Chapter 127: What is it that Miss Song hopes to use A-Li to help you with?

When the man returned that evening, Song Mi did not mention a single word of it to him.

Furthermore, at around three o'clock that afternoon, Fu Sisi had called her. Naturally, the purpose of this call was the fact that Song Mi had sent the passionate details to Qiao Yudong. Beyond furiously berating her for being untrustworthy, Fu Sisi threatened that she would never let Song Mi gain any insight into the Eco-Cemetery project or secure even the slightest opportunity.

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It turned out the situation was as follows: Malan Village was situated at the foot of Zijing Mountain, while the original planning for the Pingyuan Factory had intended to include a large stretch of land south of the mountain. In other words, the current location of Malan Village actually occupied land that belonged to the Pingyuan Factory.

Accompanied by a pleasant chime, the electronic gate opened automatically, and the sound of wind chimes drifted from the receiver.

Ye Zetao looked up in surprise, only to see a stout monk dressed in a kasaya standing right before him.

To be honest, Chen Yunming had felt quite anxious when Ye Zetao ventured into the sea again. Seeing him standing there alive and well, he felt his heavy heart settle, and he even developed a sense of admiration for him.

Then, Liang Qichao stared intently at Li Zicheng, looking into those eyes that always seemed so sincere and devoid of any falsehood, and said earnestly.

The American side was in even greater distress now; it was said that Gabe was already mired in a full-scale assault by the opposition party, with domestic calls for dissent growing ever louder.

The Soviet armored brigade, hidden in the woods, suddenly burst out and struck a heavy blow at the flank of the attacking White Russian forces. In less than ten minutes, the White Russian troops were fleeing in panic, with the Soviet forces in hot pursuit.

In this era, perhaps only Fang Jianxiong possessed the ambition to lead this nation toward a path of rejuvenation at such a historical juncture.

He himself was not originally capable enough, but fortunately, the Art of Divine Refining had tempered his body to the level of a Nascent Soul, which was the only reason he could withstand the immense power of the teleportation.

Seeing that Yuan Shikai had "no intention" of reclaiming military power, Feng Guozhang felt relieved and took the opportunity to return a hollow favor.

Jiang Yu opened her phone and found the assistant director to confirm that Huo Ziqi had arrived, only then feeling at ease.

"That wouldn't be very appropriate, would it?" Ziyu felt troubled. If she slept with Fu Yan, how could she go see Jiang Zhi at night? If she only left a shell in the room and Fu Yan tried to wake her, she wouldn't stir no matter what—wouldn't that terrify Fu Yan?

Her cheek burned with sharp pain, and Long Wanyue’s face turned deathly pale in alarm as she scrambled to find a mirror.

"If you can't stand it, try to plug your ears," Long Jiuer whispered, her ten fingers immediately dancing across the strings of the zither.

Yet, the bloodstains on them were so clear—really, so clear—that Feng Lingjiu could not settle her heart.

It was merely his temperament getting the better of him, making it impossible for him to harden his heart and ignore Qiao Mandong. After all, their families did have a good relationship, and his father had instructed him to look after her a little.

It was just past mealtime, and there were only seven or eight tables of people dining in the lobby. Zhong Xingyue chose a spot by the window.

Moreover, where could Chu Tiankuo have heard the story that Chu Aofei spoke of from over twenty years ago?

As this roar—clearly a mix of dissatisfaction and pouting—erupted, everyone looked at him with expressions as if they had been hit with something foul, their faces indescribably complex.

In fact, he was harboring the idea of fattening the pig before slaughtering it, intending to descend as a savior to win the gratitude of the Land of Waves, thereby securing a dominant position in this crucial maritime trade hub.

To be scolded by someone and then come to him to complain, and to say it in front of so many people—was this not an embarrassment to him, the number one expert of the Great Yuan Nation?

Watching Su Wanyi sulk at her, she hurried over to her, intending to speak, only to see the other woman burst into tears with a loud "Wah!"