Chapter 121: The Heartless Man
Lu Fei and Dong Yue returned to the company, and their colleagues all looked at them with smiles, for they had already heard the rumor: Lu Fei had declared that Dong Yue was his woman, and Dong Yue had not denied it. The relationship between these two seemed to be progressing at a remarkable speed.
“Director, so Chief Editor Dong is your girlfriend? When will you treat us to wedding candies?” Wang Lingling, the new recruit under Lu Fei, could not contain her curiosity and asked right in front of everyone.
"All right, let me know when you get back," Li Mingchen said. Behind him, the faint sound of high heels echoed. He turned to see that Gu Yunmi and Gu Yixin had come out.
Looking around, the sky remained pitch black, the moonlight almost entirely swallowed by thick clouds. All around were wild, barren mountains, and this so-called Tianyou Manor appeared to be built in the style of the early Republic era—it could easily serve as a film set for a crew.
But there was no backup USB drive at home. The only option was to take out the one hidden in the doll keychain, plug it into the computer, and begin uploading the files anew.
“I can indeed see five grooves here,” Mo Wuji confessed without further concealment. If they knew, they knew—he was unafraid.
In that very moment, everyone could sense a suffocating oppression, as if the space around them had suddenly contracted and solidified.
Ultimately, sorrow prevailed. She lowered her head slightly, noticing the clean sunlight on the window ledge—it was already half past nine.
Bai Yun entered MC International hand-in-hand with Zhou Ziyan, openly and confidently. The two walked side by side, full of vigor, and from the security guards at the entrance to the employees they passed, all wore expressions of surprise.
One figure, however, caught Li Wei’s attention. At the sight of that person, a cold smile flickered across Li Wei’s face. The legendary hero—so that hero turned out to be the legendary one.
Leng Jialin pressed his lips together, silent and shrouded in an eerie gloom. His expression was terrifyingly cold, as if he were a fathomless, ominous sea. Anna dared not meet his gaze; in that instant, she finally understood what it meant to fear.
Seeing Lin Hongwei’s attention drawn, Lin Zhenzhu spoke more specifically, and for a brief moment, Lin Hongwei was lost in thought.
A researcher let out a terrified scream, then fled, slamming the heavy iron door shut and twisting the valve tightly, round after round.
Just as he put down the phone to call Zeng Shihao, it rang again. This time, Zeng Shihao dashed over at lightning speed and snatched up the receiver.
Her thought patterns and every move were laid bare to the enemy. Even within a building, whether she turned left or right was known to them. The television show that lasted forty days was the channel through which Zhou Huan and Su Qiaoyu communicated. But what if another Su Qiaoyu was watching alongside them?
Chen Yunying gazed at Tang Yue, who was tending Zhou Huan’s wounds, her expression hovering between a smile and a sneer. The veins on her forehead bulged. Tang Yue, who never normally touched men, was suddenly so concerned? Respectable man, Zhou Huan—what a joke.
But too much had happened since then—her discovery of her true lineage, her engagement… Only then did she understand why he had hurriedly married her off in such haste.
“I found out—they are in a red-tiled building in the city. The heads of the three great empires and some major sects are all gathered there!” Sun Dadi reported.
In the courtyard, the military wives watched in astonishment as Yu Moxi packed her luggage and prepared to leave with her child.
In the players’ tunnel, Li Qiao discussed with his teammates whether they could refrain from celebrating if they scored, or at least not do so excessively.
Everyone burst out laughing, the atmosphere instantly lively. Small groups formed, chatting about old times.
Boss Chen fell silent. The group continued to search the storage room, uncertain of what purpose the black cat had in bringing them here.
Ye Li was not certain. Though his cultivation level was high, if Golden Wind Valley also possessed its own five-colored stone, there was still some danger.