Chapter 68: Are You Getting Engaged to Him?

Li Guang gave a bitter smile and, after a moment of hesitation, said, "Regarding the engagement we spoke of last time, I only found out while making preparations that Elise had already mentioned it to her parents. They want to meet you."

"Your father and mother?" Qiao Ye raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"Really, there's no need. I'll buy them myself later; you don't need to help me buy them." Xia Nianxi was not used to spending other people's money.

After finishing their meal, Chu Cheng took Chu Jun and left. Heavy Makeup managed to drag herself back to her room. Pulling open her clothes, she discovered that the bandage wrapped around her waist was stained with blood once again. When she had woken up earlier, she had noticed her wounds were bandaged, and she figured no one else could have done it except Chu Cheng.

With a practiced suck, the headlights of a car appeared at the far end of the alley. They grew closer and brighter, finally stopping less than five meters away from the two people's vehicle.

Rich people seemed to care immensely about heirs. On his mother's side, everything relied on his stepfather, so wouldn't his younger brother be the primary successor?

Zhou Li could not help thinking to himself. Now that the police officers had arrived, no matter how arrogant these two fellows were, they certainly would not dare to beat anyone in front of the police.

If he insisted on taking her by force tonight, even if she resisted, the ultimate outcome would likely be the same.

He had just finished stir-frying a plate of Kung Pao chicken, which he then scooped onto a white plate and placed on the nearby table.

Clearly, Ryan's injury was not caused by Ziye, the Somali cat, because Ron had been to Ziye's home, and it was nothing like the rundown place before him.

A fierce struggle tormented the depths of my heart. I knew I could not save Fu Luo, and my current powerlessness gripped my heart tightly with a cruel, agonizing ache.

She slowly curled up into a ball. Her body suffered a wave of pain every single day; the pain reminded her that she was still alive, yet it also made her wonder why she still stubbornly clung to life.

Yan Mo was not overly suspicious. They had already eaten before coming over; the food here was not inferior to the other side, but they were not pigs.

Zhang Jie had already determined that the person before him was not Wei Xin—at least, not Wei Xin sleepwalking. As for what exactly he was? He wasn't sure; it somewhat resembled a case of dissociative identity disorder in medicine.

If he were to drag the entire village into this simply because he lost a duel, then he was unworthy of becoming the future Fourth Raikage.

Over at the Muxue Manor, everyone carefully gathered and gently piled up the jade stones to be used in this competition. Mu Xueqian walked forward, carefully tallied the quantity, and nodded, hoping they could find a cultivator this year.

It was already one o'clock in the morning. Beijing's crowded and busy streets could finally rest, save for the dim streetlights, the solitary bright moon, and the occasional passing of a drunken uncle.

"Dad, I want to attend the Zhao family's banquet three days from now." Qin Hanhan had always been the apple of her father's eye, and Mr. Qin practically granted her every request.

He cast a stealthy glance at his surrounding colleagues. Sure enough, everyone kept their heads buried, pretending to be very busy.

Si Lichen took the belt out of the red plastic bag, unwrapped it on the spot, and even intentionally shook the price tag hanging from the belt.

Zhao Ning realized this was a golden opportunity. Disregarding whether she was borrowing Huo Yichen's influence, she quickly turned toward the associate dean.

Si Lichen did not leave. He came to the hospital room, originally intending to eavesdrop from outside, but ultimately decided to go in anyway.

The people of Aefi were dumbfounded. They stared slack-jawed at the tyrant Amund, unable to tell for a moment whether he was merely acting or actually doing something.

"What else can you do besides farming? Having any work at all is enough; at least we can feed the family." Li Shuxian hardened her heart for once and scolded Cheng Jizong.

Jiang Xiyue's despondent spirits were instantly awakened. She whipped her head around to look in that direction and indeed saw a white Maserati driving toward them. For a brief moment, a surge of excitement washed over her.

They entrenched themselves not far away, deliberately setting up a camp as if their sole purpose was to completely loot all the supplies within the entire city.