Chapter 149: Lu Feng’s Revenge

After listening to Lu Ming's suggestion, Lian Youyou was half doubtful. "Is your plan really feasible?"

"Do you have a better one?" Lu Ming retorted.

"...No, I don't."

"Then let's proceed with my plan," Lu Ming glanced at his watch. "We have plenty of time now. I'll first ask Du Mao to find out where Wen Lanlan works, where she lives, and the places she frequents."

Lu Youyou truly envied people like Lu Ming from high society—well connected, able to find out anything they wanted, and everything was so convenient to handle.

Lu Ming picked up the phone and called Du Mao.

"Hello, Du Mao, I need you to help me with—"

Even if it meant sacrificing everything, rejecting the many benefits brought by the Su family, he was determined to be with the nanny.

Mianmian was still stuck at the four-star level, while Bingbing had advanced from early to mid-late five-star status.

There was no way around it: Huaxun was the top instant messaging service in the country, and Ali was the e-commerce king. The market values of the two companies alternated, as did the fortunes of their leaders, who took turns being the richest.

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The merman suddenly hesitated, realizing that Qin Ge’s aura was unfathomable; with all his abilities, he could not sense Qin Ge’s true strength. So he subtly slowed his movements.

Even those serving Feng Yao had frequently moved about the various courtyards of the hostage mansion, so anyone could be a suspect.

Quietly, she dug out the tea-leaf grass along with the surrounding soil and hid it in the sleeping chamber. Plants flourished there; the seedlings originally planted had grown, but four-fifths of each kind were moved elsewhere, leaving only the best from each batch behind.

Not far off, Cao Xingyu, heir to the Marquis of Changxing, dressed in a pale moon-colored robe, smiled warmly at the two.

Because of this, he accepted the child as his apprentice, intending to nurture her well. But upon hearing of her untimely death, half a century had already nearly passed when he looked back.

"My brother, I will speak for myself. Now, please apologize to my mother," Nono pointed toward the direction of the car, exuding the same commanding aura as Second Master once had.

Mother Xiang was on leave these days and had soothed Second Master’s child for a long time. In the afternoon, after Chen Meng woke up, she blushed as she took the child according to the note, avoiding Aunt Xiang’s curious gaze.

"Chuchu, what would you like to drink?" Shen Muqian placed Yu Jiale gently on the sofa beside him to rest quietly. The café was comfortably warm, and Yu Jiale remained sound asleep, feeling nothing amiss.

Inside the Feng residence, Feng Qizhen was indeed present, along with his wife, who was also the aunt of Mansheng.

He casually picked a stalk each of corn and soybean from the space, examining them carefully to spot any differences.

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He could not imagine what it must feel like for a three-year-old child to be told by classmates that he had no father.

Watching Aunt Ping move from Wang Yan and Wei Xiaoli to Wang Zijin’s side, about to approach them, Mansheng remained silent, simply gripping Wei Rong’s hand.

Qin Shou was remarkably capable. Even in Lang City, he had informants. Lu Fei did not know how he managed it, but by the next day, a carriage arrived to pick her up, carrying a well-to-do lady of about twenty-four or twenty-five.

"This is because I’ve been wanting to find Mr. Shen but never had the chance, so I hoped Mrs. Shen could help," Chen Song said regretfully.

When Gu Dongchen, beaming with happiness, returned home carrying a net bag filled with canned goods, milk powder, malt extract, and a few limp oranges.

After Chen Hu finished speaking, he picked up Po Xin. The moment he did, Po Xin was hurt again. She gritted her teeth, suppressing any cries of pain.

The soul imprint left by the Heavenly Sovereign of the Investiture of the Gods was so profound that not even the Vast Universe Sovereign or the Divine Dream Sovereign could fully uncover its secrets.

It leapt high, its massive body enveloped in earth-yellow light, forming the shape of a mountain peak, bearing an immense weight like Mount Tai pressing down, crushing toward Liao Chen and the others.

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