Chapter 40: You Just Have a Crush on President Lou, Just Admit It

Moxixi's cell phone rang; it was a call from home.

She glanced at Tang Yu and Lou Xizhou, then stood up to answer the call outside.

As soon as Moxixi left, Tang Yu felt the atmosphere in the dining room shift entirely, and she subconsciously sped up her eating.

Seeing her obvious intention, Lou Xizhou leisurely swallowed his breakfast, reached out to pull a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then spoke, "Tangtang."

"Hmm?"

Tang Yu answered absentmindedly with her head down, hearing nothing further after finishing her meal.

Pfft, this man was truly cunning, but for some reason, the words he uttered sounded so comforting.

What emanated from Lin Wan'er was intellectual grace, coupled with the resilience to climb upward step by step; she was bound to succeed sooner or later.

"Fine, then I'm not at a loss either. Right now, you are recognized by the five major nations as the most visionary person. To be able to escape pursuit under your hands, and to do so multiple times in a row, I'm probably the only one under the heavens," Ye Qiong said with extreme pride.

They were not fools. Seeing that Xia Yurou had been inside for so long without coming out, coupled with Gu Qingcheng coming down in person to meet her, plus Xia Yurou's radiant, happy face, it was obvious that the business deal had been successfully concluded.

A lingering, exotic fragrance filled the air. As it turned out, an incense burner had been lit on the eight-immortal table, and the smoke from the burner rose slowly, adding a unique and distinctive charm to the tranquil room.

Lu Fan's gaze flickered. He was pondering: what kind of effect could be produced if righteous energy were combined with spiritual energy?

"It's finally the weekend. Usually, Liu Wei does the cooking, and I feel rather bad about it, so I thought about getting up earlier today to buy groceries and let him sleep a little longer," Su Xue said cheerfully.

"Your house is pretty much the same as mine~" Jiang Ling walked a full circle, reviewed the layout of Li Qingyun's home, and reached her conclusion.

Current transportation channels were simple, and transporting kidnapped children meant using either cars or trains, especially since train tickets could be purchased without real-name verification back then. Thus, trains served as an excellent means of transport.

After getting everything ready, Jiang Mamo took out two copies, filled in the delivery time and quantity with a ten percent price increase, and then had both sides sign and stamp their seals.

A month later, Meng Chong bade farewell to his recovered father and younger sister, seated himself on the back of a hairy iron rhinoceros, and followed an unfamiliar team into the unfamiliar wilderness.

As for how to arrange the people he had brought with him, Li Yunsheng had long since made plans. Knowing that Tianjin would eventually fall, he had bought several houses in the concession area beforehand to facilitate future operations, which now happened to serve as safe houses for his subordinates.

When a person's luck is on the rise, even ghosts cannot stop them, and Pei Qingyang was that very fortunate fellow whom not even ghosts could obstruct.

Chen Feng's figure flickered. Carrying the three-headed, six-armed Asura avatar, his Heart-Seal Infant employed the Asura Steps to appear right before the Demon Clan's grand formation, unleashing a furious blade storm. The Asura battle blade, surging with monstrous baleful aura, whipped up a purple light of death.

Some of the things Yi Jiujiu had said last night suddenly popped up, repeating over and over again in Lu Cheng's mind.

"Then fasten your seatbelt, we're off!" Su Manning curved the corners of her lips. After confirming that Gu Youting was seated properly, she stepped on the accelerator and drove the car onto the street.

In Jiangwan Village, inside the small courtyard belonging to the Jiang family, everything seemed to have returned to normal.

Fang Molin directly used a grappling hook to vault forward while launching continuous attacks at the Tyrannosaurus's eyes. Although his attacks had almost no effect, he invariably struck whenever the creature was at its most vulnerable.

However, just as Qin Yan was preparing to go out in search of Zhou Miaotong and Miaoxuan, he discovered a letter wedged into the crack beside his wooden door.

Wei Dahui didn't mind and continued to raise the bid to three hundred million, which Zhang Feixiang immediately followed with three hundred and ten million.

"Speaking of dancing, I happen to think of a suitable candidate." I recalled someone I hadn't seen in a very long time.

My foundation in interior decoration was weak, and Wang Xing was practically a ticking time bomb; I must not let any more absurd mishaps happen.