Fu Xian Sheng

Chapter 860 A Powerful Ambition

Everyone present was shocked!

No one had expected Mr. Fengchun's martial arts to be so high, easily sending Qiu Juetian flying from dozens of meters away.

After washing up, Claire finally had the time to look at the apartment her uncle had bought for her.

With a few drinks, Duan Pengfei's courage was bolstered, allowing him to relax naturally, without the usual nervousness and awkwardness men feel when meeting their in-laws for the first time.

Seeing how young Li Tang was, he spoke with ease and reason about the technology of biological hydrometallurgy.

There weren't many people, and he immediately spotted Li Zaiqiang, as well as several unfamiliar faces sitting at Li Zaiqiang's table.

Lai Xiangrong was still reading the morning paper, as was his habit. He turned the pages slowly, occasionally licking his finger before turning to the next. When he got tired, he would pick up his enamel mug printed with "Serve the People" and take a sip of strong tea.

Dong Yiqing sat down next to Li Na on the two-seater sofa, while Yu Zhuqi and the other three sat on the longer sofa, fitting perfectly.

Chen Zhenhai was not content with reaching the pinnacle of his career; he also wanted to establish a "family dynasty" within the company. After bringing his son into the company, he promoted him to the board of directors and group president within two years.

They preferred to add more surface mapping work, earning technical fees through technicians running errands and drawing, rather than increasing sampling quantities, which was strenuous and unrewarding.

However, Ding Niu never expected that Mu Tianyun would use such a crucial opportunity on a young man.

If Xia Zichun's pursuit of salt is seen as a battle between good and evil, then you will be disappointed. This is actually a game of chess between an emperor and his officials, and the empress dowager's forces. Besides consolidating national finances and people's livelihoods, it also provided the political stage that the young Emperor Chengjia needed.

Just now, Fu Jingshen was furious and about to lose his temper. If it weren't for the King... it probably wouldn't have become so dramatic.

Finally, his gaze landed on Lin Tong, who, despite wearing casual clothes, could not conceal the solemn majesty of someone who had held a high position for many years.

Especially seeing the bright smiles on the children's faces... it brought an endless warmth from the bottom of one's heart.

But in marriage, there were so many tangled matters that were hard to explain. Xia Shuying, feeling dejected and stifled, looked at the empty house. Her heart had long grown cold, and she spoke indifferently, her voice soft and fragmented, as if talking about someone else's affairs.

Ye Han said a few polite words, thinking, "I like being mischievous." I have a good figure. If I'm not mischievous and willful, what's the use of such a good figure?

The Li clan died of grief. After her death, there was a major reversal regarding the death of Concubine Xiang. It turned out that Concubine Xiang was not killed by the Li clan, but by another concubine. The emperor felt guilty for a long time and increasingly wanted to compensate Pei Fengyi.

At that time, she opposed the emperor's decision to make Pei Fengsu the crown prince, not only because the person she favored was Pei Fengyi, but also because of Concubine Xiang, Yun Wanzhao.

Although Tong Yujin thought so, it was only a fleeting thought. She no longer considered herself a great lawyer who could uphold justice for others.

Knowing that Du Xinru could handle it, Fang Yi said no more and left with Tong Xia.

Local TV New Year's Eve galas rarely feature competition among celebrities; they are more often invited by the TV stations or recommended by entertainment companies.

Xi Zhi was greatly alarmed and quickly looked towards Zhang Gui. Zhang Gui was looking at Wei Huang with cold eyes, but beside him, Yin Guyu's tears were streaming down, and she was anxiously looking at Lu Yincong, as if wanting to know what had happened to him.

Cough, cough, cough, cough, Yasuo emerged from the spring with a bruised face, promising, "I'll definitely ignite this wave!" His teammates reluctantly believed him, but the Rammus had returned to base to update his equipment. Could they still win?