Chapter 57: Good friend, you've soaked my clothes all over, surely you can at least hand me a towel!

Gu Yao had no desire to speak further, but her body was pinned against the sofa by Lu Zheng, rendering her completely immobile.

As the lingering warmth of the fierce kiss faded, her oxygen-starved brain finally regained a shred of rationality. Gu Yao lowered her gaze, staring at her chest pressed tightly against the man's, and ground her back teeth.

Yet on her face, her true thoughts were concealed without a single flaw.

She shifted her shoulders, deliberately drawing Lu Zheng's attention, and when he looked over, she timely opened her mouth:

"Lu Zheng, I need to go—"

"The war is already over, why hasn't your father returned yet?" Her mother asked, seemingly offhand.

After Qingrong left, Qingyan looked at the phone left behind for her by Qingrong, unable to suppress her growing doubts: Can a company really afford to equip its employees with iPhone 7s now? Does everyone have one, or is it just my sister?

Seeing Qingrong holding an iPhone 7, Qingyan was somewhat surprised. How could her sister possibly afford to buy such a phone? She knew very well how expensive this phone was; her sister would certainly never bear to spend money on it! Then where did it come from?

Upon hearing the word ambush, Ying Hai immediately felt a sense of embarrassment. After all, the distance from Quanqiu to Qianyi was not short, requiring a journey across Longshan, which was infested with Rong and Di tribes. Running into enemy troops along the way was hardly an unusual occurrence.

Meanwhile, Wang Si ordered Heiniu, Dahei, and a few others to lead the brothers in dragging the Japanese soldiers' corpses into the ditches on both sides of the road.

Murong Dier's pale complexion was nearly translucent. She felt as though the hand wrapped around her throat possessed immense strength, choking her to the point where she could barely breathe.

The western part of the Nanping State bordered the Wei State. During two military campaigns in the past years, whenever Wei's supply lines for grain and equipment fell short, they regarded the eastern Nanping State as their personal granary and engaged in rampant pillaging. The people of Wei were fierce and valiant, and after several armed conflicts with them, Nanping knew all too well the vast disparity in strength between the two nations.

Years ago, Ying Xuan and his studio members spent a full year and a half conducting research in Chang'an just to locate the burial site of a certain marquis within the city. When it came to Chang'an, Ying Xuan was as familiar with it as any local resident.

After seeing Chi Shu off, before Chi Hang even had time to close the door, Chi Tao was already standing at the threshold, smiling as he looked toward Chi Hang.

Feng Yuan's voice always reminded Feng Xi of a ripe peach, its sweetness melting her heart away within that soft, delicate cadence of lips and teeth.

Who knew how long she had hoped? Who knew how long she had waited? Just to finally look forward to his arrival. Countless nights she had spent fantasizing about the moment of their reunion, never imagining that this wait would span seven hundred and seventy-seven days and nights—two years, one month, and seventeen days.

"These three are dead as well? Could it be that this wasn't internal collusion, but a pure encounter with external thieves?" The old matriarch furrowed her brows.

What was happening here? Could this "Ling'er" not be Ye Xiuling, and had the plot derailed yet again?

Much like Yue Zhaozhao, she started out in the illustration team, later transitioned by a twist of fate into the concept art team, and after self-studying 3D modeling and participating in numerous design projects, she eventually transferred to the modeling team.

"What you said just now was by no means a coincidence, but the result of careful observation. You simply lack practical experience. If you were willing to stay by my side, you could definitely achieve great things," Nie Feng said, missing the refusal in Su Xuetui's words as he continued to praise her.

Brother Yu was heading to the battlefield soon, so she needed to earn money quickly. That way, if he lacked anything on the battlefield, she could purchase it directly from her spatial dimension and give it to him.

"I don't care who you are, I said no entry means no entry. There is a special person up there paying respects right now, and you are strictly forbidden from disturbing them."

At this thought, Wang Tianming directly hung up the phone. His gaze lingered for a moment on his disabled hand before he turned and walked back into the restaurant.

She had known Li Dangui for so long, and he had always maintained an air of holding all the cards. But this time he was genuinely in trouble. If she kept silent and refused to tell Li Dangui out of fear that the poisonous oath would come true, she would be the one in the wrong.