Chapter 281: Ruan

Ruan Hongzhuang knew Shen Siyuan had a storage space, but this was the first time she felt its wonder so directly.

Shen Siyuan had lived in this rental apartment for years, and over time, his belongings had accumulated considerably.

Clothes and shoes were obvious, but there were also pots, pans, bowls, chopsticks, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and other items.

The largest items among them were Shen Siyuan's computer, desk, and chair.

Last night, Ruan

Ruan's father was chief editor of the Daily News; people often gave him gifts, and Qingqing was used to it. As for why they came to her, Qingqing understood well.

Precisely because of this near-life-saving debt, Xueshuang, with nowhere else to go, had followed Huoyun Pu ever since.

Ye Qin was truly exasperated—was this what it meant to sit at home and have disaster fall from the sky? She hadn't done anything at all, so why had she become Xu Chi's scapegoat?

"Lanlan, hide up here. I'll deal with that giant gecko and come get you soon." Su O placed Lanlan atop a large tree, then jumped down to lure away the Digging Tiger.

The fourth branch returned with the physician; upon entering the courtyard and seeing their room packed with people, his heart sank.

Although Wukai's sect master, Wu Teng, had promised to spare Xuan Yan's life, Han Bing still chose to sacrifice himself to prevent Xuan Yan's identity from being exposed and to ensure his plan to save Leng Qingxuan wouldn't be thwarted.

Jiang Bai noticed his health was only 17, 00, but he'd been busy organizing his backpack and hadn't had time to swap gear.

Although Ye Zishan's original base strength was one or two levels higher than Wangqing's, without triggering Explosion, Ye Zishan stood no chance against Wangqing. If he did trigger Explosion, the outcome would remain uncertain.

At this time, Lü Qi asked so urgently about the matter of Pang Ying secretly photographing him—could it be she'd gotten some news about Pang Ying?

Xuan Yan smiled inwardly; this Master Zhang seemed like a kind old man, but in truth—he was truly devious.

"Does that include Tian'er too?" Without warning, Taishu Mozhe leaned close to Feng Tian's ear and whispered softly.

Su Xinyan blinked; from the prince's tone, it seemed she truly had some tiny connection with the State Preceptor.

She was young; even if she fell, it wouldn't be serious. But Qiao Zhentian rushed to save her—and in that moment, she was deeply moved. Now that she heard he was badly injured, she felt even more guilty.

Her eyes, calm as still water, fixed steadily on Tang Xiangnuan, meeting her watery gaze. The air seemed to solidify; everyone else ceased to exist.

Krizov boldly charged toward the densest horde of corpses, knowing that where the horde was thickest, survivors often remained. Though sometimes they encountered cavalry already reduced to shattered remains, more often than not, they managed to rescue many comrades.

Sometimes he was beaten black and blue, but because he completed his mission, he still laughed heartily.

She glanced around first, saw no one in the room, then walked over, picked up the jewelry box, and examined it—there was nothing suspicious.

"Stop! Xia Jie, let's make an agreement!" Tang Xiangnuan suddenly said with serious, solemn tone.

Ao Ying froze upon hearing his mother's words, then, hearing the servant's voice at the door, he panicked and turned to Cai Shuyi.

She had been living at her grandmother's house in the countryside, while Tang Xiangnuan was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, with a biological older brother—her life should have been blissfully happy.

The path to the future remains long; now, time flows like flowers, the stars like sand—but thankfully, you are here, riding proudly through the wasted years, like the sunrise revealing its most beautiful moment on the horizon.

Wang Haitao understood Chiang Kai-shek's motives: first, to win him over, since his own troops still held the northern bank of the Huai River against several Japanese divisions; second, to reward him for weakening the New Fourth Army—he had reported in his telegram that the New Fourth Army had lost nearly half its manpower, which delighted Old Chiang immensely.