Fudan University: Declaring Ownership of the Fiancée

Upon arriving at the destination and taking a look, Lin Xiyu was truly astounded.

Though called a wholesale market, it was actually a massive warehouse, and its sheer size far exceeded her imagination.

Before half-past six, the entrance of the warehouse was already packed with people, each equipped with a small folding cart and several oversized woven bags.

Lin Xiyu had made thorough inquiries beforehand and knew that the wholesale market did not provide burlap sacks for loading goods, requiring shoppers to bring their own, so she had purchased a complete set in advance.

At precisely seven o'clock.

Xu Xinyan called out from behind, "Grandfather, please wait a moment." With that, she picked up the two pure gold bracelets and the bank card from the trash can.

The moment Jin Gou and Fan Jian caught sight of Ye Feng's expression, they instantly understood that he was about to put on another high-profile display of dominance and slap Li Chengwu in the face.

"I'm just doing this to help you. Isn't it a good idea to test his feelings for you?" Lin Weiming still wore a smile. However, he knew deep down that she had never truly let go, but now that things had reached this point, what was she supposed to do?

Yun Yuhong looked at Qingniang's retreating figure, and only then did she remember that she hadn't asked Qingniang whether she had met up with her son or reunited with her mother during her trip to Chiyan. But upon second thought, judging by Qingniang's state today, it must have been a happy ending, so asking further would be of no use.

"Father, the capital is a place of heartbreak; Jiangnan is our true home. He wants to build cenotaphs for eldest brother, mother, and the others down in Jiangnan." Xiao Yuanhe offered a bit of extra explanation.

He had not forgotten that the purpose of Li Feng threatening various martial sects into entering the black palace was to perform a blood sacrifice for the Tiger-Soul Demonic Sword. Once Li Feng arrived, he would surely snatch the Tiger-Soul Demonic Sword from his hands.

Watching Li Xu, whose mind was constantly preoccupied because of Yan Ruoyi, Chen Shiru felt deeply displeased. Even though he accompanied her, his thoughts were long gone from her side.

Qin Shaoyue drove Yanyan back to the Qin residence. Tonight was indeed lively; the eldest and second young masters of the Qin family, who rarely returned to the residence, were both back.

However, when he caught sight of Gu Feier, whose beauty surpassed even that of Han Meiruo, tenderness welled up in his affectionate eyes.

He gently nibbled on Lan Li's lips, then breached the gates, sweeping back and forth within her slippery mouth. Lan Li had just drunk orange juice, leaving a lingering sweetness. His domineering tongue swept past, gathering all the sweetness into his own mouth in a deep, passionate French kiss that left Lan Li's head spinning and nearly unable to keep her seat.

The newcomer still wore a lingering curve at the corner of his lips, yet no one dared to consider him an easy mark.

However, dragon scale powder belonged to intermediate materials, far inferior to the dragon scales themselves. This was akin to everyone frantically guzzling soda just to sell the empty cans.

Hearing this, Liao Zhengxuan was dumbfounded. Damn it, was this kid implying she was going to hang up on him? Since when had he, as her good friend, ever been treated this way? Also, since when did she care so much about his safety?

"I ate too much this morning and my digestion is a bit off. I'm going to buy some drinks," An Ruo hurriedly replied, putting on a troubled expression, which happened to be the truth.

Therefore, making a name for herself in the Olympic arena and letting more sports teams know about the Yangyang Sports Center and recognize their training capabilities would be an extremely important task at the Athens Olympics.

Since those four transcendental powerhouses had not rushed to Jifeng City in the first instance, they must have returned to their respective factions to rally their forces.

On the high platform sat the person she adored, Baili Changfeng. He sat high above, his expression remaining calm, his gaze sweeping over the joyful stage intentionally or unintentionally.

Black MS placed the pregnancy test report into his hands, and Luo Qingshan stared at it intently, terrified of missing a single corner.

Against this backdrop, adding a team dispatched by the 'Yangyang Sports Science Research Center' to participate was really no big deal.

Mai Zi could no longer afford to delve into the abductor's motives for kidnapping Maibao. He leaped up from the bed, threw on his clothes haphazardly, and bolted out the door.