Chapter 42: Kang Yuzhu and Her Fiancé Chen Yunfei

"...Yu, Yuzhu? It really is you."

"Why did you come here?" Although Chen Yunfei was puzzled as to why Kang Yuzhu had appeared at the farm, he was at the same time overjoyed by her presence.

He quickly jumped down from the jeep, hurriedly gave a couple of instructions to his subordinates, and then ran up to Kang Yuzhu. "Did you come here to look for me?"

Kang Yuzhu's expression stiffened for a split second before she forced out a smile. "Yes, yes, that's right."

In her heart, however, she cursed her terrible luck.

She hadn't expected to see—

Yet who among us has no ancestors? Even if humble, vague, and devoid of ancestral registries, how could one forget even the generation of one's own parents?

Her mobile phone rang right on cue. Answering it, she said she would be heading home immediately, then walked over to the roadside and began hailing a taxi.

Mo Fan's previous incarnation had never even laid eyes on twenty thousand Federal Dollars in cash. Given his memories' understanding of this world, if someone were to hand him two million, he truly wouldn't know how to spend it.

With a cultivation base at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he would be doing well just to refine second-tier top-grade medicinal pills; wanting to refine third-tier ones was practically impossible.

As soon as these words were spoken, the old master's brows furrowed slightly, and the several people at the dining table simultaneously wore teasing expressions.

By now, it could be confirmed that "Never Misses a Target" carried a predictive quality, and moreover, a one hundred percent successful prediction rate.

Shen Mo frowned. Huang Zhengyuan grinned broadly as he crawled out from some unknown corner and, after a bout of intense bargaining with the owner, finally acquired this chicken-wing wood chest for the price of four thousand five hundred.

Hearing this, Tian Shu furrowed his brow slightly. The voice message simply stated that something was wrong with Zhenguang, without giving any specific reasons.

More than a dozen warships spotted the twenty-odd vessels on the left first, but instead of panicking, they altered their course to steer the fleet toward the right front.

By now, the Hall of Classics had also been topped out, and interior decoration was currently underway. Tables and chairs were being arranged in the side halls of the Hall of Classics to serve as a classroom for character studies.

Standing on the second floor and witnessing this scene, Lu Mingyu's expression turned cold. Unwilling to watch any longer, he turned around and saw Lu Mingzhu and Xu Nana walking up together, chatting and laughing.

Xu Youye grabbed my arm in a death grip, attempting to bite down on my other side again. I raised my foot to press against Xu Youye's chest, forcibly maintaining a safe distance between us.

"The guide said the climate here is volatile, and there might be heavy rain from evening until dawn. We need to pay attention to safety," Yue Linghan said, looking somewhat solemn.

Sun Haochi had no idea what was running through Huang Ying's mind, so he hummed a tune all the way as he trotted along right behind Huang Ying.

I thought to myself that it would be great if this Black man came out. Not only did I still have the large yellow talisman given to me by Qingyunzi, but I also had the jade piece given to me by Cheng Yi. I refused to believe that after I threw both of these items out, this Black man could still remain unscathed.

Take the matter of letting Auntie Yang substitute for her to sell meals for a month, for instance. Although Auntie Yang could also make some money, the greater benefit was helping her maintain her popularity.

This matter continually weighed on my mind. Well then, let Yao Xiang handle it.

The warmth radiating against my lower back and the low voice sounding right above my head clearly revealed the identity of the newcomer.

"Oh, what on earth are you thinking!" Xue Yuhan stamped her foot, her cheeks flushing slightly as she felt speechless at her father's rich imagination.

Although Ouyang Ming was Cao Qiming's father-in-law, and Ouyang茜 had just been complaining about Cao Qiming getting drunk all day, it was naturally fitting for Ouyang Ming to scold Cao Qiming a little. However, since Chen Qingdong was still present, even though Cao Qiming repeatedly agreed, his expression remained somewhat unsightly.

This required time, the infiltration of the military, and the bribery and enticement of military officers. Yang Tianfeng was deeply vigilant about this; pulling out trusted aides like Xiao Si and building a relatively independent intelligence agency and internal security system was one of his preventive measures.

"En," Diaochan nodded, feeling that after Cao Ang's modifications, she was starting to feel much more comfortable. Even the pain in her back had lessened considerably, and breathing was no longer so difficult.