Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fake Heiress’s Pretty-Face Actress in Modern Society (24)
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“Xiandu... Xiandu, what are you doing?”
“I think you have taken shipping couples too far. You have become a capital-letter CP.”
The Chinese translation is: cerebral palsy.
Honestly, I was trying to respect him and let him finish speaking. Otherwise, if he started searching the entire set for someone, it would be even more embarrassing.
But it turned out he only wanted to get physical, and he even wanted to hit Su Jinnian.
Had he not considered whether Su Jinnian’s slight frame could withstand such a blow? If he—
When she saw the car approaching in the distance, Li Cui cursed inwardly. It was naturally impossible to drive away now. Gritting her teeth, Li Cui jumped into the water as well. Unlike Luo Yu, however, she was an excellent swimmer.
Downstairs, Old Monk, Nun, Brother Monkey, and the others began flooding the discussion with screenshots showing Butterfly Dance, Yanran Smile, and Hengyun frequently gathering together like friends sharing lofty ideals.
The instant he stepped out of the teleportation gate, everyone in the valley fixed their eyes on him. In that moment, the entire valley fell utterly silent; one could hear a pin drop.
That was why so many people claimed that Xiao Ye had definitely seized the Ghost Spirit Herb and gone into hiding. He had not even dared attend the inauguration ceremony of the Yamaguchi-gumi heir.
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“Ahem! Sorry to interrupt you, but could we move somewhere else?” Zheng Feiyu cut in, completely forgetting the people who had deliberately caused trouble earlier. Some, however, clearly had no intention of being ignored.
“Then I can only apologize. All right, I’m hanging up.” Shanya ended the call the moment she said so, without the slightest hesitation. Being late meant death, and not going meant death too. Since either way she was doomed, she might as well meet it decisively.
Shisiniang pushed open the door, then immediately closed it again. She walked forward and saw Nan Fengchen, whose indescribable refinement truly suited that of a young master. Even so, by comparison, she preferred men like the emperor—burly and powerful.
Even at their parting, there had been no tender words of comfort. He Zhanye had cruelly stated the truth: “I have never had any feelings for you.”
Listening to Ham, Su Mo merely smiled, looking extremely happy. Yet Daisy’s mother noticed that Ham’s expression showed no abnormality at all even as he blurted out a lie, which only deepened her suspicion of his words.
She struggled to suppress her laughter while the other person remained perfectly composed, arranged for her to go and rest, and then went into the kitchen to get busy.
Xu Nanqiao sat down in the designated resting area and casually picked up the script to study it. From not far away, she could even hear Anna’s furious cursing.
The guests in the banquet hall likewise turned their eyes toward the middle-aged couple beside Xi Jiu.
“As a fully grown man, what am I supposed to do with flowers?” Wei Junche said helplessly. Taking advantage of Qin Pengpeng’s inattention, he suddenly leaned over and tucked the flowers into her hair.
“It’s over. It’s really over.” Lin Changsheng’s face was ashen, not a trace of color remaining in it, his eyes filled with despair.
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“Never mind. I was merely curious about what exactly they were arguing over. It seems to have something to do with my fourth brother.” Mu Junran smiled faintly.
The Lady of the Liu family stiffened and awkwardly glanced toward the old madam, only to see the old woman glaring at her darkly. Her heart immediately lurched.
“You attacked those elderly people just now. Do you believe I’ll make sure you cannot walk out of here today?” Wang Lin stared at the other party with a grim expression.
Since Madam Zhao had given her a slow-acting disfigurement drug, she returned the favor with a slow-acting poison. This poisonous powder, however, was not meant to ruin a person’s appearance. It was meant to cause mental derangement.
Su Xian returned home, called Xia Yu to let her know about the things she wanted him to buy, and then continued practicing explosive-inch force.
A chill filled Qin Pengpeng’s eyes. As she watched Qin Yu’er charge toward her like a madwoman, she suddenly raised her hand.
“Come on, Qi Chu. To the airport! We have to get there in twenty minutes!” Zhang Tianyi said to Qi Chu in the driver’s seat as soon as he had settled into the car.
Although he was deeply worried, Su Yuhan had to admit that Li Xiang’s words made sense. Biting his lip, he looked at Qi Kaisheng and the others, his face filled with anxiety and remorse.
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