Volume One, Chapter 92: Chu Yanzhen Takes Li Ruochu Away!
Li Ruochu came to stand beside Feng Yizhou.
Su Manyin, however, was unlike her usual self. She did not speak with her familiar acid wit, but instead warmly introduced Li Ruochu to Zhou Yi.
"Your makeup is way too heavy. How many layers did you put on?" Gu Lian said, holding the script in her hand and comparing it with Liu Ying's shooting schedule for the past few days. Looking at Liu Ying, who seemed utterly lifeless, there was a trace of concern in her voice.
In the current situation, with friend and foe still unclear, Song Yuchen looked at Guan Chenji with very little goodwill.
Liu Tianhao said nothing, but she was so clever that without his saying a word, she already knew what to do.
Gu Meng understood for a brief moment that Guan Chenji's turning back and embracing her had not been a softening of attitude, nor an attempt to ease the tension between them; rather, his next words might spark an even fiercer argument. As that thought flashed through Gu Meng's mind, she instinctively began to want to flee.
So after class ended, when school let out and the sun had already set, around six in the evening, another group of students gathered once more at the site of the night meeting's contest.
The moment those words were spoken, everyone was stunned, even Xuanxuan and the others could hardly believe it. They had never had much hope for Ye Tianyu's driving skills to begin with, and had only heard Tang Duo say he was good.
At the same time, Liu Tianhao, who had been watching the red dot in his mind all along, also noticed her movement and could not help but smile faintly.
The reporters were practically mad with excitement; news like this was more shocking than anything else. Gu Meng, meanwhile, said no more. In any case, in her view, her face would return to normal in at most a month and a half, and she certainly could not remain in the Guan Corporation. As for the mess left behind, Guan Chenji would have to clean it up himself.
Could it be that they had decided she would cooperate with them for certain, and had sent someone merely to take the credit?
Ye Tianyu's heart immediately relaxed. From the text message, he felt a warmth, and hurriedly replied. But Wushuang was truly bold, to hand herself over to that vixen and even send her home; on the way back, wouldn't she be stripped to the bone by her?
In the blink of an eye, he saw the hotel manager, who had been shrinking back and following behind, and Yang Hongguo's anger flared up at once. He shouted at him in a thunderous voice.
But things were different now. In the past, the Japanese had only suspected that there was a Communist underground spy within their ranks, without any real evidence. The news Cao Jinglan had brought back confirmed the correctness of their suspicion, giving the Japanese a relatively clear target in their search and identification of the mole.
"Very tired?" Jade Branch's feather duster slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. She glared at Su Meijiu through gritted teeth, while in her mind a scene of languid, lingering tenderness was already unfolding.
Besides, Uncle Zhi was loyal, brave, and utterly upright, and Adou was diligent in study and full of drive; the two of them would never join hands in such a dull little trick.
The entire plaza of the Stellar Hall was empty and desolate, as though the arena had never existed there at all.
The true fire of the five elements was so formidable that if it struck, it would not merely burn away the skin; even the bones in Chen Manlou's body would be reduced to ash. Kuang Shixun was speaking plain truth.
He could not believe that Zhao Fan would, in full view of everyone, shamelessly use such despicable tactics.
Zhao Fei smiled inwardly. It was indeed a serious matter; naturally, it was not merely to tease and frighten Jin Tianhao.
"You... you know it's me?" Feng Juechen asked in surprise, looking at Su Meijiu. He had not expected her to know who he was.
Like the Trailblazers, the newly assembled Celtics this summer had also swept through the preseason with brilliant victories.
Yi Yan remembered it at once. The weekend was almost here, and she had promised Qingcheng that she would invite her close friend Wei Lili to their home to play.