Chapter 217: Daughters Are Meant to Leave Home

On New Year's Eve, according to Cao Sheng's hometown customs, one must stay up to welcome the new year and cannot sleep before midnight.

So, after the New Year's Eve dinner, Cao Sheng and his parents had no intention of sleeping; he did not plan to type tonight either. He turned on the living room TV, brewed several cups of tea, and brought over a five-compartment snack box containing melon seeds, raisins, pistachios, peanuts, and other snacks.

The three of them watched TV, cracked melon seeds, drank tea, and occasionally chatted.

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala had not yet begun.

There were no more caves on both sides of the passage, but the passage did not end there; instead, it wound its way diagonally downward.

Mr. Xu also took his leave, hurrying off to fetch the deep-sea octopus demon ink for Qin Yuan; he walked briskly, very eager to help.

"Look over there, some large ships are anchored," said Da Fei suddenly, pointing to a protruding riverbank on the left front as the sand boat rounded the river.

The meeting was very simple, nothing more than to motivate everyone and make them confident in the future of the Yang Tree. As soon as the meeting ended, the forest outside the city was devastated.

The group did not run too far; they found a private room in the canteen within the military district and began eating and chatting.

"Everyone, come over here. I have another idea." Hearing Yang Ming's words, everyone around quickly gathered. But no one spoke first.

The most difficult part was that Xu Mo would not leave; this was also the reason he had not acted since appearing. He did not want to fight him to a mutual destruction. If Xu Mo did not escape, then both of them would be finished.

"Brother Wu, our jewelry company will open in a month. You must transport at least the first batch of goods. Master Mao, organize the manpower to process one or two hundred pieces of high-end jade jewelry and launch them on the market on time. Various promotional and planning activities must be carried out in advance, so there can be no delay," Shangguan Juncui instructed.

"Giving him a little lesson is fine; let him learn his lesson..." Yang Xiaoyi replied, completely unconcerned.

Yang Ming grabbed Chen Xiaoxiao's hand. Looking at Chen Xiaoxiao's flawless, porcelain-like face, he unconsciously fell under her spell, and the two kissed passionately.

She walked a few steps and suddenly turned around, but saw that Rong Yu's figure had long disappeared in the snow, as if he had never appeared.

Seeing this, Yun Xuan's lips curled up slightly in a mocking arc. He did not retreat; instead, he stomped his heel heavily on the ground, shot straight up, and moved directly toward the fist print smashing down at him.

The entire body of San Pangzi spun in the air, tracing a beautiful parabola, and crashed heavily onto the ground ten meters away, head first. He hit the ground with his head first, suffered a concussion on the spot, and was knocked unconscious.

The two old men looked at Tang Luo, their eyes wide open, even more shocked than when they recognized the 'Locking Acupoint Method' last night.

From a distance, He Chen watched Wan Qi and An Shuirong talking; he could only see their mouths moving but could not hear what they were saying at all.

While Yun Xuan strode forward, the more than one thousand people behind him followed closely. That imposing, grand formation looked particularly spectacular.

Tang Luo grinned, already imagining in his mind what poses could be unlocked on the huge office desk.

The pilot flying the plane was also completely confused; how could he be told to fly to Yanhai City one moment and then turn back the next?

"You!! How dare you! If you dare to say such rude words to this Emperor again, I will immediately twist his neck!" Ning Feifei's beautiful face was icy cold, and she scolded through gritted teeth.

At this moment, Zhai Yixin was lingering in front of Feng Xiuyao's door. He hesitated for a long time whether to knock, but finally, the hand he had raised high came down again. He truly lacked the courage to see his Yaoyao.

The commercial project in Heishan Town has already been launched by the city. The city leaders have sent a project team to meet with Old Tan several times, hoping to finalize the land deal before the New Year, so that bidding can begin and construction can start after the New Year.

"Mother? Okay, I will listen to Mother's words." Although Chen Wen did not understand, as long as it was Mother's arrangement, he would obey.