Chapter 174 The Traitor

Ye Feng brought Xia Ling and Chen Xinyi back to the villa and found that Man Yunyun had not returned yet. Working was different from going to school; at school, you could basically go home once the final bell rang, but after entering the workforce, some matters were simply beyond one's control. It seemed that Man Yunyun was likely working overtime today. "Brother Ye Feng, why don't you cook?" Chen Xinyi looked at Ye Feng with a pitiful expression when she saw Man Yunyun was not home. Ye Feng let out a light snort...

Liang Shuang and the others returned to the village, but none of them mentioned where they had been, merely making up the excuse that they had gone to town to sell vegetables.

Yan Song gave an imperceptible hum of acknowledgment. After casting a glance around, he sought the opinions of the others.

Lu Yibai had debuted for three years, reaching the peak of his career right from the start. Naturally, people spared no effort trying to dig up some dirt on him, but—needless to say—there was absolutely nothing to find.

No matter what world it was, there were always people eager to take advantage of freebies. The crowd began eagerly eating the complimentary food, and before long, the free watermelons and tomatoes were completely gone.

As for the matters concerning the Liu family, Ye Tan learned about them in the afternoon when she went to work. It was the same auntie who had told her about the Liu family's situation that morning. This auntie's surname was Du, and she usually had a pretty good relationship with Ye Tan.

Only, Deng Sha did not yet know that she had suddenly acquired a father out of nowhere, but Grandma Deng said she would definitely be very happy about it.

All the grievances, all the sadness, and all the pain of these past few days melted away into nothingness at this very moment.

These people grew increasingly terrified. At first, they didn't dare to sleep at all, forcing themselves to stay awake day after day, but how could anyone possibly endure a total lack of sleep?

Seeing the strange looks in everyone's eyes, Wu Zhao panicked even more, subconsciously casting her gaze toward Zhou Huan standing nearby.

"How could that be? There was a signal earlier." I ran to the window and extended my mobile phone outside to search for a signal, only to discover a terrifying fact.

Sending Zhang Lu away was merely an excuse to catch my breath. The moment I stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the corner of my eye kept twitching, but I kept telling myself that I must absolutely not cry in front of them.

"What were you chatting about just now that made you so happy?" Song Ciyun took hold of Feng Jiaqi's hand, still looking at her with a gentle smile.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I felt my energy surge right back, so excited that I almost wanted to go up and give the other person a hug.

Remembering that breathtaking wedding where Bai Yeixi was pregnant and completely unaware of it, I'm just glad nothing unexpected happened. Breaking out in a cold sweat just thinking about it now.

I was stunned for a moment. I had originally thought that when the two of them met, it would inevitably be a fight to the death, never expecting they could actually sit at the same table and eat a meal together.

How could I possibly explain so much right now? I could only urge her to leave immediately with Hao Yingying. Catching the urgency and anxiety in my words, and habitually obeying me, Feng Qianjie said alright, she would take Hao Yingying away immediately, and then hurriedly hung up the phone.

If he kept hacking down doors like this, the blade in his hand would probably give out again soon. It was better to use a simpler method.

It turned out that the Old Huang and Xin Chen whom Jia Yuan had captured back then—that Xin Chen was merely a clone. However, because that clone had truly sustained heavy injuries at the time, I hadn't been able to tell the difference.

"Clan Head Wu, these two people belong to your Wu clan. You surely won't condone them running wild and acting recklessly, right?" Lin Yu said, looking at Wu Tianhao.

With a flick of her wrist, the dagger traced a floral pattern in the air, carrying a breath of freezing chill. Raising her delicate hand lightly, she thrust it in a straight line toward Hua Xuanji without leaving the slightest room for retreat.

Tang Luo looked at the marks on the wall and then surveyed the surroundings; aside from this spot, there were no other traces whatsoever.

Xu Fei's wedding was held quite decently, though of course it couldn't compare to the scale of Lin Jiao's wedding. However, Xu Fei didn't mind such things. Being able to have a proper wedding at all was already wonderful enough; she was already an older youth, so she didn't bother fussing over those details.

Who would have thought that just a few words would make them the target of everyone's animosity? If this large crowd swarmed them all at once, could they possibly survive?

I kept feeling as though his identity had been sorted out in my mind, yet just as it was hovering on the verge of clarity, so many doubts would surface once again.