Chapter Ninety-Two: Breaking Up

Li Jiuwei calmly looked away, though her heart was a little flustered.

“Weiwei, who did you see?” Shen Tang leaned closer, following Li Jiuwei’s gaze.

Feng Su?

She turned and looked at Li Jiuwei with a knowing smile. Li Jiuwei set down her glass and stood up. “You all go on playing. I’m a little tired. I’m going home to rest.”

“So early?”

Shang Ningning looked at her suspiciously.

“I have work tomorrow. You take your time.”

“He stayed with me for three years. In the darkest, most painful, most helpless moments of my life, he was always by my side. Compared with you, he is definitely more important than you!” Wei Chiqiu said, every word striking the ground like iron.

He did not need a wife to wash her hands and cook for him. Let alone the fact that Lin Yiyi had never known how to cook, even if she had, he would have stopped her from stepping into the kitchen. He did not need her to do housework, either. He had hired so many servants, and they were not meant to stand there as decorations. She had every condition needed to enjoy a high-quality life.

He believed the emperor’s harem of three thousand beauties would comfort His Majesty well enough; it had nothing to do with him.

The cameras in the classroom were usually on from six in the morning until six in the evening, and shut off the rest of the time. So the culprit could not be found here.

Narrow eyes, thick lips, and even his hearty laughter could not dispel the gloomy air on his face.

Thinking of how wildly he had boxed himself out last night, she did not know whether he had gone home and eaten anything, or whether he had come over in the middle of the night and slept half the night in the car.

“Who would dare abduct the son of an old warlord?” Xiao Cheng’s gaze fell meaningfully on Wu Mei.

I always felt that Sister Yu was using this remark to warn me, telling me that with Yang Lian present, it would not be wise to say too much. I hurriedly made up some trivial excuse and quickly hung up.

These days were the recruitment season, and the instructors from the various academies and the central institute were all traveling abroad to recruit talent from different countries.

Yu Zhe had no intention of speaking. The moment he burst out from the woods, he fired two shots in rapid succession. At such close range, the high-powered rifle bullets, packed with a full charge of propellant, had an extremely high muzzle velocity. The fleeing target, fully on guard, misjudged the situation; before he could even react, his head was gone. The headless body did not convulse, for the poison swiftly destroyed its bodily functions.

“Heh, there’s nothing inappropriate about it. There are other matters at the meeting that will need Brother Su’s help, and we must arrange them together. The meeting will begin in an hour, and someone will come to inform Brother Su then. Farewell.” Without waiting for Su Dingfang to decline again, Wang Wei turned and left.

Nangong Yushu, dressed in a blue tracksuit, cast a cold glance over the stands, then dribbled the basketball into the court and, narrowing his eyes, began to accelerate. When he reached the basket, he gathered the ball in both hands and leaped into the air. He finished with a reverse one-handed dunk, slamming the ball fiercely through the hoop.

“All right! I remember the fish roe caviar I had at Sister Chenchen’s place last time was delicious!” Xia Xuebi had, before she knew it, slipped back into her old ways.

Yi Zhongmeng nodded. Regarding the project he wanted to launch this time, confidence shone openly across his face. In the village, there was currently no business at all in daily necessities or similar ventures.

Inside the tent, almost all the governors, magistrates, tribal kings, and chiefs of the states within three hundred Roman miles were gathered together. Everywhere, the ringing of rowels and spurs could be heard.

It was only that they had relied on what means to transmit force through the back? This must surely be a peerless art, the core of their combined attack technique.

“Only, how did you acquire your heart-intent skill?” The Black Lotus spoke in a grave tone.

At dawn on December 6, the Mountain Star network suddenly malfunctioned. The administrator on duty immediately shut down several important servers manually. A later investigation found that someone had released a virus never seen before.

On the weekend, after reporting the operation to the Special Operations Division, Lin Xiaolei returned to Luo Xin’s bar at the appointed time. At a glance, she saw Luo Xin receiving guests. Today Luo Xin was dressed very formally; it seemed that for important occasions, she still paid close attention to her attire.