Chapter 59 Shall We Get Back Together?

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, perfectly within the bounds of standard social etiquette, but the restaurant was spacious and sparsely populated, making it feel rather empty. In the pin-drop silence of the moment, her words stood out with striking clarity.

"Mm, I just don't think much of her." Shang Jiuxu finally deigned to lower his status and offer a single sentence, brushing the matter aside as lightly as a feather.

Yet somehow, his words carried immense weight, far more credible than Su Mian's explanation.

Su Mian let out a sigh of relief. What a menace who brought nothing but trouble.

During the family gathering...

He felt no compunction whatsoever in judging others, fully capable of looking down on Lin Xier and tearing her apart with his words.

Because Chen Baoqiang had no idea what Li Jun's team was actually called; he only knew Li Jun's name. Thus, an entire production crew had to help him search for a designer team named Li Jun.

The fourth brother was a lazy slacker who grew a beard resembling Zhang Fei's. By their senior year, Li Quan could no longer remember what he had originally looked like.

Whether due to excessive blood loss or the agonizing pain of the wound, Chu Yufei's complexion was frighteningly pale.

The two of them arrived a little early and waited by the roadside for Wu Zilan. Before long, a pink stretched limousine drove up. Yingzi was so utterly fascinated that she simply bundled Wu Zilan inside, hopped in herself to experience it, and then stepped back out.

At this moment, Zhao Chengping carried not a single offensive weapon on his entire body, save for ten silver dollars. Their edges were far too thick for them to be used as blunt weapons against anyone.

One hundred men to lure them in, two hundred men in ambush—their entire force of a thousand cavalrymen was about to be utterly annihilated.

Inside the Slytherin common room, the fire in the marble fireplace burned brightly, filling the entire space with a cozy warmth that stood in stark contrast to the bitter cold outside.

Lin Xier had no choice but to puff out her cheeks and threaten to throw everyone's gaming consoles straight into the trash before they finally, with great reluctance, drifted back to their respective rooms.

Ling Yuheng delivered the final blow without the slightest hurry. "Then Fourth Master Lin had better think this through. Even if Jiaojiao marries me, she remains Fourth Master's own flesh-and-blood sister. But if Fourth Master insists on having his own way, with my meager abilities, I'm afraid the entire Brocade Country Marquis Manor will only be able to save Jiaojiao and no one else."

"Where on earth have you been!" Before the mother and son could finish exchanging their heartfelt sentiments, a hollow voice drifted from behind.

He lay powerlessly on the grassland, gazing up at the starry night sky. If things were to go on like this, how could he possibly have the strength to cross the border? How could he ever muster the energy to make the journey back?

Before the perpetrator receives the punishment they rightfully deserve, why must the victim be subjected to so much trouble? Why does it have to be so complicated?

Even Su Chen inwardly cursed them as pig-headed teammates, not daring to let the two of them continue acting on their own.

Fine, perhaps his experience was simply limited. Maybe families of military generals raised their children through slightly unorthodox methods?

"This..." The shaman was somewhat tempted. Su Zhan's true appearance was something he had guessed at countless times in his heart. To say he harbored no doubts whatsoever would be a lie; the only reason he had stood firmly behind Su Zhan was out of trust for the old chieftain. But Gui Da claimed to have proof, and this heavily shook his conviction.

The Great Chieftain Lan and Lan He had never expected to see Ah Jiu, and for a moment they were too astonished to speak. Overcome with emotion, Lan He hugged Ah Jiu tightly and burst into tears.

Su Run merely told her to stay close to him and let her wander around as she pleased. Naturally, he had made preparations: Ah Jiu was already wearing a soft armor woven from the mysterious silk and golden threads of the Su family's ancestral heritage, and the prayer beads on her wrist were the token previously given by the Great Chieftain Lan, capable of repelling insects and poisons, keeping all ordinary toxins safely at bay.

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it, I just thought of a few issues I wanted to bring up. Can't you tone down the reaction! I make my living with my brain; if I don't think things through comprehensively, people die when things go wrong." Wang Peng barked back at Pu Shangzhi the moment he heard those words.