Chapter 137: Late-Night Snack

"Oh, Secretary Geng, I passed some seafood vendors on my way here and had a little bit to eat. I’m covered in the smell—would you like a whiff?" Ye Feng made as if to stand up and invite Secretary Geng to smell him. "No, thank you!" Seeing Ye Feng move toward her, Secretary Geng retreated a few steps. She glared at him, feeling an intense dislike; she couldn't understand why President You would keep someone like him around...

Yi'er was startled. Of course, she recognized this governess; she had always stood behind Princess Huayang, serving her closely. Not daring to be negligent, she hurriedly returned the gesture and answered in the affirmative.

After about a few minutes, the meal was ready. Wang Chen lifted the lids, and seeing the steaming rice and the bubbling hot pot, he couldn't help but feel his appetite piqued.

As if feeling she wasn't mortified enough, he feigned indignation and pressed his hand over the handprint, showing that the sizes didn't match at all, using his actions to prove her "crime" once more.

Menban was also at a loss for words. His master had given him strict instructions before leaving; how could he dare to reveal the truth to Yi'er and cause her unnecessary worry? So, facing her reprimand, he could only wear an innocent expression, feeling like a mute who had swallowed bitter herbs—unable to voice his distress.

The man in black glanced at Wang Jiayu’s chips and shook his head with a comment. Wang Jiayu looked down to count his remaining stack, gritted his teeth, and signaled to a waiter patrolling the casino floor to bring over his bank card.

A pair of crescent-moon eyes were fixed intently on him, shining with a bright, sparkling light that was exceptionally bold and undisguised.

Yun Fei secretly gathered his strength. At the moment his opponents were distracted, he unleashed the "Void-Shattering" strike from the Three Swords of God-Slaying, launching an assault against Sha Luo Han and the other experts who had not yet regained their composure.

"I only hope Xu Minmin cherishes this chance. If she remains truly obsessed and unrepentant, then even if someone else dies in her place, there will be absolutely no way to keep her," Xia Anning said in a low voice.

"Brother Xiaotian, let's discuss this later when we return. My father and our two ancestors are still waiting at the manor," Lian Haiping said with a bow.

Loud, hearty laughter echoed. Haotian looked closely and realized that a net had already been cast all around him.

Bai Fu had been quiet lately, but Lin Jiajia knew she was not dead. As for whether she would wake up, or when that might happen, there was no telling.

This realization made the Master of the Tongtian Sect understand that if they could not break through their current cultivation realms, the number of those capable of catching up to them would only continue to grow.

Just as he was about to pass Aunt Liya, he pulled a piece of cotton cloth with an unidentifiable odor from his left hand.

When Xu Ang saw that his feigned death had been discovered, he didn't care. He lay there waiting for Le Shui to lose her temper; his goal had been to tease her, and since he had succeeded, he felt that even if she got angry and hit him, it was a fair trade.

"The Patriarch recently transferred my subordinates to Zuofengyi and Youfufeng, ordering them to pay close attention to those two phrases. Therefore, I infer that this matter must be related to them," Mu Sen said with a cold expression.

At the same time, he reached out and grasped at the air. A moment later, a shimmering golden ring appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Natasha looked at Watson by the bedside; apart from the sound of even breathing, there was no other movement at all.

This left the group in a difficult spot. After a flurry of hushed, hurried discussion, they guessed that Li Ye likely didn't know about what happened two days ago. After all, neither he, his sister, nor that American were on the island at the time; if they had known, they would have surely asked about it the moment they returned.

Zhong Chang wiped his hands, which were clean of medicinal juices, and waved his hand with a mild temperament, signaling for Zhuang Hui to rise.

She reached out and touched one of the planets. A halo of light instantly exploded before her eyes, and familiar scenes unfolded one after another.

The next day, while at work, Xi Yuanci received notice from Yuan Yue that SW Fashion Magazine had decided he was the most suitable choice for their September cover theme, and they were inviting him to shoot it again, with no conditions attached.