18 Jinjiang Literature City 18

"It would be best to wash it off. Silver hair is not a good thing, especially in this part of Chongnan. And those colored contacts, just like the ones Wang Er-ya from the old Wang family wears—do you really think you're a foreigner?" Grandfather said slowly, also noticing Qingxue’s pupils and assuming they were merely a decoration.

Upon hearing this news, I was so happy I nearly jumped for joy. I had been searching for two days without a lead, and I never expected to find a breakthrough with Mu Wan’er. It was like finding a pillow just when I was about to fall asleep; as expected, she always gave me the greatest surprises when I was at my most helpless.

Just as the two of them were talking, from Su Nan’s perspective, it was a completely different scene.

Wu Kai said he had been separated from Li Li for over half a year, and he had exhausted every kind word he knew to persuade Ye Hansheng to keep an eye on her.

I nodded. The auntie was experienced and had been cooking for Ye Hansheng for so many years; she had always been very good to me, so I would always ask her whenever I had questions.

What was the competitive edge of the War God Workshop? It was simple: the workshop’s chief engineer was a War God-level powerhouse who possessed the Eye of Insight.

It wasn't as if no one in history had done this before; the first sect leader of the Hegemony Sect had done exactly that, and that was what one could truly call domineering.

However, he could not mention any of this to anyone. Instead, he had to wait for all the dust to settle, letting the traps he had meticulously laid out come into play one by one without alerting a soul. Only then would the victory be glorious.

He did not answer directly but instead asked Leng Dianchen a counter-question, wanting to see what kind of expression Leng Dianchen would wear now.

Business at Mo You-ting’s bar had been exceptionally good lately. Half the customers came to see their band perform, and the other half came for his face.

Su Mubai looked at her coldly, a mocking smile appearing on his face. "What is the use of an apology? Can it compensate for what you did to me? Zou Fengya, everything you did back then is etched clearly in my mind. Now you say sorry and want me to forgive you? Not a chance!"

Relying on a variety of magical attacks, Emperor Ye was able to cause significant interference for Xu Wuchen, using the opportunity to dodge attacks.

Tearing her hand away, Ling Xin calmly pushed open the door. The hospital room was quiet, save for the rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment. On the snow-white bed lay her mother, so thin she was unrecognizable. She couldn't even open her eyes, and her heavy, labored breathing echoed incessantly within the oxygen mask—a long, drawn-out sound filled with the scent of impending death.

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Especially Lin Shufen; she scrutinized Li Mengyao from head to toe, and the smile on her face grew even brighter. It seemed that Mother was very satisfied with her first impression of this girl.

He had promised Qiao Qing they would marry and that he would treat her and the child well, and he would certainly keep his word.

Su Yinzheng left the room and called home to tell them he would be returning tomorrow. Zou Fengya knew exactly why he was returning, feeling both dissatisfied and guilty.

Chen Manfei was dressed in casual home attire, and she was the only one in the house; Grandmother Ju and Tongtong were both out.

"Can't you two just cooperate for once?" Siren said, looking troubled as she watched her two partners who were completely out of sync.

Japan had always been controversial regarding Li Chen. Many media outlets believed that Li Chen was hostile toward Japan—the reason being that this world’s richest man had never once visited the country. If the world’s richest man wouldn't visit the second-largest economy in the world, what else could it be but hostility?

Ye Jiarou glanced at Ye Chu repeatedly, hoping she would offer her a way out so she wouldn't have to be so embarrassed. Did Ye Chu enjoy watching her make a fool of herself that much?

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