Chapter 102: The Struggle for Jingzhao Prefecture

At this moment, He Tiansheng also clearly saw the faces of Su Qi and Zhao Jianchen.

Zhao Jianchen said from the side, "Such desperate fugitives won’t behave unless these methods are used."

Su Qi handed the torch back to Zhao Jianchen and asked, "Commander Zhao, how many accomplices do you think he still has outside?"

Zhao Jianchen replied: ...

Du Weiming felt a bitter ache in his heart. Kong Xiang was younger than him, yet their mindsets were completely opposite. Kong Xiang was relentless, unwilling to quit until achieving his goal, while Du Weiming valued harmony above all else.

Ye Yilan clenched her fists tightly and then stepped on the accelerator. The entire car surged forward like a red whirlwind, swift and powerful.

She had no idea how long she had slept. In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt thirsty. When her consciousness cleared, her eyes were still closed, but she caught a familiar scent of medicine mixed with a uniquely masculine aura—domineering, passionate, impossible to ignore.

But if this marriage proposal were rejected, then surely the Wu family and the Dongfang family would suffer a massive upheaval. These two prominent families were a perfect match by nature, yet suddenly changed their stance when the engagement was announced. In this way, Chen Langya could sit back and watch the fierce battle unfold.

"Oh!" Tang Youyou and I were quite curious about this exceptional student. According to the rules, at level 101 he wasn’t even considered an average player. How could he pass the interview? The threshold for the Shanghai X Fan wasn’t supposed to be this low.

“Are you sure the villagers will come to the rescue? What if they think someone set off two firecrackers?” Qin Feng asked coldly with a smirk.

“So, before returning to the capital, Xin Kun ran off on his own, and you helped clean up the mess?” Guo Shen glared at his son.

“Ma Bin, go out and see what’s going on.” Long Hai felt a vague sense of foreboding and called out anxiously.

Slender, pale fingers gently caressed Su Lili’s delicate, porcelain-like cheek.

This was the Qin family village, a peculiar place whose centuries-old heritage had bestowed its people with an unusual temperament. Despite enduring countless wars, it had never fallen. Dynasties had changed, yet the village thrived, enduring storms and hardships for over six centuries.

Therefore, this time he meticulously designed a simple yet exquisite piece for her—something so seamless she wouldn’t even need to take it off once worn.

After everything was over, she was utterly exhausted and could only limp into his embrace. Gu Linzhang tucked the hair against my cheek behind my ear. “Keke,” his voice saturated with contentment, and I drifted into sleep.

Nangong Yu’s expression darkened further. With a raised hand, he smashed a cup with a loud bang.

Gu Linzhang withdrew his harshness and sighed, “Don’t cry anymore. It was just a scare.” He released my hands.

The boss treated Qi Haochuan fairly well. Qi Haochuan returned to a normal work routine and often shared snippets of his daily life on social media.

The Zhang family elders, these antiques, had lived 150 years longer than Zhang Qiling. Their characters were less than admirable, but their knowledge reserves were quite substantial.

She saw Lu Zheng and Su Zhiyuan enter together. After washing her hands, she ran to the door to fetch slippers for Lu Zheng—matching gray-blue couple slippers paired with Su Mian’s.

Reporters and media crowded into the presidential suite, surrounding Lin Shiyu with relentless questions.

Chen Nanxuan’s lips curled slightly as he looked at Xiao Muxue, then at the stunned Wang Wangwang. He guessed they must be the boss and employee.

Zu’er didn’t bother to waste words. She had Lichun find a top agent from her own entertainment company to accompany Director Xie throughout.

Because the one who slipped into my bed at this moment was not Liu Qingxuan, but my sworn enemy He Guangshan.