Volume 1, Chapter 60: Thirty Thousand a Month for a Janitor? Who Are You Trying to Fool!

"What do you think?" Yu Yaxuan gave him a sidelong glance.
She wasn't her own biological mother, so why should she care?
She had been foolish enough to care before, but she certainly wouldn't be that stupid now.
Lin Jingsheng's neck flushed red with anger, yet he never dared to say anything.
Given their current relationship, Yu Yaxuan truly had no obligation to take care of his mother.
The two of them busied themselves for the better part of the day, finally transferring the majority of the wine into the inner world of the cauldron. Once the time elapsed, this wine would become immortal nectar, and by then, it would undoubtedly sell in massive quantities.
Rather than going on like this, it would be better to go see the Third Great-Aunt. At least by pouring out all the thoughts she had harbored over the years, she could find peace of mind; even if she were to die, she wouldn't fall into the Tongue-Ripping Hell.
With that, Dongfang Xiao's figure darted out from the brush, and Uriel hurriedly followed closely behind.
The Emperor had completely abandoned the thought of killing him. For his entire life, he had never truly seen through Chu Qi. At times, he thought of him as an ambitious overlord; at times, he thought of him as fiercely loyal; at times, he felt he would never betray him even in death; and at times, he genuinely felt threatened. The genuine and the false were truly difficult to distinguish, yet he simply could not bring himself to kill him.
This brought a deep sense of satisfaction to He Chuan, who felt that marrying Zhou Xiaoling in this lifetime was the luckiest thing that could ever possibly happen.

These four trillion spiritual stones were the tax revenue from the shops in South Sea City this year, marking a massive harvest. Unfortunately, before they could even warm up in their hands, they were about to fall into the pockets of the Drunken Red Mansion.
After hearing the widespread rumors making the rounds in the city, factions from all sides began closely monitoring the movements of the Shu army and the Yanzhou army, terrified that they might pull off some trick.
The two old men answered in unison. Judging by their posture, if Dongfang Xiao did not agree, they had no intention of helping him at all.
"You should all head back to the estate first. As soon as I exchange the full granary, I'll send it back to you," Xu Shi said, looking at Shen Zhongnan.
His army of zealots had long since been reduced to ashes by Xie Wuji. Right now, he could only gather up all the untrained believers and treat a dead horse as a live one. This was his last bargaining chip.
In ordinary days, he frequently beat and scolded his third sister. By now, the injuries she had sustained from domestic abuse must number well over a hundred times, right?
Struggling to keep her eyelids open, Ye Ning pushed through until three o'clock in the morning. Once everything was finished, she slumped over the desk and fell asleep.
Everyone drew a sharp intake of breath. If this were to be used on a human, the effect would be extraordinary.
"Duanmu Hui, what use is all that you're saying? Even if I were to beat you or kill you right now, who could possibly stop me?
Furthermore, because Zhou Daxiong and Zhou Li used their Hua's Pharmaceutical Group to create momentum for Hitoshi Kameda and the others' Sakura Clinic.

Do you now want to admit that my grandfather's initial idea to reform the He family was correct? Desperately wanting to find the Tianshan Holy Water is just your way of giving yourself psychological comfort, isn't it?
Today, they were also determined to make Fang Ping'an treat their illnesses, so naturally, they would not easily let the matter rest.
For every location Linda mentioned, Chu Jiao could accurately locate it. Later on, she could even anticipate the surgeon's next move and move the laparoscope to the appropriate position in advance.
Sister Liu also sensed that the situation was turning sour, so she quickly walked into the office and quietly dialed Old Master Yang's phone.
Carrying his bundle on his back, Zhang Shiyi did not return to the market to set up his stall. Instead, fueled by stubbornness, he wandered around the city for the entire day.
Ye Linyuan glanced at the conscription order and found that its contents were roughly the same as what old man Ye had mentioned earlier, except that the specific phrasing was much more polished.
He had managed to avoid the perception of the ultra-wide-range sensory barrier enveloping the entire Konoha Village, directly exposing the fact that he had mastered space-time ninjutsu.
Shen Lan opened the door from the inside, stepping out wearing only a pair of shorts, his upper body still drenched in sweat.