Chapter Ninety-Seven: Xu Jianjun Is a Man of Great Character (Basic Update 2/3)

“Cheng Jun, when did you learn so much?” Xu Zhiguo was utterly stunned.

In Dongfeng County, Xu’s father was considered quite capable. Holding only a high school diploma was impressive in those days. Although he taught mathematics, his family had a scholarly background, and he had some knowledge of Chinese language and literature. Otherwise, how could he have contributed to the Chuzhou Gazette? Even if his submissions were rejected, at least he tried!

Because he understood this, his astonishment was all the greater.

Skipping the main topic—

“My mission this time is of great importance; I fear I cannot return for a while,” Han Chi remained standing firm.

“He has no weak spot…” Seaweed painfully tried to rub his face but instead felt a pair of wings made of whiskers, which only made him feel worse.

Xie Lin planted a quick kiss on Liu Tao’s cheek. Liu Tao did not hold back; he pulled Xie Lin’s head toward him and turned around to give his wife a lingering kiss.

The weather today was exceptionally fine. The winter sunlight streamed in warmly, gently enveloping Qin Xiao and his breakfast table, softly surrounding the two who sat facing each other.

“Hold me.” Feng Hua felt as though he had taken on a strange master and suddenly felt a pang of regret.

“If you don’t wake up soon, I’ll have to punish you,” Qin Aotian said as he lifted his upper body, making a move to get closer to Nian Xi.

It was late at night, and Qian Xun couldn’t call out. Relying on her keen eyesight, she searched throughout the General’s mansion. If Nian Xi were outside, there was a risk of injury relapse or fainting, which would be dangerous.

Jealousy can make one lose reason. It was unclear whether Xia Shuangbai had truly done such a thing.

A warmth blossomed in her heart. Perhaps after being hardened for so long, sometimes she pushed herself too hard. Every little care he showed felt incredibly precious.

Now, Su Yu had brought the dedicated doctors from S Group, clearly intent on terminating Mu Qingyi’s pregnancy.

After regaining consciousness, Ji Linghai locked her in the firewood shed, telling others she had gone mad and refusing to seek treatment.

When Lin Bufan stepped out wearing that bright gray suit, Wang Siqi’s eyes lit up briefly before returning to calm. Lin Bufan approached her, allowing her to examine him carefully. She circled him once and then nodded.

“All right, since you’re being straightforward, two thousand taels of silver, plus cancel all my contracts signed in Pingyang. If that’s unacceptable, Lord Hou, please take your leave!” With that, he prepared to serve tea to his unwelcome guest.

Rain and snow no longer sapped their spirits as before. After several days, they had recovered considerably. Time pressed on, and they still had to prepare for the promotion banquet.

Stark cast a deep glance at Tang Shi, then at the box. With a snap, he closed the lid and secured it on himself, his world-weary demeanor returning.

Liu Ling nodded obediently, following behind Madam He as they left the inn and boarded the carriage, as if the recent outbursts and frustrations before her family had never occurred. She gazed toward the distant mountains stretching ahead; her heart felt as if it had already arrived at the bustling and prosperous capital.

“No need. Since that’s the case, I’ll go to the prefectural city to find him myself!” Hu Pinzhi declined the county magistrate’s offer and turned away.

Songzi was a first-time father, full of joy. He willingly let others take the spotlight at the opening ceremony. Content and at ease, he tended to Baihe, his smile unable to fade.

In a split moment, two beams of light crashed violently, igniting a fiery explosion. The earth trembled, the ground heaved and rolled outward. Jiang Yuan and the others quickly crouched, summoning their protective qi to withstand the slicing gale.

Yang Xu waved his hand. “You take good care of the family, that’s a great accomplishment. As for me, you needn’t worry!” Saying this, he placed his satchel on the horse’s back, led the horse outside, mounted, and rode off.

“It seems larger.” Li Qingshan said solemnly, peering through her open collar to see a patch of snow-white skin and the deep valley between, faintly visible through the thin, shimmering gauze. That cool fullness, even though not the first time he had felt it, still pleased him greatly.