Chapter 315: Officially Announced Romance (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Qi Hao and An Feng acted as if they hadn’t noticed the reactions around them, continuing briskly toward the end of the red carpet.

Because the Shanghai International Film Festival had prepared in advance.

So the venue had arranged heavy security, even accounting for rapid crowd evacuation routes.

Those who didn’t understand saw photographers sprinting with their gear.

Fuck, bro, that equipment weighs dozens of pounds.

You’re carrying it on one shoulder and running like hell.

Solid.

When Chen the Blind Man reached this point, he sighed. By then, night had fallen. My grandmother was anxious—why? Because Xin Yangzi had eye trouble and couldn’t see at night; if they delayed any longer, how would they get to Chen Hui’s house?

Fortunately, the monster hadn’t noticed us behind the stone pillar; it writhed its massive body back into the pile of bones and curled up, slowly falling asleep.

A living R-block. In a game, it would be a slime with ultimate D-M traits, forever lurking at the Xinshoucun gate waiting to be whipped.

But now I saw none of that in Qin Yanhui’s eyes; before Mi Ziqi, the only thing visible was an unrelenting melancholy and sorrow, his deep guilt and regret plain to see, leaving Qin Yanhui speechless for a long time.

Li Ruchu sat on the podium, Lou Shengjun seated two seats to his right, guarding the ballot box.

Zhuo Xiangyu sat beside Xu Yueqing’s bed, staring at her calm face but appearing utterly distracted, his mind replaying the doctor’s words about Wan Zigui’s surgery.

Suddenly, the man on the bed opened his eyes. Zhuo Xiangyu shifted slightly, feeling his arm had gone completely numb; he pulled his arm out from under Zhuo Nianqi’s head and moved.

My great-grandfather smiled faintly and said nothing, but my grandfather, beside him, gripped his cane as if to speak—my great-grandfather quickly turned and silenced him with a look.

Before leaving, Jin Daha gave An Liang a reassuring OK sign—the entertainment company’s stock price matter would proceed shortly.

Due to the price hike of the premium-grade strawberries and Cuiyu-series watermelons operated by Ruit, plus the carryover of half last month’s inventory, this month’s sales revenue would explode.

I asked immediately, but unexpectedly, at my question, that face gave a strange smile.

Shen Zhibin laid it out plainly: he didn’t need to spell it out—Bian Wei’s brain would figure it out with one turn, so Shen Zhibin cut straight to the point—he’d provide the money and effort, and as long as Bian Wei enjoyed himself, that was enough.

The Gu Gou Valley looked treacherous from above, but inside it opened up unexpectedly: a fissure like a cleft between buttocks, plunging nearly a hundred meters before widening into a vast natural cavern stretching outward on both sides.

Wang Dachun didn’t get particularly angry at Ross’s useless actions—he just thought it was a waste of Ross’s time.

I endured Old Liu’s arrogance because I wasn’t strong enough. Fuck, now I’m out here and still have to swallow this ant’s disrespect?

At this moment, Wen Muyao wanted to hate the man beside her—why had she agreed to have dinner with him?

Zhang Jiajun’s sentence was light: due to his good confession, active compensation, and crucially, the victim’s family’s forgiveness, he was sentenced to one year in prison, suspended for one year.

Although they had quietly passed one night, the fire in her heart could no longer be extinguished—and the event on the seventh was inevitable.

Since discovering Anna’s difference from ordinary dragons, Su Qian had consciously integrated her into his core circle, so he reacted with little emotion to Anna’s affectionate behavior.