Chapter 56: Gu Yichao’s Beloved Sister

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Gu Li was actually not Gu Yichao's biological child?

Shen Jin'an was hearing about this for the very first time. Such crucial information regarding the minor villain was something the system hadn't mentioned to her at all.

The system's capabilities still needed some improvement.

[...Host, the system is not omnipotent. Naturally, I couldn't capture information that was never mentioned in the main plotline. However, that woman is Zhang Lingyue, the eldest young lady of the neighboring Jingzhi Corporation. Her information shouldn't be wrong.]

"This time I am going to stay in Xianji City for thirty years, will there be any major events happening in the Ji family?" Ji Shang asked.

Over the next few days, George and Jack maintained close contact and frequently went out for drinks. Especially after acquiring the "bargain goods," Jack's attitude became even more enthusiastic. All day long, he would link arms with George and swagger through the streets, almost acting like blood brothers.

Seeing him plop down onto the ground in utter despair without actually resorting to violence, Old Jiang secretly nodded to himself, thinking that this fellow wasn't entirely rotten and was still better than most people in the cultivation world.

Watching this dark purple giant palm slowly descend from the air, everyone below felt their hearts clench, terrified that Uncle Mao's Tai Chi Diagram would not withstand the onslaught of this terrifying giant palm.

Another room was filled with battle armor, while a messy, disorganized room presumably served as a research lab.

In less than a minute, the screams of two people echoed from the corridor. Ismail shone the searchlight forward and beheld a terrifying projection.

Right after logging off, looking out the window, she saw that the sky was already faintly brightening. She figured she hadn't slept for very long, so she plugged in her phone and hurried to sleep. Not knowing how long she had slept, she was awakened by knocking at the door. When she stepped out of her room, the person knocking was none other than Nangong Le.

Even the usually composed Lü Ziqi couldn't help but frown. Such a piece of news was truly shocking to everyone.

After Wang Sheng finished speaking, I had Er Peng arrange a car for me because I needed to go to Uncle Mao's place. As for Tongxuan, she was naturally packed into a large trunk and shipped off to the suburbs together with me.

Taking a few more pills, plumes of icy mist erupted from his body. He intended to use ice-type spells to resist this fiery prison! The mist and the flames collided, generating a massive energetic fluctuation! A gigantic energy vortex whipped up, and for a moment, the rate at which the fiery prison was closing in slowed down considerably.

Just as the imperial physician stepped through the threshold, the fragment of memory that had been floating in mid-air suddenly stirred, brushed past the physician's face, and shot straight outside.

Just as those people thought Salon was about to surrender without a fight, a sudden and utterly shocking turn of events occurred.

Wujin poured a cup of water, and just as he settled into his chair, he heard the faint sound of conversation drifting from behind the curtain.

However, given Xiao Haobo's current situation—uh, emmm, the current situation of Prince Ping's estate—perhaps having the youngest son adopted into Prince Ping's estate would afford a few more opportunities.

Wei Shi's anesthetic gun, which had been aimed at Wujin, suddenly veered out of the visual blind spot and pressed directly against the teenager's reddened ear, the cold and rigid muzzle rubbing softly against the youth's sensitive erogenous zone.

"Alright, thank you, Uncle." With that, he walked straight out the door without sparing Su Zhenming a single glance. As he walked away toward the exit, the smile in the depths of his eyes turned chillingly cold. At that moment, his eyes were filled with hatred and reluctance, his fists clenched tight, and his teeth gritted.

He sat down in the chair, suddenly grabbed her wrist, and pulled her onto his lap. Before she could even react, he lowered his head and bit her lower lip.

Really, Ye Qianchong wasn't feeling smug about winning the game of chess; she was genuinely worried that her master's throat was dry.

Qin Moshang pulled Lin Cha forward, merely patted Li Jixing's shoulder, and didn't utter a single word.

With that, he froze there and did not continue speaking. His words were disjointed and the doctor couldn't understand them, yet the physician still grasped the meaning he was trying to convey.

Her seemingly indifferent attitude caught Xu Chen completely off guard. "You knew?" Although he had anticipated various possibilities, Li Yunxi's reaction was entirely outside his expectations.