Chapter 411: Love in an Instant

"Tan-ge, why are you here? Where's my brother and my mom?" Tiehu saw me suddenly appear and guessed something had happened at home, so he asked tensely.

Well, when it's not the time to be modest, you can't be modest—it would only make some people even more arrogant.

And that remark just now was actually telling Lefan that the true mastermind behind this matter was Bai Wanru, not her; as a wife, she would always be thinking of her husband.

It's been quite a long time since so many people gathered together last time; this time, like one big family, everyone showed up.

"Second Uncle, is there still room to negotiate on this matter? I'm afraid you've already made your preparations, so there's no use in me negotiating further. Just give me a little more time and let me recover some losses for the Dong family." Lefan said with a solemn expression, and the moment his words fell, he paid no attention to anything else and left straight away.

Although this white T-shirt was a bit too big, being loose was also a kind of style; as for the denim shorts… Shuixuan's waist was too slim to fit into them at all, so she had no choice but to ask Su Apo for a piece of string to tie them up.

Chi Wan raised her head and looked—a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, stood before her; it must be the man from the matchmaking.

Damn. What a joke. Caesar Tiger-bro… that's the kind of figure who, with one stomp, makes Anyang Road tremble three times over.

After saying that, Wu Tianyue stormed into her room in anger, and with a "bang," she slammed the door shut with force.

Their conversation was heard word for word by Jun Qiluo, who was leisurely drinking tea next door; in her heart she already somewhat admired the man called the Young Master for analyzing the facts almost perfectly.

"Lord Flora, I am Damira, a member of 【Dark Crow】." Damira made a gesture, which would be commonly used by the future Elemental Forest faction, but clearly that time hadn't come yet—Flora paid no attention to the gesture at all.

The people at the Central Bureau were dumbfounded; they never expected the ambassador from Huaxia to come, and with such a tough attitude at that.

Chen Cheng and Chen Qing had no choice but to bring the master and his three disciples to the banks of the Tongtian River, where they saw snow piled like mountains, clouds clearing at dawn. Cold congealed over Chu's passes, a thousand peaks gaunt; ice bound the rivers and lakes into one flat sheet. The north wind bitingly cold, the frozen ground sharp-edged. The vast waters of Tongtian lay without a ripple, the bright ice stretching flat as a land road.

While the government apparatus was being established, the entire territory of Guan Beihai was divided into administrative regions, a total of eighteen provinces.

He could of course use fancy dribbling to shake off one, then a second, but the Chinese team's defensive formation was extremely tight and didn't give him that much room to improvise.

Ning Xuanchen couldn't bear to let go, only feeling a soft internal force transmit from his palm, half his body aching and numb, being led by Long Qingping to stagger east and west. The long sword did not follow his will, charging left and breaking out right; with several swishing sounds, it actually sliced through a few people's waist belts.

Mu Jinxi saw the uncle and nephew playing happily and didn't stop them; after all, they also needed time to bring up this matter with their mother, needing a buffer.

He began searching all around, but after looking for a long time, he simply couldn't find any trace of Dugu Shi.

While she was rapidly thinking about how to escape danger, before she could come up with a plan, she saw the old man suddenly strike at her.

Actually, without Grand Secretary Ji needing to say it, Nan'er and the others had long since seen the two's awkward predicament.

Yining held the banknotes still carrying her stepmother's body warmth, and gripped this stack of banknotes tightly—she had truly worried too much for her.

Old Madam Ning was already full of anger; seeing Third Concubine stand up on her own at this moment, her face immediately darkened, lips pressed together, looking displeased. Then hearing Third Concubine's words, her expression paused for a moment, and she followed her gaze to look over.

The discussion only lasted for a while, because the match started and everyone was busy watching, gradually forgetting the focus of their earlier talk.

When school was about to let out, she called Wu Mei along too; after all, Wu Mei and the others would still have to go after hearing that bigmouth Wang Jingjing's words, so it was better to "strike first" now.

Zhou Yingyou had a broad face, stubbly beard, expression indifferent—even seeing him come in, he didn't even raise his eyes. This was a man who did great things. That was Cheng Lang's first impression.

Zhao Yuzhen hadn't expected Zhou Guoqiang to bring her clothes too; while complaining about her husband spending money recklessly, she happily put on the new clothes. Looking in the mirror and seeing she looked much younger and prettier, Zhao Yuzhen's face couldn't hide her smile.

As night deepened, guards surrounded Lu Jiaxue's carriage and entered the Marquis of Ningyuan's residence. He stepped down from the carriage, draped in a cloak, his tall figure appearing even more upright under the lantern light at the eaves.

Then, before she could finish speaking, she and Yun Yi both crashed to the ground together; what happened after that, she no longer remembered at all.

She had never cared about others' opinions in the first place; only true strength could shut those people up.

Xiao Yao couldn't help looking at the chess game, gradually becoming immersed. Sitting like this, it seemed like ten thousand years had passed in a flash, yet also as if it were only an instant.

Since the early days of the founding of the nation, Jade Spring Mountain had always been an important residence for the Party and state leaders; back then, several old marshals and retired national leaders had lived here long-term. And after other revolutionary elders of the older generation stepped down, they also liked to recuperate quietly here.