Chapter 28: Lin Hui Is a Fool

Su Qixing smiled and said, “They’re all colleagues from the factory.”

“For your safety, may we check these?” Fang Wenxuan looked at Su Qixing as he spoke.

“Of course,” Su Qixing nodded.

“Thank you for your cooperation.” As Fang Wenxuan spoke, he began to carefully inspect each of the fruit baskets, flowers, chicken soup, and snacks, but found nothing unusual.

“Officer Fang, you’re very thorough.” Watching Fang Wenxuan finish the inspection, Su Qixing smiled at him.

“These are unusual times. Are you feeling any better?” Fang Wenxuan asked with concern.

“Much better, thank you for asking,” Su Qixing replied with a gentle smile.

Luo Xia stepped forward, bent his knees slightly, and raised his dagger. Opposite him, the saber-toothed tiger was also poised to attack.

“Director, could you tell me about the situation at the orphanage?” Only after distributing the items did Zheng Rui ask the elderly director.

Rong Ting truly never expected this—he was both surprised and overjoyed. But why hadn’t she sought him out when she was in England?

After listening to Chen Weidong, Lao Liu immediately fell silent, refusing to utter a word no matter how much those nearby questioned him. Only after a long while did he slowly hang up the phone.

She had indeed fallen behind in her studies, but now that her memories had returned, none of it was difficult anymore. Back in Paris, Ming Lu had arranged for renowned teachers to instruct her, and she handled all sorts of exams with ease. Luckily, the company was very accommodating of Lou Xiaoxiao’s schedule.

With a sharp whoosh, the only response to the elder was not words, but a flash of light. In an instant, a cold sensation brushed over his eyes, leaving him puzzled—until he heard the second brother shout loudly.

The two brothers entered, travel-worn, still carrying the chill of a winter morning that rushed in with them.

As he thought of this, the Sky-Supporting Demon King, whose true form was far away in the vast sea of stars, grew agitated. The colossal hand that had appeared through the rift in space suddenly surged in power, battering the Xuantian Primordial Array in an attempt to break through and seize the divine radiance that drew him so strongly.

Zhang Qian smiled and pointed at Yi Qingyao. So many years had passed, yet Yi Qingyao was still as lively and restless as ever, never able to sit still and meditate, unlike Yi Qingxun.

Glancing to the other side, Lu Fan and his group were already too busy to attend to anything else. Only host Xu Ge still found time to look after the scene, cracking jokes and keeping the atmosphere lively.

Hearing this, Lin Feng said, “All right, from now on, I’ll always let you both know where I’m going, so you won’t worry. As for finding someone to protect me, there’s no need. Your son is strong enough now; he doesn’t need anyone else to watch over him. From now on, let your son ensure your safety.”

Zhang Fa and Zhang Cai, excited by the secret message from the Shadow Ice branch, downed three bowls of rice porridge in a row.

The great Confucian master, Confucius—styled Zhongni—was a philosopher, educator, and politician during a tumultuous era, and the founder of Confucianism.

But it was already so late tonight that he only tentatively asked Lin Song if they could perhaps talk things over properly tomorrow.

When evening came, Cheng Jun and Chen Tingjun hurried over. After dinner, they all began preparations for the broadcast.

When she realized what Lu Xiao was doing to her, she grew angry and struggled with both hands to push him away, but it only took a moment for him to pin her arms in place with his large hands.

Ling, having just learned about shopping in the human world, dutifully pushed a cart and followed closely behind.

Thinking of this, Su Han couldn’t help but shudder. Sensing someone’s gaze, she instinctively looked up.

The cold indifference on Chu Ran’s face melted away completely. Regardless of whether the person across the thick fog could see, Chu Ran smiled brightly and spoke in a clear voice.

After hearing Lin Feng’s explanation, the two senior brothers finally understood why he didn’t know what a travel permit was.

She didn’t know how many he had made before she entered, but since she’d arrived, she counted at least a hundred.