Chapter 42: The Mansion

Qin Yunhao seemed unwilling to waste any more words with us, his tone growing ever more impatient. "I'll say it one last time: if the young master wants to take this job, then let him go. If not, I'll find someone else. I'm only here because you belong to the government, otherwise I wouldn't bother. You have two hours to decide—call me when you've made up your mind, or this job goes to someone else." With those words, Qin Yunhao strode off...

Piloting the slightly damaged fighter, I entered the area he had designated, ready to cooperate with their tactics.

The auction house was a double-story building, yet upon entering, I discovered it actually had three levels—the first underground.

Fu Qiqi looked at her reddened wrist and suddenly recalled how Shi Jingran would always grip her hand with such force. Every time, her wrists would be left flushed, but whenever he held her tightly, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Han Bing lay on the bed as time passed quietly. At a certain moment, a strange ripple appeared between his brows. Soon after, a pale smoke began to waft slowly from his brow; at first, just a wisp, but as time went on, more and more smoke poured forth.

Since Daddy wanted them to go see, she took her younger sister along to find out just what kind of man he was, and why he always bullied Mommy.

When I saw him, his back was turned to me. Noticing my presence, he turned around, and I realized his face wasn't particularly clean either; he wore a messy beard and looked rather unkempt.

Xu Liang woke in the morning to find himself completely naked, and so was his wife beside him. He immediately understood what had happened.

"Is it about Weiwei? How is she lately?" Ever since Jiang Weiwei told her she wouldn't be her bridesmaid, she'd sensed something was wrong. She meant to find time to talk, but the wedding preparations kept her too busy, so she still hadn't seen her.

The wound was deep, not the kind left by moments of passion, but more like the remnants of prey ravaged by a beast.

"So easily dismissed?" Lu Sihan didn't mind being called a eunuch, but wasn't a certain princess being a bit too malicious?

She had always been fond of handsome men; otherwise, she wouldn't have known how formidable Feng Xiu was just from a towering city wall. Mostly, it was because his beauty was truly unforgettable.

Suddenly, the wall was smashed open, and a metallic fist appeared, nearly obliterating Nick Fury's head.

"Obey me and you'll gain much—at the very least, life will be better than it is now." Mo Mo squatted in front of the man and asked.

"This wedding dress—I've never seen you wear it in your bridal photos. It's absolutely stunning!" Su Ting couldn't help but praise.

Yet Shen Xingxiu always maintained a childlike innocence, making him seem just like a naive adolescent.

Just as Ye Kai was feeling uplifted, ready to spend some leisure time watching TV or a movie to relax, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"The rain isn't heavy; it should stop around midday," Hua Yafu said, lifting the curtain to glance outside.

No matter what he said, everyone remained silent, their earnest gazes fixed upon him.

Though Kun Jian had no idea how Lei Sheng intended to resolve the crisis, seeing Lei Sheng's calm and confident demeanor eased his worries. Smiling and shaking his head, he hurried to follow.

Zhan Jun surveyed the room, and when his gaze met Yun Chen's, she sensed him pause for a moment before he casually looked away.

Ye Weichen swept his sharp gaze over the dozen or so thugs before him, thinking to himself that they were far too arrogant. To dare challenge him without even bothering to find out who Ye Weichen was—they were courting death.