Chapter 30: The Wedding Date Is Set

Xie Liwen was unusually mild-tempered in the face of the elders’ reproaches. “As a man, all of this is my fault. I ask all of you, esteemed elders, not to be too harsh with Madam.”

The First Madam still looked somewhat embarrassed. Under the Old Madam’s meaningful glance, she had no choice but to reconcile with the Xie family against her will.

“It is enough that you know your mistake. Since the wedding date has been settled, you must not go back on it.” The First Madam’s voice was stiff.

Hearing those words come from the First Madam’s mouth, Xie—

After seeing all this, Jiang Xun immediately posted everything he had uncovered online, though not under the original owner’s identity. Instead, he fabricated a new one.

The Empress hypnotized herself again and again, convincing herself that Beimen Mu was protecting Su Feng, and that he had only submitted to Beimen Lin because he had no other choice.

Ever since Yu Lin left, Wu Xue had not returned to the dormitory. Luo Ri said that she had been too heartbroken and had taken leave to stay at a friend’s house.

Even with the lid covering the cup, Director Chen could hardly wait to lean closer and smell it. In fact, that was exactly what he did.

Yi Qianxian did not become angry despite being mocked so mercilessly, solely because of his close relationship with Yi Mu.

“The emperor’s intended candidates for the marriage alliance should be Princess Qingying and Xuanyuan Meili. If something were to happen to Princess Qingying, what would the emperor do?” Bai Yinchang said suddenly, his voice sinister.

Jiang Xun’s video presented a clear chain of cause and effect from beginning to end, with lengthy explanations interwoven throughout.

As for the specific cause of the incident, Lin Feng had already explained the whole story to Li Wan in detail when he was alone with her on the day he awoke.

Mu Danzhu waited for a long while without receiving any response from the other end. She raised her brows. Could it be that he was calling her?

Suoyang He had originally intended to contact someone in the military and have Yi Mu sent back. Now, however, he had changed his mind.

Seeing her flushed cheeks reflected in the man’s pupils, Shi Mianmian nodded repeatedly in embarrassment, then secretly shot Bo Hanye a glare.

Come to think of it, Ke Qingyun had never expected Tangyuan to possess much emotional intelligence. After all, it was a wise assistant system—or, put more plainly, a brainless robot.

Clearly, Sidi courteously left the time he had available to the golden demon and the lizard spirit, who had been unable to touch one another for half their lives.

Shi Mianmian blinked innocently. Her lashes were long and curled, like butterflies fluttering in the air. Her almond-shaped eyes were strikingly black and white, moist and soft, leaving everyone watching with hearts trembling at her cuteness.

As the vile curses and abuse rang in his ears, Bo Hanye’s dark eyes, filled with murderous fury, swept over the faces of those people one by one.

“Exactly. Perhaps the Snow Clan used some method to transplant the cold rice from the Land of Extreme Cold.” The first speaker, having heard what the other two had said, found their words deeply convincing, yet still insisted that the cold rice had originally grown in the Land of Extreme Cold.

A few minutes later, a scene much like the one outside the Flowing Fire Nightclub unfolded. Beneath the neon lights in the night, two young men with identical handlebar mustaches and matching Layton sunglasses walked side by side out of the Glorious Years. Behind them stood a neatly arranged line of people.

Yun Ci examined everything on the hide. It was clear that its owner was skilled at searching for stone materials.

Yin Feng threw back his head and let out a long howl. Just as his father had felt immense grief in the moment before closing his eyes, Yin Feng needed an outlet for his sorrow. At that moment, he had even forgotten that he was already a cultivator.

Sitting on the bed, Ke Qingyun kept pondering Han Feng’s expression from earlier. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At last, he slapped his thigh and decided that as soon as they reached the next place, he would leave at once.

In any case, how should one put it? This parameter had already been altered, and whenever anyone encountered it, they would become utterly bewildered.

We used to have no money, so having children could wait. But now we’re tycoons. Let alone one child—even a hundred would be affordable. We could pay for all the formula.

Lars entered the City of Freedom directly through its southern gate. The moment he stepped inside, he sensed dozens of gazes converging upon him.