Volume 1, Chapter 37: She Saved My Life

"Gu Xingnian!"
Fu Beichen's pupils contracted sharply!
The marriage certificate, Jiang Kexin, his burning rage—everything was instantly cast to the winds.
Without a second thought, he quickly stripped off his tailored suit jacket, wrapped her limp body tightly within it, and swept her up into his arms.
The person in his embrace felt weightless, devoid of substance, save for the alarming heat radiating through her thin clothing.
"Very well, call me if anything comes up," He Chuan said with a faint smile. After seeing off Xiao Mo, he headed straight back to the company.
The Mad King shook his head, a look of helplessness crossing his eyes. The two Great Councils were hidden too deeply; even the Mad King, whose strength had reached the pinnacle of the King tier, found himself at a loss.
Stepping out of the elevator, I looked around. The shops were all shuttered, and the corridors were practically deserted.
Seeing the four orange-red flames dissipate inexplicably, Lan Ruoxi’s eyes lit up. She immediately intensified the power of the Ancient Nether Cold Bead, re-freezing the four partially melted ice blocks, and without a hint of mercy, forced them to detonate on the spot, leaving the enemy no chance for recovery.
Zheng Mu turned his head in the direction of the finger, the smile on his lips freezing instantly.
Su Ge naturally would not appreciate the gesture. Everything she had done today was something she had rehearsed countless times over the past half-month. She had long since staked everything; she would never allow herself to become this man’s toy. She would rather be a shattered jade than an intact tile.
At this moment, it sounded to her like the most unique of confessions. Because there was only one Xia Ran in this world, and because you are Xia Ran, I have chosen everything about you.
Red-Hair felt even more aggrieved; if he didn't hand it over, he feared a knife would soon be plunged into his body.
Ouyang Tian took the healing elixir from his Void Ring and fed it to Zhang Ma, then took one himself. Within moments, he recovered as if he had never been injured at all.
Behind them, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but give a thumbs-up, thinking her son's behavior was truly domineering.
Arriving at the hospital entrance, Jin Mian stopped in her tracks, surprised to see Xu Haoyan standing by the car, smoking.
Qin Yafei sighed to herself. This girl gave off a sense of warmth to everyone, though it was hard to tell how much of it was truly sincere.
Jin Mian and Sun Miao were truly incompatible; even getting on or off the elevator, they managed to collide. Sun Miao still ignored Jin Mian, but this time it was genuine distraction—she was lost in her own thoughts, leaving Jin Mian’s mouth twitching in annoyance.
Tomorrow afternoon, they would return to the country, back to the place where Zhou Zhining was. Would they still be able to continue as they were now?
Shen Luo watched the curtains, which were freezing over rapidly, with a thoughtful expression. After a pause, she flicked a glimmer of light toward them. The moment the light touched the freezing fabric, the curtains reverted to their original state; not a trace of ice remained, not even a single shard.
The entire memorial hall was filled with Zhang Ziqiu’s weeping. She lay against Xie Min’s coffin, crying so wretchedly it seemed as if she had lost her own kin. And yet, that was fitting; Xie Min was her foster brother, and at only thirty-five or thirty-six, his passing was a tragedy of the young dying before the old. It was only natural to be overcome with grief.
I felt both vexed and regretful, my expression dejected as I slumped onto the living room sofa, biting my lip until tears nearly spilled.
Ding Xin was very cautious. She lay at the cellar entrance to listen for a while before jumping down first, then pulling me in. Afterward, she had me form a human ladder, standing on my shoulders to stand upright, using branches and dead grass to conceal the hole so that when we turned on our flashlight below, no light would leak out.
I rolled my eyes, just about to call him a filthy scoundrel, when a flash of white light exploded in my mind, making me shiver—a sudden idea had taken shape.