41 The Three of Us Together

The younger brother would often secretly stand by the doorway, watching his elder brother’s calm expression while sensing the inner agony hidden within, his teeth clenched in silent empathy.

The middle-aged man had barely conceived this terrifying thought when he saw Su Yang saunter over to the passenger seat. Shen Ru personally buckled his seatbelt, her movements imbued with an indescribable tenderness and intimacy.

Moreover, Lin Feng was an outstanding and youthful man; Qin Lan could not hold him back, for she could never provide him with a complete, happy family.

It did not take long before Zhang Xuan, guided by the black doll, arrived at an ancient residence in the suburbs.

Given Lian’s impulsive and straightforward nature, I could easily imagine how he would react upon first hearing this news, which struck like a bolt from the blue.

"Right, I need to head to the company today. I’ve left everything to them while I was reviewing these past few months, and there are still some matters that require my attention. I’ll be back this afternoon," Lu Mingfei said in the car.

This was also the reason why, despite Emperor Xin’s actions in the imperial court, his uncle Bi Gan did not attempt to stop him.

Footsteps drew nearer, slow yet precise, moving directly toward where I stood. I realized immediately that the pressure points on my shoulders must have been sealed by him.

Thinking of the unique allure hidden within alcohol, Lin Feng actually felt a moment of genuine nostalgia, and with a snap of his fingers, he signaled his desire.

He spoke as such, and though my heart, which had been hanging by a thread, could not be entirely at ease, it did settle significantly.

The scene was so beautiful it stung the eyes. Qin Fangbai honked the horn; Qu Jing pulled her hand back, stood up, and looked toward the direction from which the car had arrived.

Although his foot throbbed and pain radiated from internal injuries, he knew he could not lie there waiting for it to heal on its own. He could no longer endure the sight of her back as she walked away so abruptly. That agonizing sense of powerlessness—he never wanted to experience it again!

"It’s nothing!" Mo Jiahao replied. He needed to notify headquarters immediately to begin deployment in the United States. Chen Tianyu likely did not yet know his true identity, which would make things easier for Interpol to operate on the sidelines.

Cixi, after listening to Li Hongzhang’s words, realized he was right. If Yuan Shikai and Ronglu were fighting over the command of the New Army, she could not hand military power to Yuan Shikai. To be honest, giving it to him would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains. It had taken so much effort to strip him of that power; it was unthinkable to return it now.

"Mommy, what’s wrong?" the baby, crouching at her feet, looked up and asked, noticing her slightly troubled expression.

Ling Yang secretly cursed the muscular man for arriving at such a crucial moment to disturb them; it was truly infuriating.

Inside Conference Room No. 1, all the senior executives had already arrived. The only person missing was the very one who had called the meeting.

Meng Yu never dwelled on anything. Upon hearing this, Lü Haotian slowly turned around and drained the final drop of wine from his glass.

The Sun residence was crowded with guests today, and the back garden was divided into several areas for hosting. Li Danruo observed the hierarchy as she walked; it seemed the spacious main hall in the center was reserved for the guests of honor.

After hearing the attendant’s analysis, a trace of composure returned to Fei Teng’s face, and he felt a weight lift from his mind. He knew his son still had money; it was just that he would never touch it unless the situation became critical.

However, when Zhang Haotian reached the position ahead, that same figure appeared even further up the path.

In truth, it was their own fault for being unreliable; they were late every time, making it impossible to avoid punishment, which left Ouyang Tian somewhat enraged.

At this moment, Zhou Yingying truly hoped the Flower Demon would collapse, just like Li Buwang over there.

Zhou Zhirou, sitting to the side, was an officer in the air force command system. How could he not know what was happening in his own sector? Yet, for various reasons, he—a man who had made significant contributions to the Chinese Air Force—had been somewhat marginalized. The 14th Air Force was under direct American control, and he could not intervene.

Wu Huaying was so angry her ears turned red. She had lost count of how many times Lin Feng had infuriated her that evening, or how many times he had taken liberties with her.

His tone this time was clearly better than before, yet it still carried a hint of a threat.

After speaking, Wang Baolu curiously circled Ouyang Tian, scrutinizing him as if he were a rare treasure. His gaze made Ouyang Tian’s skin crawl, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.

A rare opponent must not only be evenly matched but ideally share certain similarities. Bu Fan and Dao Xin studied one another, clearly both concluding that the other was a formidable adversary. Bu Fan had never seen Dao Xin’s formless Five Elements techniques, and Dao Xin was equally intrigued by Bu Fan’s peculiar combat style.

Liu Zhong spoke slowly, then dashed toward Meng Batian in a flash. Meng Batian stared at him, never expecting Liu Zhong to strike, and instinctively prepared to counterattack.

This announcement was repeated five times. Everyone who heard it clearly stopped in their tracks, looking at those around them in disbelief, seeking confirmation. They wondered if they had misheard or if the broadcast had made a mistake.

The person beside him was Qi Xinyu, the closing disciple of the strongest master of battle-qi among the Three Blades. His strength was immense, and it was said that even Shan Long had suffered greatly when they had clashed in the past.