Volume 1, Chapter 48: Grandma Had a Fall

Xia Xiyin headed to the president's office. The moment she pushed the door open and stepped inside, someone violently grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an embrace, startling her into a soft gasp.

Xiao Yong handed a piece of roasted meat to Li Wudi, then picked up a piece for himself. Grabbing a jar of wine, he chuckled and said, "Our main task right now is to eat meat and drink wine. Let's not talk about anything else today—just eat and drink. Senior visiting our Seeking Dao Sect in person brings great honor to our faces. A toast to you!" With that, he tilted the wine jar and poured it straight into his mouth.

Zhe Ming nodded and spoke with the maturity of an adult, "Little sister, don't rush. I will put away the jade bed first." With a wave of his hand, he stored the jade bed into his own storage ring, and then led Yueqi forward by the hand.

Unexpectedly, Tong Muhe changed his vocal tone; this aged voice made the story even more captivating. He narrated it with rich, vivid expression, weaving in his own emotions as he recounted the tale to Shizi, alternating between storytelling and scolding.

Chen Yanmei was quite confident in herself. As one of the campus belles of Yan University, she firmly believed that as long as she lowered her pride, she could win back Ye Shanghan, who was clearly far more exceptional and had much greater potential than Wang Yinsha.

However, once reaching this realm, unless one possessed strength that utterly surpassed the opponent's, killing them was virtually impossible. Both the cold and the heat were collisions of the Great Dao and contests of physical bodies; when the disparity was negligible, who could guarantee that they would be able to slay the other?

Ye Shanghan felt that Adele was deliberately stalling for time, so he couldn't help cursing softly. At the same time, the arm pressing down on Adele's shoulder applied even more force.

You focused almost all of his attention on Yin, making it seem to everyone that Yin was the one who knew the secret. Out of so many questions, even if he didn't know all of them, he should at least know the majority.

Later, in order to save what he believed to be an extremely pure and flawless masterpiece, he fell from the treetop, changed his name, and naturally broke away from that destiny—he was no longer an infant-collector, but a spy, loyal to God and the Qing.

Before the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea had concluded, Ma Changkun was dispatched to the former Soviet Union as a military industry expert to study. Upon returning to China, he participated in the design work of the Type 56 submachine gun, making outstanding contributions to the launch of our nation's military industry.

Casually glancing at the cup that had fallen to the floor earlier, she paused in thought, then reached out to pick it up, unscrewed the cap, and gently sniffed it.

However, after watching the video, Tang Tian's eyes practically glowed. As a veteran talent manager, she was all too well aware of Zhang Ruoyu's potential.

What play was it, and which scene? He had no idea at all, and presumably the other students didn't either. They only knew they were here to participate in a performance while observing and learning along the way.

He had already removed his mask; his purple hair was brushed aside, and his thin lips curled into a slight smile. Yet Ruan Meng's gaze remained entirely fixed on his back, motionless for a long while.

Even though Xiao Yang was usually quite a serious person, the slight bending of his waist instantly made him look rather comical.

With that, Lin Mu turned to look at Liu Yan, causing the young woman to unconsciously shrug her shoulders and reach out to adjust her collar, pulling the low-cut neckline a bit higher.

This sentence had been brewing in the depths of her heart for a long time. Now that she finally uttered it, she felt a profound sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

Don't fucking look at me like I was all calm and collected just now; inside, I was actually burning with anxiety! Damn it! I overslept. As expected, being tormented by nightmares meant I didn't sleep very well last night.

Wang Yan possessed the strongest execution capability among the three managers. Whatever task was handed to her, as long as you straightened out the logic and explained the steps one, two, and three to her, she could immediately and flawlessly get the job done for you with remarkable speed.