Volume 1, Chapter 56: Wife

Zhou Jiu'er glanced at it, locked her phone screen, and couldn't even be bothered to look further.
To think she was out on vacation and yet someone was still sending her work-related messages—how utterly annoying!
Then, a thought crossed her mind, and she opened her chat history with Qinqin.
[Log into my account these next two days and interact in the fan club on my behalf.]
In the beginning, her accounts were entirely managed by the company.
Those top-tier patrons on the leaderboards were all specially tended to through direct messages by the company's operations department staff.
The operations personnel had a standardized set of professional scripts for streamers.
After just a few pleasantries, those big spenders would take the bait and become her die-hard fans.
Sometimes, if these prominent fans hadn't visited her livestream room for a long time, the company's operations staff would even use her account to act in her stead...
"So, this is what celebrating the New Year is like for other people; it's really not all that interesting after all," Dong Yuqing muttered, seemingly out of habit.
Meanwhile, quite a few netizens suddenly popped up, claiming they knew why Lin Wanwan had managed to turn the tables.
She put on her clothes and headed downstairs, initially intending to drive, but after a second thought, she decided against it—could one eat seafood without drinking alcohol? Taking a taxi was much more convenient.
Elder Gu was advanced in years and his eyesight wasn't great. While weeding, he had to peer closely for a moment before daring to pull anything out.
Therefore, there were now only five official team members left on the rubber running track, along with Geng Haoshi, the newly joined substitute.
Zhuang Tao returned home, packed all the cash from his safe into a rolling suitcase, handed the bank cards together with the password over to his mother, and instructed her accordingly.

However, considering that Mu Ge and the others could only develop their careers in the television sector for now, she still decided to film a few more television dramas to help guide them.
"Bro! This time, it's my turn to protect you!" The boss of Huang Shengxiang reached out to grip Zhou Xiao's shoulder, speaking with a solemn expression.
"Alright, stop joking around. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital makes me feel uncomfortable; take me to go see the baby!" Chai Jiayin rubbed her nose and coaxed him coquettishly.
This wait lasted for an entire week. He ate meals at the neighbors' houses and slept in the hallway, and a week later, Roger fell ill with a high fever.
A chill went down my spine. It seemed that he and Luo Nianqing were targeting me. I had always considered myself very low-profile in the village, so when had I ever offended these two siblings? Luo Nianqing targeting me was somewhat understandable, but what was this Luo Hongze's motive? I couldn't figure it out, but I had no choice but to deal with the immediate situation first.
The person who chimed in had also been to the county town, though actually, most of them had only gone during Li Anxi's wedding. Back then, the Li family had invited many people from the village. Although they felt the food was good when they went, it still lacked the freedom of being at home.
In her past life, Du Zhiwei had been married to the Sixth Prince as a secondary consort, and after the Sixth Prince ascended the throne as emperor, she was conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort, holding the phoenix seal of authority. She was a favored and powerful personage indeed.
In Hangzhou, inside a certain hotel room, I paced back and forth, occasionally glancing at the purple jade box placed on the bed, then looking at Luo Qiaoyu who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and finally at Luo Wantian, who was already sprawled out on the sofa.
Song Ersheng glanced at him, asked him to help put away her water buckets and carrying pole, and then hurriedly ran home.
A graceful figure appeared in the mirror, clad in a long red dress. The chest was designed with a slanted crossover lapel, and the wide sleeves made her waist appear impossibly slender, while the sash at her waist perfectly accentuated the length of her lower skirt.
Inside the basement, Ye Xiaolan ran with familiar ease toward the room Mo San usually frequented. Upon opening the door, she saw only dim, flickering lights; the entire morgue was empty, completely devoid of Mo San's presence.
Who would have thought that her apricot-shaped eyes would widen in anger? "Who told you I don't need to stay anymore? My injuries haven't healed yet!" With that, she suddenly darted back into my body.
This soft chanting, resembling profound Buddhist teachings, felt sacred and inviolable in the spacious hall. Xie Hanwei even wanted to immerse herself in it completely, casting aside the loneliness of her long life, casting aside her endless wait, and sinking down and down into it.
Not long after returning to her seat, the opening ceremony concluded. The lights brightened a little more, and the classes began to file out starting from the outermost one. Many children cast their gazes toward Song Ersheng.
Qian Duoduo did not struggle, but this sudden gesture still caused her face to flush crimson with shyness and embarrassment.

The two of them sneaked back to the inn to rest. Although the city gates were still in chaos the next day, they felt not the slightest sign of military mobilization.
Testing talent, isn't it just based on elemental affinity? That being said, when Wen Xin absorbed and refined spiritual energy just now, it was both a reward for passing the Ladder of Refining Divinity and a way to test Wen Xin's elemental affinity through a certain mechanism.
"High Priest, Yan Gan quietly left Blood Dragon Island yesterday and headed for Blood Dragon City!" Suddenly, a weird figure clad in black appeared beside the High Priest. The entire head of this figure was concealed beneath a massive hood, making it impossible to see their face, and their voice was extremely hoarse and bizarre.
"You may all do as you please!" Nantian said casually with a wave of his right hand. With those words, he turned and strolled forward at will, leading Wen Xin and the others.
Ji Fengyu said, "Even so, your father and I are of the same generation, so you should still call me Uncle Ji."
Old Monster Xie swung his sword directly toward him, and the humanoid phantom hovering above his head made the exact same movement. Although the humanoid phantom held no sword in its hand, when Old Monster Xie swung his sword, that humanoid phantom also unleashed a spiritual energy attack.
Hainand didn't come, which planted an extra question in Lü Xuan's mind. To betray a faction was a matter of the utmost importance, and in any guild, the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Yet Hainan had actually sent his sworn brothers over.
Chen Zhengxun cursed inwardly. Before he could execute the "Rearing Dragon Style" to its full potential, he changed his moves mid-air, leaping up to dodge the long sword thrust by Situ Xuanyin, while simultaneously stabbing downward with the long sword in his hand—this was precisely the "Leaping Dragon Style" from the "Dormant Dragon Sword Technique."
Her words were like pearls, and her voice sounded very youthful. Looking closely, her appearance was also quite charming. Especially Lady Che, with her long eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes, face like peach blossoms, skin like snow, a slender figure swaying like willows in the breeze, and beauty surpassing frost-covered lotus blossoms. Yet, between her brows, there seemed to linger a few traces of sorrow.
That was the magnificent power of time, smoothing away the spatial storms, and immediately after, ripples of mysterious fluctuations continuously emanated all around.
Xiao Mo frowned slightly, took the letter, and after unfolding and scanning it, his expression eased. The letter this time brought good news: Xiao Town's territory was about to expand, and the target of this expansion was the Wild Bear Tribe.
Inside the courtyard, those weathered ancient stones rapidly regained their verdant appearance, converging from all directions toward the edge of Ye Bei's feet, until they all regained their vitality, looking just as they had when he first left.
Among the four, Sun Mu counted as one, while the other three were heavily recruited by Ye Lin. For such people, as long as there were sufficient cultivation resources, it did not matter whether their actions defied conventional logic.