Chapter 102: He Made the First Move

“Governor, something’s wrong.”
A servant rushed into the city hall, looking flustered. Qin Qiao, who had been dozing off inside, groggily shook his head, clearly annoyed at being disturbed.
“What is it?”
Qin Qiao dragged his words with a heavy nasal tone, speaking to the servant with displeasure.
“Bishop Leo has issued an order.”
“Speak.”
“He plans to reform the Church, starting with—”

Jing Shan’s words shocked Liang Rou deeply. She had assumed that after Zhao Xiang’s incident, Jing Shan would utterly despise the Nie family. Yet, at such a time, Jing Shan’s solution was to have Nie Yan take action.

How could Liu Hou’er not weep? The child was lost, and he wished he could perish alongside the child. This event plunged him into utter despair. Nie Yan was still in Canada; he had stayed behind to protect Liang Rou and the child. Now, having failed to protect them, he felt beyond reproach, as if no punishment could atone for his failure.

Ye Jun was a man with a keen business mind. He saw great potential in his younger brother’s plans, which is why he exerted himself to the fullest to assist. Otherwise, if Ye Xuan was merely toying with things, Ye Jun wouldn’t have been so invested.

“Well, you’re more suited for another role in my film. Later, have a chat with Director Wang Ze. You two may go now.” Ye Xuan arranged the final two actors.

Mu Jingchi remained silent, his expression subtly changed from before. Wang Zhizhi lingered for a few moments, then left the dining hall with her maid to go upstairs.

“What do you mean ‘almost’? Either you win or you don’t. But judging by your expression, you must have won over Yue Xuan,” Linda said with a smile to Xiao Fan.

“What are you two doing here? Qingyu? Qingyu!” In her moment of unconsciousness, Su Qingyu saw Li Jia Ruo, who still carried his guitar on his back, shouting in their direction.

For him, holding a proper official position was far from enough to return home and face his renowned father.

When Qin Li entered, Song Huaijing had already finished bathing, clad only in a gray bathrobe, sitting on the sofa smoking.

I had no idea what changes had taken place. But since they said I could leave, I was more than happy not to stay any longer. In just a few days, my entire body was covered in red rashes, itching unbearably, and I looked utterly miserable.

Afterward, the two of them each took up their phones, cross-referencing the raw stone codes recorded, placing bets via the app.

With company, Su Wu slept well through the night. He opened his eyes to light filtering through the door crack. He rose and approached Mother Bear’s den, peering through the slats, and saw she was still asleep.

She had fallen to the ground. A spoiled princess, never before insulted so deeply. “Ungrateful!” she snapped, getting up angrily and rushing out the door.

They had no qualms about taking advantage of the chaos; naturally, Xiao Yan was no exception.

“This batch of Lingzhi mushrooms has been harvested. I picked a few early-mature ones as samples, planning to visit the medicinal herb market tomorrow to explore more channels,” Lin Andong said.

Du Yuan then said, “Elder Mingyi, I have a long-standing connection with it. I must save it!” The demon roc blinked before slipping into slumber on the ground.

“Hmm? Special character? There’s such a thing?” Chen Hao glanced at the system prompt in surprise, then began examining the mysterious attributes of Aunt Zhang before him.

“All right, all right. After you eat, get some rest early. Don’t overexert yourself,” Jiang Kairan said, seeing her off at the door.

Hearing this, Lin Fei wanted to curse. Zhang Hengdong’s implied meaning was clear: if the panda cub Pipi came to harm, the blame would fall squarely on him.