Chapter 52: There is such a good thing

"Please, Sister-in-law, say no more. Our sixth sister-in-law has always been unruly, and Mother is in a difficult position as well. However, I must say her mother seemed quite well-mannered; I cannot fathom how the sixth sister-in-law failed to learn even a shred of it."

With a mere hint from Lady Yu, Lady Gu was suddenly enlightened.

"That's right, Mother! We can go and have a word with her mother. I refuse to believe she is shameless enough to let a married daughter drain her husband's family to support her maiden home. If word gets out, the General's Mansion will be disgraced entirely, and how will Miss Yun the Second ever—"

"Alright, that's enough. Wait until the police arrive and you can argue then, humph!" Li Xin pulled back his foot and said coldly. The next instant, he darted forward like a striking arrow and reached Third's side, having noticed that the fellow was actually attempting to flee.

Then he instructed the students below to applaud. Watching those students—who wore expressions as if they had just swallowed a housefly—reluctantly clap under the principal's coercion, a sudden wave of immense satisfaction washed over me.

Howling like razor-sharp blades, the cold wind swept in from all directions, lashing against the body as if undergoing death by a thousand cuts. It brought pain, yet kept the mind agonizingly clear.

"Very well, I understand. Still, leaving this unsaid would cause a bit of trouble!" After seeing Huang Xin close the door, Li Xin walked over to Fang Jian, gazed at him, and drew a deep breath.

He also caught the smile on his mother's face—a brilliant smile. Perhaps, over the past few decades, this was the happiest moment of her life.

Yet Ye Cheng had paid an enormous price for this. The entire cultivation world was hunting him down, the Ye family had abandoned him, and he could no longer use a single ounce of his mystic arts, save for his bare life. He had lost everything.

"Then you should just add 'nor are there eternal loved ones.' Can't you show a bit of innovative spirit?" Ye Ping waved her hand impatiently.

She had originally planned to take advantage of everyone heading toward the East Street to slip away quietly, never expecting to run into such an affair.

Jiang Zhongjin spoke the words, but no one felt any anger or discontent. The Americans had their guards up and took precautions; their insistence on keeping a fallback plan was not only normal but entirely logical.

The swan thought about it for a moment and agreed. Entering the room, she collapsed headfirst onto the sofa and closed her eyes to sleep.

Upon returning home, she ran right into Grandma Wei as the latter was about to head out. After some careful questioning, Su Su suddenly remembered—wasn't Fifth Brother's birthday just around the corner?

Not long after leaving Baniao, Huo Ling participated in the Xisha archaeological team. Judging by the current timeline, Su墨 guessed she ought to be in the Golmud Sanatorium.

There was one more thing Su Mo left unsaid: as for whether you old fellow can actually carry it back home on your back, that entirely depends on whether you have the sheer grit to survive it!

Having reached this juncture, the most troublesome phase of Xumi's plan could be considered successfully passed. All the chess pieces had been successfully placed in their designated positions; what remained was simply to wait for the passage of time.

Seeing that Su Mo remained silent, the Four Fierce Generals did not dare to say anything further, standing quietly behind him.

Just as Bai Shuyue was boiling with anger, the office door was suddenly flung open. Everyone turned their heads to look and saw Wei Jiqing running in, panting heavily with his hair all disheveled.

Wu Xie reached out to take the map, but by this time Su Mo no longer cared about these matters. He walked slowly toward the icy jade bed and, following the three breaches the Zhang family and the others had already found, placed his fingers down onto the hidden mechanism.

You have to hand it to Apple Inc. For a couple of years now, their profit levels have been steadily declining, and their new product launches haven't been very popular, yet their stock price stubbornly hovers right around 7 billion dollars, refusing to drop.

"He probably wanted to transfer the body a second time. Just as I said earlier, burying her in his own cornfield didn't sit right with his conscience." Zhou Wang pulled out a cigarette, glanced at Liu Bing, and put it back.

Though neither of them uttered words like "I love you" or "Love me," their relationship had already broken through to that of a genuine couple.

This person was entirely draped in black—black clothes, black trousers, black boots, black gloves on his hands, and a black felt hat pulled down tightly over his forehead.