Chapter 57: Ended Up Being Outmaneuvered

"This way, please, Miss Qinxin."
After I walked inside, I indeed found that Qi Yuzhou's house was crowded with people; it seemed that a majority of the designers from the design department had also come.
"Hello, Miss Qinxin. We are designers from the Qi Group. After looking at your designs, we find them to be simply too creative."
"However, there are still some parts we don't quite understand..."

During the Lunar New Year, besides watching television, families began choosing to go to the cinema to watch a movie for some festive cheer. Thus, starting from the mid-eighties, the "Spring Festival movie season" came into being.
However, after taking two steps, she felt a sense of reluctance. Stomping her feet fiercely twice, she continued on her way.
Although he did not understand much about musical nuances, he still nodded, putting on a look of understanding.
Yet, driven by a reverence for Song Ci's poetry and a lingering attachment to his mother, he did not refuse and ultimately agreed.
A black carriage waited in silence, the driver sitting motionless upon the carriage pole like a statue.
"Yes, yes indeed," Xu Wei replied. Instead of taking the hand Zhou Guofeng had extended, he flicked his wrist upward, directly grabbed the leather bag hanging around Zhou's neck, and hoisted it upward with a jerk, removing the bag from his body.
As it happened, just as he stepped out of the inn, he caught sight of his grandfather returning, followed by a trusted aide.
After all, Yubai and Orochimaru had attempted several times to synthesize the Tenseigan using mass-cloned Byakugan, but without exception, every single attempt had failed. Moreover, they were never able to find the specific reason, which was why Yubai finally set his sights on the Tenseigan on the moon.
Xiong Nan would not give it any chance, launching another series of consecutive Ice-Freezing Strikes to reinforce the icy restraints.
None of this concerned Wu Yang; right now, his heart and mind were entirely focused on cultivation to elevate his own strength.
"I will pretend this accident never happened, but I hope there won't be a next time," Qin Shijin said after a long, gloomy silence.
Although he did not love Chu Xiyan, when lives were on the line, he could not simply abandon her to save Ye Li. If Chu Xiyan were gone, his plans would be completely ruined, and he would no longer have any connection to the Chu family.
"Brother Han is truly a straightforward man, whereas I, Liu, have been overly sentimental." With that, he cupped his fists and leaped off the martial arena.
"Our baby's name doesn't need you to think about it." Lu Zhanran walked outside, having no intention of humoring his preposterous ideas.
An electric tiger and a fire dragon were frantically scratching, clawing, and biting at the dome-shaped barrier. A full half-hour passed, yet the barrier remained completely motionless. The Wu tribesmen looked on with strange expressions, unable to fathom what kind of defensive formation this was, capable of withstanding even the electric tigers and fire dragons summoned from another realm.
The entire journey was airborne, making it impossible for bandits to launch raids midway. This was, after all, an official transport vessel of the Demon Realm's regular army. Inscribed on the hull were cursive-style crests and characters—the uniform insignia of demon military vessels. Even if there were sufficiently formidable bandits in the Demon Realm, none would dare to come up and provoke them.
"What business is it of mine?" He glanced at her lazily, swept her up horizontally in his arms, and leaped off the ridge of the roof. He landed firmly on the ground, not even deigning to look at that figure, leaving Shangguan Yan and Ying Wuqiu to fight in a blur of chaos and destruction.
Her romance with Xia Jie came with such breathtaking suddenness, turning everything upside down! In just a single fleeting moment, everything in the mortal world seemed to become extraordinarily different.
"There are plenty of things we can do at home, as long as you want to," Chu Haoxuan said, a hint of a wicked smile playing across his lips.
He Xiaoling took over the restraint of Young Master Chen. The young man had stopped struggling; having shrieked all the way, he was already thoroughly exhausted and lay flat on the ground like a dead dog.
Then, pour in the cleaned Manila clams. Of course, the clams should have already been left to spit out their sand since yesterday.
Yang Fan frowned slightly. He could understand his father's intentions, but at this age, he still felt it was too early.