned No. 1 to handle it. Since the dinner would start early, lunch could be simple.
“President Lin, if you want to leave with people, you should ask for my consent!” Lin Junrui tugged at Lin Jiandong, trying to stop him from leaving. Several boys were about to step in when Bo Jin’s familiar voice came from outside the door.

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With such demeanor, the Prince of Qin, coupled with the earlier domineering claim of “claiming the land as king,” resembled a snow wolf staking out its territory.
Tao Yao and he slowly walked into the lake pavilion in the rear garden of the Chu family. The place was spacious and open, surrounded by water but sparsely visited. Anyone approaching could be seen from afar, and their words wouldn’t be overheard by others.
The saber-toothed tiger was the highest-level and most powerful wild beast Chen Luo and his companions had encountered since entering the trial ground.
Gu Zhizhou’s spirit pet space was chaotic, filled with various animals, so he failed to notice the presence of stowaways at first.
In front of Su Yucheng, she could do nothing. Seeing their familiarity, she couldn’t expect them to stand up for her.
Tao Yao pondered for a moment before saying solemnly, “Master’s words make sense, but I also know that everyone’s views have reasons and origins. I think Master’s principle of self-preservation probably comes from the deep palace.”
Thinking this, Bai Ran folded and shielded all the cold and sarcastic comments, choosing only to read the constructive advice.
After seeing the ball drop into the net, Bai Ran excitedly ran to the sideline, arms spread wide, welcoming the enthusiastic cheers of the fans.
That term “junior” made Su Qian swallow the words she was about to say and sit there with a grunt, arms crossed.
Ya Yin was somewhat puzzled; searching his memory, he seemed never to have seen any image related to Summer Flower, the Mother of Life.
Everyone’s gaze fell on Luo Yunxi, as if they already regarded her as the family head, waiting for her opinion.
Not only was the messy, troublemaking Daoist dumbfounded, but even Murong Lingfeng and other clan leaders were shocked. They didn’t even know when Gusu City became so powerful. Were they even talking about the same place?