26 Regarding My Scum of a Father

Lin Bixiao knew that Jiang Lian was the one who had taken the fatal bullet meant for Bi Qianmo, and that A-Shan was the one who had suffered in her stead.

"Very well. If you want me to stop making life difficult for Old Lin, you must take the initiative to leave Qianmo." Guan Muhua instantly reverted to her persona as the haughty Madam of the Bi family, appearing elegant and regal at first glance.

"But isn't he afraid of being discovered?" Mo Ke frowned. This is the modern world, not ancient times. Even if the Jin family has a member who is a deputy mayor, the Luo family is not to be trifled with. Once exposed, the Jin family would certainly face dire consequences.

The final video of the internet celebrity "Rascal Beauty" garnered tens of millions of views, yet her best friend's account gained fewer than 1,000 followers.

Today's performances were scheduled based on the sum of the previous round's rankings and popularity scores. Those with higher rankings performed later, granting them more ample time to prepare for the competition.

What troubled Yang Mi, however, was that if Su Yang truly wanted to leave, she would be unable to stop him.

"It seems that proposing cooperation so rashly was a bit impulsive; the secret society has shown a rather resistant attitude," another young man mused.

In an instant, the aura around Su Yang shifted completely, as if he were enveloped by an ancient, medicinal fragrance.

Amidst the hilarious barrage of comments—scrolling with phrases like "A mother's sword strikes her wandering son; before he cools, father pulls out the seven-wolf belt"—Liu Li retreated from the crematorium, looking somewhat disheveled.

Even when intended as words of concern, everything Luo Qiran said always carried a touch of arrogance, making it difficult not to suspect an ulterior motive.

He did not tell Song Zhiyuan what Song Jin had told him earlier; even if he had, Song Zhiyuan would never have believed it.

Mu Qianyue had not guarded herself against him and had even sought his counsel regarding the Nether Pearl; he could not betray her trust.

If it weren't for the backing of the Qi family all these years, someone like Gu Feiluan would likely have died countless times over.

Mu Qianyue felt a deep sense of helplessness. Was she really that incompetent? It was one thing that this man’s cultivation was unfathomable, but even his subordinates were so powerful that she hadn't even sensed them approaching.

"Understood, Master." The two hurried to their feet, chasing after the flying sky lantern as they ran out of the mortuary.

Gao Shuai found it impossible to believe. If the breakup had been triggered by the discovery of his actions, he could understand it, but Jiang Ruodong claimed that Yu Wenwen had intended to break up even before his secret was uncovered—this he could not fathom.

Over time, even talented doctors of traditional medicine became mediocre, and those lacking skill found it impossible to improve.

This inequality required the Cauchy-Schwarz inequality to solve, which was part of the twelfth-grade curriculum; she had not expected Yu Yin to be able to answer it now.

Reporters packed the hotel entrance so tightly that not even water could pass through. The security guards held hands to guard the revolving doors, and the head of security shouted threats of calling the police to intimidate the crowd, though he never actually did.

"Kill!" Wang Ming bellowed. He reached out a hand, and his thick palm transformed into a demonic claw covered in black fur, with nails like blades. Enveloped in demonic energy, he shattered the cage with a single strike.

In truth, the disaster had already occurred. General Yi suffered heavy losses, and once Yin Gezhi returned everything to its original place, the situation would be even worse; General Yi wouldn't even know how the losses had happened.

Shen Xiaotang had not believed a word Mu Xue said regarding Mu Ziqing’s ex-boyfriend, but at this moment, he began to have doubts.

The decision made by the Volunteer Army headquarters was far from unwise, and the results were quite effective; amidst the brutal combat, many expert marksmen capable of striking with a single shot did indeed emerge.

Wei Renwu knew that the morale of the three was shattered; in such a state, it would be difficult for them to reach Beijing alive. He had to stabilize their resolve.

Perhaps the only calm person in the room was Fang Ronghua, with his perpetually icy expression.

"Ah Zhen, I have failed you. Let me marry you in the next life!" Li Kai wept as he bid farewell, intending to leave alone.

Yet, for the military supply commanders who had just returned to the capital from the Korean battlefield, this was an insurmountable dilemma.

It was Hu Tong, the clerk, who had accompanied Jing Xiong to Huya Ridge back then; Zhao Shen was not yet qualified to know of Jing Xiong’s affairs.

Perhaps, deep down, he and Tong Fei had long subconsciously regarded each other as lovers, only they hadn't realized it at the time... leading to the many twists and turns they had to endure before finally confirming their feelings.

"Lanqi? It doesn't just make watches, does it?" Lan Zhixin felt the name was familiar; she seemed to have heard of the brand in relation to handbags and jewelry.

An Dongshu’s arrival surprised Ji Yaran, especially when she learned he had come regarding his son’s marriage.

With her hand on the doorknob and mist welling in her eyes, she turned the handle in a fit of pique, intending to slam the door and leave, never to care about him or see him again.

"Professor Dong, please, after you." Lu Chongyi made a welcoming gesture toward Dong Ning.

"Creeeak." The interrogation room door was pushed open. A man in his forties strode in, his face wearing a kind smile as he gestured toward Zhou Zheng, while simultaneously whispering instructions to the police officer behind him.

After all, the knowledge in his memory was purely theoretical. He had never practiced it or experimented with those specific techniques, so he naturally dared not attempt them rashly.

"You promised me you would never 'indiscriminately accept' things from others again," Gong Chenjian said, pointing out each of Yun Zhi’s mistakes one by one.

*Pah*, a dog never changes its nature. She didn't believe for a second that she had truly turned over a new leaf. Since playing dirty wouldn't work, she would just pick a fight directly; she didn't believe Li Ningfu could truly remain so magnanimous.

Gripping the hilt again, Hans felt his agitated emotions subside. He stroked the blade gently, like a lover whispering in the throes of passion. The blade remained warm and iridescent, suffering no damage despite the series of fierce battles.

Just as investors watching Yipiju were frantically discussing the first-day revenue data of Ruan Pingyong’s shop, Rao Mingyang, Zhou Xianying, Zuo Bohao, and others were anxiously discussing the crisis facing the franchise in Yunnan Province.

"Who are they? They actually know of the Hive's existence. Have they already entered it? Is it the government or a private entity that wants to make an enemy of our Umbrella Corporation?" While barking orders to his subordinates, Kless speculated with a sense of trepidation, quickly grabbing his communication device to report the situation to the company headquarters.