Chapter 55: Song Yu, the Expert at Sabotaging Her Brother

Such a good show was not to be missed. Without waiting for Ning Yunyan to speak, Su Zhihan volunteered to handle the matter.

Before leaving, she did not forget to drag along Song Yu, who was standing aside like a mascot.

Ning Yunyan hadn't even reacted yet when the two of them bolted, leaving behind a mountain of work that needed his immediate attention.

"Get back here! I can handle my girlfriend's business myself, get back here right now!"

As the legitimate boyfriend, he hadn't even—

Had Lin Qingyue not known Helian Chunbo's character, she would likely have felt deeply grateful by now. What a pity; even with her toes, she could figure out that this pill, useful or not, definitely harbored a murderous trap.

After dozing for a while, Ye Nanshan woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Anya.

"My sister is naturally amazing!" Chu Xuan said with immense pride. After going through so much, his feelings toward Chu Chu had undergone a complete reversal.

"Sister, this matter has nothing to do with the Nangong family. What I did was out of sheer helplessness. For the sake of your brother, please take good care of this child in the future," Nangong Qingmo looked at her and said.

The toy guns cost forty yuan each, and under high-intensity use, they were said to last for a month. The daily cost came down to about one yuan, which translated to roughly ten cents per shooting session.

In the future, she could no longer interfere with Ah Xuan's interactions with Madam Chu. Of course, more importantly, she needed to figure out what gift to send when Ye Yixiao and Chu Chu got married.

Fine, giving it away as a gift was one thing, but the crucial point was—aren't you just a steward? The money used to buy the wine belonged to the master of the house, didn't it? Spending the master's money to buy wine and give it away as a personal favor, was such a thing even possible?

Luo Ningxuan hadn't expected him to be so candid. She wondered what on earth he had been plotting all these years. Reunited at last, this was how it turned out.

Two months ago, upon learning in Jiangling of the Wula unrest and the instability at the Dongyuan border, Xiao Yichen had once again sent men to warn Gu Renhe.

What Long Chen said was true. After this meal, Long Chen would have to continue rushing toward the imperial capital. Once they entered the deep mountains and dense forests, they naturally wouldn't have such treatment anymore. Going hungry would be a regular occurrence, and even if they ate, it would only be some unpalatable dry rations.

After several rounds, Fandral decided to rely entirely on his thick skin to absorb the damage. Although Asgardians had decent defenses and could withstand it, getting a bruised nose and swollen face was still unavoidable.

Since the other party insisted on verification, he could simply have them send people to observe his daily routine. Anyway, he was extremely confident; for over ten consecutive days, his schedule had been without the slightest deviation, and he had nothing to fear from an investigation.

After waiting for another half a day, no one stepped forward to confess, leaving Elder Wu completely at his wits' end. He couldn't possibly interrogate them one by one; it was simply like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Originally, after Lin Yong'an's death, their Lin family had started going downhill. Later, to reverse the declining trend, Lin Yun'er had sacrificed herself to cozy up to the Zhang family in City F, thinking she could henceforth revitalize the Lin family. But man proposes, heaven disposes—the Zhang family had been wiped out just last week, and even her fiancé, Zhang Ziwei, had been killed.

Though he did not know what Gold Coin's ultimate purpose was, Long Chen ultimately brought Gold Coin back to his quarters.

As for Steward Monroe, he maintained the posture of having driven his bone staff into the ground, a cat-and-mouse smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

By now, all the examinees had learned that this examination was exceedingly difficult and fraught with mortal danger.

Perhaps those people who had previously queued up at other blacksmith shops might come back to this dwarf blacksmith shop once they had enough money.

"You dare kill me? I am an elder of the Centipede Sect! If you kill me, the Centipede Sect will not let you off," the Poison Elder said with resentment.

However, on the other end of the line, there was only a busy tone. It was obvious that Dad had already hung up and fled God knows where.

Seeing her react this way, Boss Ma grew furious, spat out a curse, and raised his whip, which looked ready to strike.