Chapter 42: How Did the Villain Turn Into a Simp? 5

Then Hua Yue suddenly changed her tone and said, "Since you know where you went wrong, why aren't you getting lost yet?"

Twirling a lock of hair, with the sunlight striking her from behind, she seemed to glow all over, a smile resting even upon her snow-white face.

Yet she looked like a little demon.

Hua Yue felt somewhat uncomfortable, as a nameless surge rushed upward from her internal organs to her head.

Little Li stared in disbelief: "What right do you have to fire me?"

Hua Yue knitted her brows: "Are you an idiot? When—"

The few of us could only lie face down on the ground, motionless, covering our heads and letting our bodies be buried by the dust, not daring to move even a fraction.

This warm current, like a flowing steel wire, coiled and moved back and forth within her body, causing excruciating and unbearable pain.

Ye Tianyou casually placed the medicine kit on the nearby carpet, turned around and swept her into his arms. His caring gaze, tinged with a hint of a smile, was dyed red by the warm lamplight.

My routine remained a rigid triangle, still without any clues, still idle. Naturally, when bored, I had tried to contact Qiu Liming, but this guy refused to carry a mobile phone no matter what. If he didn't show up himself, no one could find him, and there was no telling where he had run off to since that elite gathering of the "Bone Wyrm".

Ye Tianyou obediently closed his eyes, yet a wide arc was pulled at the corner of his mouth. His injured left hand rested on the edge of the bathtub, and he leaned back against it like a lion waiting for its prey.

"Elder Yue sacrificed his life to rescue us halfway," Su Hao said slowly. He used his inner Qi as he spoke, his voice echoing throughout the entire White Cloud Sect so that everyone could hear.

I understood Chen Shan's intentions and wasted no words. As for Liu Wen, I would handle her if I could; if I couldn't, we would cross that bridge when we came to it.

Gu Shian tried her utmost to convince herself not to panic, but she couldn't help worrying anyway. She would make a phone call every little while.

"Later, once the post-production is done and Xixi finishes her competition, upload it to the major music platforms," Han Yuyun instructed the staff at the music studio.

Wang Hao had not expected that Wang Hao's eloquence would be so sharp, every word stinging and hitting the bullseye with precision.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and scratched his head, his impression of Li Hongliang instantly improving immensely. For such an expert to offer to spar with him was truly giving him a great deal of face.

Accumulated fatigue leading to illness is not terrifying, as it can be resolved. What is terrifying is knowing what should be done yet refusing to do it, and instead worsening the condition through negligence. For such people, even the finest medical skill cannot save them; if their mindset does not change, there is no point in treating them.

Zheng Ke had thought of six or seven recipes, all of which had flaws. To put together a dish that satisfied him would probably take at least two or three days, if not longer.

Although there was a possibility of a complete victory, for Zheng Ke, using Japanese cuisine inherently involved too many uncertainties.

"This..." At the entrance of a staircase, Huo Yuanji and Lin Feifei exchanged glances, each seeing a trace of profound bewilderment in the other's eyes.

For some reason, Ren He felt that some of his ideas were very likely to be realized through Xu Nuo's hands.

Chen Yutian nodded slightly. Although the time might seem a bit tight to others, given his capabilities, this amount of time could be considered quite ample.

"...The records do not seem to mention this. Could it be that he has learned a new magic?" They summoned vast expanses of holy light to ward off the onslaught of the blizzard as they spoke.

She had no idea whom Taiwei recognized or did not recognize, nor did she know with whom he was on good terms or with whom he was at odds. Therefore, when Taiwei uttered the word "friend," she could not even find a candidate to use for guesswork.

Previously, she had been somewhat hesitant about getting married so early, but during this period she had experienced one event after another—from the continuous decline in her live-stream viewership and being stalked by an obsessive fan, to discovering that her hired clone had realized its own identity.