Chapter 23: The Vase Actress Who Is a Fake Heiress in Modern Society (23)

Xiandu recalled the doctor that Jiang Youan kept mentioning. Due to the pronunciation, Xiandu had originally been unsure whether Jiang Youan was referring to a "Doctor" or the "Bo family," but the abnormality of Jiang Youan’s hair was now clearly the result of some chemical agent.

Xiandu remembered the private investigator who had been monitoring Jiang Youan saying that she would sometimes secretly inject a liquid into her own arm. At the time, Xiandu had assumed the true daughter of the Jiang family had fallen into drug use, but thinking about it now, that must have been a cell division inhibitor.

As for her former east wing, the brick bed had been smashed by Du Xiaojiu when she first left, and since it was never rebuilt, the inner room was currently uninhabitable.

Liaowuyu placed her bundle at the head of the bed and took a thick cloak, draping it over Fei Nansha’s shoulders.

This move was not a feint; Eugene could see that himself. However, Wushan naturally assumed Eugene would dodge, so he expected his strike to miss. He prepared to follow up with an unexpected, gentle thrust the moment Eugene sidestepped to the right, which would surely land.

Therefore, she had not prepared any clothes; she was still wearing her old attire when she went to the Water and Land Temple.

On the leather sofa, Chen Hao sat upright, boredly flipping through the magazines on the table. They were nothing but promotional materials from the station’s sponsors, containing nothing of value.

Moreover, my dantian was ruined because of him; I hate him far too much to ever be on good terms with him, let alone let him go.

The morning sunlight spilled across her face, making her skin appear crystal clear and delicate enough to break with a touch.

Yet, after knocking for a long time without anyone opening the door, Guanghan Suo pushed it by chance and found that it hadn't been locked at all.

To her, no matter how handsome, fit, talented, or easygoing a man was, it was all for nothing if he had no money. Her time and energy were limited; she certainly could not waste them on the wrong target.

With a "boom," Ye Gehuan’s body jolted, and he snapped awake, only to find all the dancing wood spirits staring at him. His heart skipped a beat—he had been in an unconscious state just moments ago. Had something happened during that time?

Yuan Shenghao was watching the news at home when he heard the doorbell. He went to open it and was greeted by Yi Yun’s smiling face.

In the Great Jin Imperial Capital, following the wager between Ye Xunhuan and Mo Qingwu, another sensational piece of news spread throughout the city. The Eldest Princess of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, Long Ling'er, would soon be visiting the Great Jin Empire. Even the common folk knew what this signified.

Mu Yan realized in an instant: had the pressure Wang Feng applied through his threats offended President Tong?

Therefore, at this moment, while seizing Zhang Xiu’s troops was the most important objective, one had to remain calm. One must not reveal one's desires prematurely; otherwise, the intent would be too obvious, placing oneself in a disadvantageous position.

Yet now, two years had passed. Because he was spread too thin, he had not been able to fulfill that promise. Furthermore, with the Guandong region in chaos and the various warlords harboring ulterior motives and attacking one another, he remained unable to march against Dong Zhuo, despite having the strength and a stable base of operations.

"I have always wanted to thank Uncle An, but unfortunately, I never saw him again," Bu Nuo continued.

Hongshao should not be the kind of person to lack such sense! One must realize that Hongshao had been in this household for several months already.

For this reason, the four sisters of Dorm 257 surrounded him and began to tease him, as if they had returned to the days when they first entered university as freshmen.

However, her actions were simultaneously observed by the feng shui master in the Ye estate, who secretly marveled at her.

Although their levels of prosperity and customs differed, the masters on both sides remained consistent. Furthermore, wars between dynasties followed one unchanging rule.

This Miss Yueru truly had too much nerve, daring to send something like this... Letian felt helpless, yet his mind wandered into endless fantasies.

With his final effort coming to naught, Yu Dayong walked back, dejected. Just as he reached the corridor, Ren Yixing opened his door and invited Yu Dayong inside to sit for a while.