Chapter 252

(Posted first, revised later. I promise this is the last time this month I'll post first and revise later. Please forgive me.)

When they arrived at the academy, most of the people studying court etiquette there were young ladies from noble families. Not only were they beautiful, but they also carried themselves with great poise, each sitting elegantly on the sofas...

But now, she realized that the one who smiled the most faintly, the most straightforward, and the simplest one was the true reason! It was just that she had not yet realized her feelings for Xu Xian at the time. Of course, her lingering feelings for Tai Yan were mixed in as well. It was complicated.

Now that Xie Chen had gone to the West, James had finally gotten his wish and made it to the Finals again. However, many people still said that if Xie Chen were still in the East, James would never have had a chance to reach the Finals.

After slowly finishing his account, Tirrant looked coldly at Xia Lan, seemingly still unable to let go of the betrayal.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you!" Park Ji Hoon smiled as he looked at Yuri's serious expression and spoke. He could not tell whether she was deliberately putting on that serious look or whether she truly meant it, but if the movie really succeeded, giving her a red envelope would be fine.

But what Xian Chao worried about was not the future. If those above gave him an opportunity and he still could not seize it and stand out, then he would have no one to blame but himself.

Then, as she ran past him, An Nuo gripped the shaft of the spear with her right hand and yanked hard, pulling it out without wasting even a second.

However, the reformers of this world—the Giant Ersh Min—did not continue forever.

But that was not the "setting" of this space. This space did not seem to require Ersh Min to remain in cruelty.

Clearly, Seventh Prince Zhu Hejian's spies were better at hiding than those of the other factions. They had actually managed to deceive both Zhao Junchen and Fang Ru.

At this moment, Liang Fuchen was huddled in a corner of the cellar. Having gone a long time without tending to his appearance, he was disheveled and filthy, with tangled hair and beard, a sickly waxen complexion, and a much thinner body. None of his former majesty and solemnity remained.

"Grandpa, but I don't want to be sad. Is there any way to keep from being hurt?" Yu Chuchu answered absentmindedly. She had not expected that the person who would end up chatting with her would be an elderly scavenger.

My thoughts drifted far away. I thought of Ada. Then I thought about how Xiao Yan had said he had not beaten Ada to death and had not dug up Yu Minghui's mother's grave. Strangely, I found all of it believable.

"President, Madam, please judge this fairly for me! I was just passing through this corridor when she shook her hand and spilled the coffee herself, yet she cursed me for being unwanted! And look at me—I'm so upright and full of righteous spirit. Do I look like some sissy?" When Fuyang saw Yu Chuchu and Shen Muqian come out, he immediately poured out all his grievances.

She frowned. As she pulled her hand back, it suddenly brushed against a firm patch of skin. The scorching skin felt as though it would burn her, and Yu Chuchu's eyes widened abruptly.

Calling it a shop was generous. It was really just a few tables set up by the roadside, looking much like a barbecue stall.

As she looked at Liu Cheng, it was as though she were looking at a down-to-earth prince wearing a T-shirt and shorts, slippers on his feet, stripped of all his glamour. She liked him tremendously.

"No, are you in such a hurry to leave? Can't we sit down and talk?" Lin Weiwei said as she prepared to stand.

"Baozi, nothing has happened to Chuchu these past few days, right?" Shen Muqian lowered his stance and asked Baozi. He only wanted to know even the slightest thing about Yu Chuchu—anything at all.

Liu Cheng nodded slightly and said nothing more. The car window slowly rolled up, and the car backed away, turned, and left.

Handling the company's affairs here was only one part of it. After ten o'clock, he began holding video conferences. Though he had arranged for people at Ning Corporation, he still had to make the major decisions himself.