Chapter 122: I Am Still Your Boyfriend

Lin Hui found it difficult to say anything more. He did not want to make things awkward for Fang Wenxuan, either. After all, Fang Wenxuan was only twenty-three; naturally, he would not be meeting his family so soon. Besides, there had been so many unpleasant incidents between them before.

“Then I’ll be going home tomorrow. What will you eat by yourself?” Lin Hui asked.

“Let’s go to the supermarket later. I’m going to buy lots of snacks. It’s a weekend without any cases—I’m going to watch blockbusters, play video games, and eat snacks to my heart’s content.” Fang Wenxuan smiled.

“Fine. I’ll go with you.” Lin Hui smiled indulgently and ruffled Fang Wenxuan’s hair.

After the two of them drove to the supermarket, Fang Wenxuan began tossing things into the cart without pause. Before long, the cart was piled high. But—

Mu Lin was carrying 1.2 million diamonds, while Luo Qing had more than a hundred million ingots on him. The two of them combined were worth nearly as much as a quasi-god-tier character.

Yet how could Chu Yun be the sort to sit around and await his fate? Apart from Manshan Tower, he found an inn nearby and took a room there. The inn was inexpensive, costing only one silver coin a day.

“Junior Brother, these are the proceeds from the spirit talismans consigned for sale in the shop over the past few days. Please count them.” Mo Shan took the talismans, expertly arranged them in the most conspicuous section of the spirit-talisman cabinet by the shop entrance, then flipped through the ledger. He took a thick bundle of spirit banknotes from behind the counter and handed them to Liu Yu with a courteous smile.

Chu Yun saw that although this private room was not as large as the one where he had attended his classmates’ gathering, its furnishings were elegant and luxurious without being gaudy.

Ye Li was just about to walk over to Dongfang Caiyi and comfort her, telling her to rest for a while. Once the emotions and thoughts in her mind had settled, he would tell her what had happened.

As for Sleepless Dance, the first dungeon she had encountered after entering the game had been Young Master Meng’s. Her starting point had been exceptionally high, so after witnessing Young Master Meng’s godlike skills and playstyle, Luo Fei’s seven-hit assault barely made an impression on her.

After all, everyone in the city had seen them leave together. If the seven members of the Luo family died here, everyone would know that it must have something to do with him.

Her pupils widened, her gaze growing unfocused. How could she not know? But her father had always been an incorruptible and upright official. She absolutely refused to believe that he had embezzled anything. Absolutely refused.

After grumbling inwardly for quite some time, Xia Jinxiu silently accepted reality. Then she consoled herself with the A-Q method: this card could also be considered a disguised danger alarm.

As for that Supreme God, she had never feared him and never would. As for Situ Moran, she only wished to follow her heart.

The instant the red light entered her body, it shot toward her consciousness and continued burrowing deeper, as though it intended to uncover every detail of her past.

She watched him leave, a strange radiance moistening her hazy eyes. She did not know what it was; she only felt as though some force were supporting her, and the ache in her heart was no longer quite so unbearable.

Rong Zhenye cast her a distant glance. His mother-in-law’s sudden change in attitude had indeed surprised him. Perhaps there was a reason related to this.

Just as Mu Qingqing raised her whip again, he flashed forward and placed Bai Si behind him, taking the blow squarely. At the same time, his usually placid eyes, set in that cold face, glared at Mu Qingqing with murderous fury.

“All right, stop adding extra drama. You have nothing to do during the day. Follow your teacher and study properly.” Shen Chi spoke.

Yet the Crown Prince was an exceedingly aloof man who never made jokes. Consequently, no one dared make a fool of himself in his presence.

Her slender, tender-white right hand, fair as jade, still held the Comprehensive Mirror, and her beautiful eyes remained fixed upon it. Only her naturally lowered left hand, hidden within her sleeve, was gathering spiritual energy. A streak of golden light shot toward a certain location.

An Yibing? What kind of person are you, really? I want so badly to understand you more deeply. When will you let me come closer?

Tie Yi and the others arrived at a place where a jade bed stood. Peach blossoms lay scattered all over it, creating an exceptionally beautiful scene.

“Miss Shi, does that mean you already know who it is?” Xia Nuanyan’s brows trembled. She had already sensed the slight quiver in Shi Xilan’s voice. She wanted only the truth and no longer wished to speculate.