Chapter 974: Lucky Break

At the mention of Dongling Gaoke, a heavy atmosphere instantly filled Duan Yongji’s office.

Sitong is still nominally a domestic tech giant, but compared to Dongling Gaoke, its current gap is nearly as vast as a chasm.

Even the Sitong executives sitting in the office did not believe Sitong still had the standing to be mentioned in the same breath as Dongling Gaoke, which had just completed a billion-dollar acquisition in Hongcheng.

She lifted her eyelids and gave Dou Shi a cold glance: “Even low-class trinkets are acceptable if they show a touch of originality—they’re far better than those clichéd stage props.” Dou Shi seethed inwardly.

Mo Ning couldn’t see Ouyang Che’s expression, but the lingering scent of his kiss remained on her lips, and her heartbeat refused to return to normal.

Without keeping everyone waiting long, soon after Elder Chen finished speaking, Meng Li rose to his feet, smiling—whether from joy at being first to appear or for some other reason, it was unclear.

The bidding price kept surging, and within moments, it had climbed to sixty-three thousand gold coins.

Bai Xue shook her head, signaling she was fine; her strength had fully recovered, the ice poison purged from her body, and she had returned to her former self.

But she didn’t show it—whether or not to participate was Mu Yi’s own decision; she had no right to interfere.

“Crack!” The ice lantern suddenly shattered; the only beam of light fell upon Wen Yukou, growing fiercer and fiercer, burning her like fire, as if flaying her bones and peeling her skin.

Rong Jing suddenly understood: “But now Lou Xingluo is pregnant.” If rumors spread, the child in her womb—still barely formed—would be the one least able to survive. Yet as an enemy, he had no right to say this.

After restoring the bathroom to its original state, she entered Bao’er’s room and found Ouyang Che helping Bao’er with homework.

He feared he lacked the stability to give her the happiness she desired, so he chose not to ruin her life.

The black smoke shifted into a human shape, floating atop the water; its dark, shapeless head twisted slightly, as if glancing back toward Cang Sheng’s sleeping chamber, hesitated a moment, then shot upward like an arrow.

Xia Mengning did not dodge; she silently gathered power in her left palm and struck the approaching black-cloaked figure.

“No! Absolutely not! If the Northwest Three Armies are truly withdrawn from the border, foreign nations will surely move in. Whether we defeat Duke Zheng or he defeats us, the end result will be national collapse and family ruin!” Leng Yaowu adamantly refused—he had no intention of becoming a subject of a conquered land.

“Hah, I couldn’t help myself.” Cheng Donglin laughed, then pulled out his Thousand Needle Box from his Qiankun Bag. “Click!” The box opened, and he withdrew a bottle of green ointment; the box also contained bandages.

I didn’t go up to see you—that proves I didn’t love you that much. We never crossed the line into lovers.

He didn’t understand what about her had ensnared him so deeply, but at this moment, she was his lifeline, pulling at every breath he took.

Seeing nothing urgent at the moment, the King of Hell mentally cursed Long Xiao, wondering why he still hadn’t moved.

“Go on, what business is it of yours?” Da Mi was furious; he blew a puff of hot air at Dongfang Yu.

“This coming-of-age ceremony was prepared for you. The one who should truly pay homage to Heaven and Earth now is you. We swapped bodies to deceive the crowd, but we cannot deceive Heaven and Earth—so you, the true host, must still bow.” Di Fuyi’s reasoning was impeccable.

Yu Xinrun was merely relaxing, which was why he engaged in such a pointless match against Fan Xiaochen, whose skill was vastly inferior.

Having learned that Liu Yu was Chen Yang’s first love, Ye Xiao had already reached a conclusion inside—he was now ready to verify his guess.