161 I am good at this.

It had been a while since the house felt this lively. After all, it was Yu Mei’s birthday, and a great many guests had arrived today. Qu Wan, having spent a long time roaming free, now had no choice but to play the part of a refined young lady. Qu Jin and Yu Nanxiao had personally taken charge of the birthday banquet arrangements, booking out a massive hotel for the occasion.

"Mom, you look so beautiful today," Qu Wan said sweetly.

"Are you implying I don't look good on ordinary days? You’re just like your brother—no tact at all," Yu Mei teased with a scoff.

Jiang Zeyu smiled. "What Wanwan means is that you are always beautiful, but today you are exceptionally so."

"They say a mother-in-law grows fonder the more she looks at her son-in-law, and it’s true," Yu Mei laughed.

"Well, that’s mostly because of my—"

Especially after hearing Li Zeming’s series of development plans, Qin Feng became even more determined to fully develop this area. If successfully implemented, it would not only be immensely beneficial for Qingfeng’s entry into Hong Kong, but the potential returns would also be quite substantial.

Inside the ancient fortress, roars continued to echo. The death servants were like madmen, slamming relentlessly against the gates. I did not know how much longer the gates could hold, but I knew this was no place to linger; the sooner we left, the better.

Everyone was talking at once, and it was clear that, aside from An Qiqi, everyone else had already made their plans.

"Don't panic, let me check Baidu." Zhang Ziyu pulled out his phone, opened the map, and entered the address of the trading house.

Zheng Qiuming had just let out a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Feng’s actions, and his expression instantly turned vivid. No one understood better than he did what was in that glass of wine, and as for the consequences of drinking it, Zheng Qiuming dared not imagine; he had deliberately increased the dosage.

A gust of wind blew in. Zhang Ziyu looked up and realized the window had been left open. He stared blankly at the trees outside, a flash of inspiration hitting him as he recalled a sentence he had heard earlier.

Huangfu Qiangwei shook her head, looking skeptical. "Of course I don't believe you. I can tell by your expression that you're lying!" she said, looking indignant.

I was bewildered by this news, thinking to myself, "What the hell? This massacre, which to all of us appeared incredibly bloody, was actually staged by the Wushu Mountain Reserve?"

He hadn't expected that a completely fabricated statement would actually stumble upon the truth of the relationship between Yun Luo and Fu Lin.

Everyone looked toward him, but the man simply pushed up his glasses in silence. He walked into the pyramid alone, followed by the hurried footsteps of Eve and her group, with Zheng Zha and his companions trailing closely behind.

Yet, the universe remained incomplete at this moment. Although basic particles existed, that was all there was. Following this, Xiao Yu determined the third law and plucked the third string.

The most headache-inducing issue now was this group of people. The methods Li Yifan mentioned were easy enough to explain; Yang Yuhe, having a sharp mind for such things, understood Li Yifan’s intentions immediately.

If he hadn't been ruthless enough back then to kill Wang Feng and seize the Bodhi flower, how could he have achieved the glory he enjoyed today?

"Jason, a coded telegram from Mr. Engels," Maria whispered, leaning into Zhu Jisheng’s ear.

In those days, Tang Ying could communicate directly with the Qianlong Emperor, which showed the importance the Emperor placed on porcelain production. Today, many museums house national-treasure-level porcelain pieces bearing the inscription "Tang Ying of Shenyang." The porcelain fired during Tang Ying’s time in Jingdezhen is even referred to by insiders as "Tang Kiln," which speaks volumes about his status in the history of ceramics.

Currently, the number of people in the country who know how to manage and operate third-generation cinema systems could be counted on one hand.

But now, it had all been exposed, and in such a thorough, unsparing manner. This website was truly going too far.

"I don't accept this! Fang Nanguo, you are retaliating and framing me with malicious intent. Don't think I don't know about those things you've done, I..." Yuan Gongping glared at Fang Nanguo, roaring so loudly that the microphone in the room began to hum.

The next morning, Zeng Yi received a call from the municipal government office, asking him to come to the city. Zeng Yi, naturally, couldn't just rush off without a clue. While instructing his driver to prepare the car, he had Bao Qifan make some inquiries, only then learning that Vice Mayor Wang Zhidong wanted to speak with him.