Volume 1, Chapter 36: The Persistent Little Enchantress

"Mom, this lady is truly beautiful."

Ling Sisi’s leg was still injured, causing her to limp as she stretched her body and made her way downstairs. Her voice arrived long before she did. Though she appeared warm on the surface, there wasn't a trace of a smile in the depths of her eyes. Back upstairs, she had already secretly appraised Jiang Wanyan from head to toe.

Not paying wages is impossible. After all, every household needs strong hands to work the fields. If you drag people away to form a patrol team without pay, who would be willing to go? Most likely, no one would.

Gao Lian had only brought a dining table and a few chairs. Like Jiang Yun, she had offered to pay Zhou Cheng, but Zhou Cheng refused to accept it; she knew how much Gu Beiwang had been looked after by the political commissar and his wife.

From now on, music would be the finishing touch to his success. To become a legendary superstar, he needed the right credentials—film, television, singing, and now, he could not afford to miss out on the fourth pillar: variety shows.

Given this, as the heads of the Su family, it would be a surprise if Gao Shi and Old Man Su agreed to the marriage.

By the time the rehearsal ended, it was already noon. There was no time to cook, so they had to head to the canteen, which would also be a good opportunity to discuss tomorrow's matters.

Zhou Cheng felt at ease after washing her hair. Looking around the empty house, she felt something was missing. If she went out later, she could pick some fresh flowers to put in a vase, which would brighten the place up. Come to think of it, she could put a few in the hospital room as well.

"Lu Si, is this your sister?" The classmate from a prestigious background managed to keep his composure, wisely addressing Lu Si directly by name.

"So, go and show them your true skills." Liu Zhi added silently in his heart.

Even so, there was no reason for her to come and confess to her, was there? If she hadn't said anything, Lin Yun probably wouldn't have brought it up either.

"I have a feeling there might be some issues with the company's accounts recently. Have someone look into it in detail tomorrow. From what those directors were saying earlier, I seem to have picked up on something," I replied.

With this, many speculations could be ruled out. In the end, all the races participating in the research reached a similar conclusion: those Zerg units had been transported into the warships by the Zerg during the heat of battle.

"Don't worry, this time I will definitely bring back first place. I won't let Kunlun Immortal Mountain down," Gu Nuan said with a wave and a smile.

High in the sky, Pang Ban fled with all his might, plunging toward the ground. He was just about to reach it when a cold voice rang out.

In truth, Qiaoxi was indeed a ten-thousand-year-old bamboo spirit. Having watched Su Bingqin demonstrate it just once, she had already grasped the essence. She used it with such proficiency that one would never guess she had never used it before, which was enough to show that Qiaoxi was exceptionally gifted with a remarkable ability to learn.

The void of endless darkness was vast and boundless, forever silent, devoid of life, and devoid of sound.

Thus, under strict control and irrigated with organic fertilizer, the vegetation within the territory grew impressively.

Noel still wanted to refuse, but considering his magic power, which was even greater than his own, he figured that if something were to happen, he would be able to solve the problem.

Su Bingqin naturally paid no mind to the faint look of curiosity the disciple at the exchange desk gave her.

For this hard-won wedding, she had poured her heart into it, inviting almost every colleague she knew at work with an exceptionally kind and sincere attitude.

Shuang Jie felt a surge of annoyance in her heart, but she held it back, merely biting her lower lip hard and taking a large gulp of tea to soothe her inner dissatisfaction.

Ling Zimo approached Zhong Changjian and pointed his ancient blade at him. If nothing went wrong, Ling Zimo would end Zhong Changjian’s life with that very blade in the next second.

Forget it, he had better head out. He would meet City Lord Yang first, as the man was waiting for him in the lobby of the Yunlai Inn, and then he would go to see Ji Zhenzhen.