Chapter 690: I Am the Boss

"That doesn't make sense either. Do you have a grudge against this reporter? Or against this newspaper?"

Cheng Hao, sitting cross-legged on a chair and peeling an egg, frowned slightly: "Otherwise, why would they do this?"

She wasn't familiar with this newspaper, only knowing it officially opened around mid-November last year, backed by the Southern Daily and the Guangming Daily, as it was co-founded by these two.

In a sense,

"So, you truly issued an imperial decree to summon Hui'er into the palace." A pair of searching eyes fixed on Xuanyuan Rui; she hoped not to hear a single word that would make her collapse.

"Excellent. I was just thinking of meeting the rebel armies of Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao to see what skills they possess, capable of fighting all the way to Yizhou and Sizhou." Zhang Tiancheng, hearing there was a battle to fight, grinned so widely his mouth wouldn't close.

She just didn't know that all of this was merely a play self-directed and self-acted by her foolish younger sister.

Jin Se said she would eventually be his. Xuan Ming thought, feeling warmth in his heart. Sensing that Xuan Ming's body was no longer as stiff as before, Jin Se took his hand and led him toward the bedside.

"Excellent. This humble minister shall address Chen Niangniang as Master." Meng Jing spoke, and Yun Xiao raised his eyes to look at Xin Luo.

The intense fluctuations continuously transmitted from the outside world made Wang Jie realize that the Demon Clan was likely now fighting with full force, engaged in a fierce battle with that Thunder Spirit, though he knew not who would win or lose.

"What do you mean?" If the Dimensional God could appear in human form at this moment, he would surely be frowning. He understood Bakuda's words only partially.

I imitated the way he usually kissed me, following the pattern. At first, he remained motionless, letting me do as I pleased with him. But after some time, he finally reacted, beginning to respond to me bit by bit, until finally turning from passive to active.

Although he no longer attends school at the academy, the academy is, after all, his alma mater.

Su Man spent three days a week locked in her room working hard, her eyes seeing almost nothing else, completely absorbed in her work.

After she finished speaking, she returned the gun, then squatted down, her warm hand grasping the young man's arm.

If the "Debate of Numbers" was won by Xinghe, the Ye City Ship would be deducted fifty thousand coins, while the Chang'an Ship would gain one hundred thousand coins.

The news that the Chairman of the Shen Group was preparing to remarry instantly ignited the reporters' enthusiasm; they frantically raised their video cameras and still cameras, capturing this thrilling moment.

Of course, Shiroi Atsushi would occasionally bring snacks he bought from home for her to eat, wearing a look seeking praise, which always made Natsukawa and Yu unable to hold back their laughter.

"What is wrong with her?" Luo Huiyan frowned, her gaze turning toward Xu Wan Ling's tightly closed door.

Shiroi Atsushi ignored Seto Nana no more, walked to a nearby chair, sat down, and began to eat his breakfast slowly.

"Mmm~ Delicious." It was the same taste as before~ Shiroi Atsushi, due to this delicious flavor, happily squinted his eyes.

The worry for her had never changed, and Rong Yu's appearance had undergone an earth-shattering change overnight.

His heart pounded violently under Shen Zui's gaze, yet the more he perceived his feelings for the person before him, the more panicked he became inside.

But, Qin Hao actually investigated her, Lin Xuanlan used her? Zhan Bai actually wanted to take advantage of the situation to cling to her. Who had she provoked or offended?

"Damn it, damn it! If my father were not still in seclusion, how could I possibly let him run wild like this!" Qianshan Ke's heart was in utter panic, yet his expression remained calm; he knew the other party surely dared not kill him, at most humiliate him.

So, when the call connected, Ximen Jinlian asked if twenty million had arrived. The bank staff very politely and kindly told her—there was absolutely nothing! And they repeatedly promised that if any money arrived, they would immediately send her a text message notification, or even make a personal call.