Excessive

In truth, very few of the cultivated fruits were actually sold; most were reserved for the master’s family. Every morning, the freshest and finest fruits were picked, sent down the mountain, and delivered to the grand Hua residence. There, they were divided into several portions and given to relatives and friends to taste, while the substandard ones were left for the villa's workers to eat.

Thus, he was truly at his wit's end and had no choice but to bring this matter to the two elders, Yin Yu and Ji Chengxiang.

"The coroner has examined the body. Complete sperm cells were found in the lower part of the corpse, clearly indicating it was a case of rape and murder. The perpetrator is likely a young male. Judging by the ground friction marks, his height is around one hundred and ten centimeters," Zhang Tiannuan recounted the autopsy details to Ye Chen.

Though the two matters were completely unrelated, Ji Shuang's cheeky banter somehow made them sound rather logical.

Du Xinru felt a bit embarrassed. It wasn't that she couldn't live without Fang Yi, but rather that she was worried about him.

She simply hadn't expected that she would turn out to be the president's wife of the Ye Corporation, and deep down, she seemed to be feeling a sense of relief.

"Azazel, if there are any unusual occurrences while you are outside, notify Giovanni Cain, and he will inform me," Miao Rutian instructed.

Her emotions made her unable to bear it, while her reason told her that Gu Hanqing had brought this upon himself. Gu Qiao could only turn her head away, refusing to look at her younger brother's state.

Seeing the servants looking apprehensive, Fu Nian curled the corners of her lips and soothed the emotions of the two.

"The children's godmother is vacationing at our family's villa, and I am taking the children to visit her," Chu Xiao explained.

All she wanted was to prevent Nie Nanshen from selling the Guan family enterprise to Fan Tianyi, not to genuinely become some so-called Mrs. Nie.

Murong Jin raised her hand, but ultimately stopped herself from grabbing Song Jinyu, slowly letting it drop back to her side.

Prefect Liu had a splitting headache. He hurriedly had Liu Qing carried inside and sent for a physician before finally heading out to board his carriage.

"A fair amount of surrounding land has also been cleared into farmland to grow crops and the like, though the yield appears to be quite low. Among the dwarves, meat is not lacking; what they lack are cereal grains."

The guards at the city gate checked the tally, and since no news had yet come from the palace, they naturally dared not offend the Great General Yelü Han, promptly letting him pass.

Today, Guan Heng was dressed in a sleek black suit, paired with a neat, short haircut. His initial impression was always that of a shrewd and stern professional, except that at this moment, there seemed to be something more in his eyes than usual.

If they agreed, keeping someone with a murderer relative in the Nie family would not only damage the family's reputation, but all shares under the Nie enterprise would also face the risk of a sharp plunge. If they refused, Nie Nanshen would likewise bear the label of a heartless man.

Xuanyuan Li gazed at Shen Qing's retreating figure—the exact same features, the exact same teasing bright eyes, the exact same disdainful look. He was certain this was his Qing'er. Yet, after that incident, hadn't she stopped breathing?

So it was that on this Sunday afternoon, her coming to Yuanye after school was actually a continuation of her reward. Ziniu's only place to truly unwind was here at Yuanye; she was the reigning queen here, getting whatever she wanted.

At this moment, the man was fully concentrated on refining the Qing-Sheng Pill, not daring to be even the slightest bit distracted lest the medicinal pill be ruined.

Ling Mo patiently dialed Lin Xinjie's mobile phone while heading downstairs to the kitchen to fetch ice cubes for Ning Yuanlan. He then found a hot-water bottle, filled it with the ice, and pressed it against her forehead.

Feigning distraction, she gave a casual wave of her hand. As Eunuch Qi turned to leave, Shu Linyu's gaze instantly returned to its wise and resolute composure, tinged with a trace of deeply hidden anxiety.

Ruan Mingyue naturally knew why Qin Le had left without saying goodbye, and could only comfort Ruan Xingru that if she felt bored or lonely, she should often come over to sit with her.

Her emotions seemed to have grown very calm—even possessing a tranquility before the storm that made him extremely uneasy, yet unable to change anything. She still forbade him from entering her hospital room and prohibited him from visiting her. He did not force the issue either, asking only to be able to watch over her condition from outside the room.

Xiao Ran had no idea what was wrong with her. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to support her, pulling her body close to his embrace. He tightly gripped her delicate hand with his own and asked softly, "Ling'er, what is wrong with you?" As he stroked her hand, he felt that it was chillingly cold.

She could almost foresee the rugged twists and turns in Xiaowu's romantic path; it was she, a useless mother, who had brought her so many obstacles.

Upon hearing Xue Meng's words, Suoshuang tossed its hooves and set off first, leaving the crisp jade-like chimes echoing above, gradually swallowed up by the squeaks of the burrowing vole.

It was a massive quantitative change. Both the volume of internal energy and the might of the domain had undergone tremendous enhancement, reaching an entirely different realm.

She suddenly had a strong urge to cook a meal for him and let him taste her culinary skills. As for why, she refused to think too deeply into it.

However, none of this was something Lu Ming needed to worry about at the moment, for a tricky situation had suddenly landed right in front of him.

Afterward, the afternoon class time flew by in a blur. As time swiftly slipped away and the sky gradually grew dim, I certainly couldn't spend today leisurely working out; Huang Haoyang was still tied up at the Huifeng KTV, waiting for me.

Pusshing aside the branches and walking a mile, the terrain grew flat, and vast fields of rice gleamed golden under the sunlight. As a gentle breeze swept past, the sweet fragrance of ripening grain filled the air.

"Could that have just been auditory hallucinations?" Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, thinking to herself that she had watched a legal affairs program on television last night about child traffickers. Naturally, upon hearing an infant's cry, her mind had immediately drifted to last night's show.

Fang Nana began to worry about herself. Would the head of her research group—the deputy director of infectious diseases—timely notice her tardiness this morning? Once discovered, he would surely assign someone else to handle the work. As long as there were no errors in the work, she probably wouldn't be punished, right?

She was also afraid—fearful of the inherent flaws in a man's nature. She feared that one day, when he achieved success and prominence, he would treat his steadfast wife of the humble years like worn-out shoes, just like Li Xianren did.

I thought to myself that we were in deep trouble now. Putting aside the potential threat of Bailong's left arm, the "Military Fiend," just the fact that his injuries were already so severe meant that running out to act as bait now was practically suicide!

How could I still care about thinking? As soon as Daoist Zi-Zhong-Bai finished explaining the whole sequence of events, I pushed my wheelchair, wanting to charge right forward.

Gongsun Mubai stood with his hands clasped behind his back, pacing slowly to the window. He gazed out at the clear sky outside, a trace of distant memory surfacing in his eyes.

Once all of this was done, Leng Hanling remarked, "What, still not making a move? Didn't you find it quite pleasant to touch just now, and didn't get enough of it? Go on, continue touching now; I won't stop you." Though her tone was flat, the sarcasm within her words was unmistakable.