Chapter 48: Handing Me the Leftovers Rejected by Another Man

Wang Lan closed the door. Seeing that Jiang Weiyue and Song Chuanhe had both left, the neighbors found no more amusement in staying there, so they dispersed and returned to their respective homes.
In fact, this was enough to show that their rivalry from the very beginning existed because they were already on the same rung of the ladder.

"Didn't you notice how Yichan's look in her eyes toward Ling Shangxian completely changed after she saw me lose?" Ling Shangxian was Ah Xu, and Ah Xu was just the pet name his mother gave him.

Declining the head steward's company, Ruoxin walked alone toward the North Courtyard. Along the way, she occasionally encountered the Prince of Yingning's concubines, but upon seeing Ruoxin from afar, most of them took detours to avoid her. When they ran into each other face to face on rare occasions, they would respectfully bow before hurrying away.

That night, Qingrang slept on the daybed. The wine cup on the table still held the third cup of pear blossom brew that she had not finished.

The four walls were carved with lines of magical runes, gleaming with an ink-black luster while simultaneously radiating peculiar ripples.

With her eyes gleaming as she stared at Jin Guangyan, Yan Xiaoxiao was utterly puzzled by his pause. She looked at him with encouraging eyes, clearly expecting him to go on.

Given Ji Xiyan's temperament, Nangong Ming naturally would not tell her the truth for fear that she might let something slip. The moment he entered the door, he knocked her unconscious and made her swallow a mid-grade pill. When she woke up, he told her that he had transmitted some of his inner Qi to her to help her break through her bottleneck.

They had never met before, yet he expected her to work for him based solely on words; this inevitably made Lin Tianyao feel somewhat uneasy.

Qingrang now had a bit more confidence in Fang Shijie, so she sat there with her eyes closed, letting him work his will on her face. It was not until her shoulders grew stiff that Fang Shijie finally handed her a mirror.

Qingrang let out a chuckle and put it back into Yu Zichen's hand. "Not taking money when you see it is not the style of Yu the Fox. Even without all this, if you ever break my heart, I still have ways to crush you to death." Perhaps because her body had warmed up, Qingrang felt a wave of drowsiness. Leaning against Yu Zichen, she drifted off to sleep in a daze.

Seeing that she recognized him, Qin Yang was not surprised. He put down his phone and quietly looked at her.

Tan Yingkong let out a heavy sigh. In terms of natural talent, Guo Ling was actually superior to Ma Ji. A second-rate faction simply did not have enough resources to cultivate two Qi Sea Realm practitioners simultaneously, which was why Guo Ling had been the designated one. But now, they had no choice but to spend the resources on Ma Ji instead.

Furthermore, he had no romantic intentions toward Bai Hua whatsoever. The number of times the two of them had met could be counted on one hand. Even though Bai Hua was outstanding and handsome enough, Li Mo felt not the slightest sense of adoration for him, let alone admiration or love.

Upon hearing Tang Liqin's words, Yun Xiu realized how difficult the situation was for Yunfeng. Yun Xiu wanted to say that she would step down and let Tang Liqin take the job instead. Yet, Yun Xiu was somewhat reluctant—the deputy manager's salary was five or six times that of a vegetable sorter, and anyone would find it hard to let go. However, seeing Yunfeng in such a dilemma, Yun Xiu felt too sympathetic to bear it, yet she could not say this in front of Tang Liqin.

Imperial princes fighting for power, concubines vying for favor, and sycophants whispering slander are situations that every royal house throughout the ages has found difficult to avoid, regardless of geography or nation.

In fact, he could have swallowed all the treasures at once before coming out, but he was worried that Li Mo might leave first.

Hearing this, Qi Fan hurriedly looked at the counter in front of him. He could tell that the front desk was made of wood, but he could not figure out what kind of wood it was; its surface was the natural color of wood yet exceptionally smooth.

Jun Yan asked subconsciously, only to find Wan Lian's burning gaze fixed directly upon him.

Qin Yang decided to lend Han Feng a helping hand. When he saw Huo Xuan get up to go to the restroom, Qin Yang also stood up and followed him.