Chapter 61: Matters Finally Take a Turn for the Better

Upon leaving the hospital, Fu Yanzhou returned to the company.

Lin Zhiwan’s foolishness indeed exceeded his expectations, yet it was not enough to leave him entirely helpless.

In this world, matters are invariably handled through two primary approaches: profit inducement and risk aversion.

Since Lin Zhiwan scoffed at the conditions he offered, she could simply be made to experience the consequences that her foolish decision would bring.

Inside the office.

Wang Xueying finished reporting on the recent work and looked at Fu Yanzhou with a somewhat hesitant expression.

Fu Yanzhou handed the signed documents over to Wang Xueying, noticing that she seemed to have more to say.

"Is there anything else?"

Wang Xueying spoke up.

"Young Master Fu invited several members of the board last night at Jin..."

Liu Zhengyi sat on the sofa, his chest heaving continuously. At the very least, for now, he would not smash things around or hurl curses.

Clearly, he had been completely normal before, showing no signs of a split personality, yet after waking up on that particular day, an extra soul had somehow settled into his body.

Inhaling the aroma of hot pot drifting through the restaurant, accompanied by the bickering voices of the two, his blood pressure instantly spiked.

Tang Wen spoke of these things with a sense of pride and happiness. At first, Xia Yun gazed at her, calmly listening to their story, but as it went on, there was a fleeting moment when Xia Yun felt as though she herself were the third party destroying their relationship, causing her to turn her head toward the window.

"When you two were together, I didn't quite believe in him, but it feels like he changed quite a bit after marrying you," Tian Siying said, gazing at the ferry slowly approaching in the distance.

Before the apocalypse, he had spent an entire year working on his abdominal muscles with hardly any noticeable effect. Yet now, merely by advancing to the first tier of the Undying Flesh, a distinct six-pack of abs had clearly emerged.

It is not that your husband has no pity for those soldiers, but rather that once one steps onto the battlefield, one must be prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice at any moment.

In her eyes, the most outstanding among them was her eldest son; naturally, her other sons were not far behind either.

Nanyan narrowed her eyes slightly, deeply averse to the sudden glare, the aura around her dropping several degrees into a wintry chill.

When it rained, the silver water chain integrated with the stone appeared capable of touching the water, yet in reality, because the stone neither absorbed nor dissolved water, the rainwater and the silver chain within the stone never truly came into contact, existing as if in two entirely separate worlds.

Meanwhile, the other person’s dark eyes gleamed with brilliant luster as they boldly swept a glance over everyone present. The sheer confidence and elegance in that gaze were breathtaking.

How professional—truly, there is a specialized trade for every pursuit. The Thieves' Guild was well-famed for earning their living this way, even anticipating such minute details as applying oil to prevent any sound.

Li Muer understood. In this world, how many people sought to assassinate the monarch and usurp the throne? A moment of carelessness would only result in making wedding garments for someone else.

If she was going to write, she would write right away; sleeping would only plunge her back into continuous nightmares anyway. For some reason, the frequency of her nightmares had been increasing lately.

As for Yi Yun, he landed a hundred meters away with supreme casualness and dashing poise—provided one chose to overlook the fact that his clothes had been completely blown to shreds.

"Did you see what just attacked us?" Ji Jin swept his surroundings with a vigilant gaze.

Naturally, almost everyone fell under the second reason; no one would ever voice the first. Yet since everyone understood the situation mutually, it remained an unspoken consensus.

Since the visitors were guests, Young Master Long could not afford to be inhospitable. He hurriedly grabbed the willow-leaf dagger and lightly made a few cuts on the dog.

Seeing Yang Yutang rush in with swollen, red eyes and unsteady footsteps, He Fangliang still felt compelled to offer a respectful bow.

Hearing Xie Yutong suddenly shift the focus onto herself, Ye Feng knew she was referring to the moment his gaze had lingered on the scenery of her chest. Knowing that this matter could never be fully explained, Ye Feng shifted into reverse, backed up a short distance, and then steered around the BMW ahead to drive forward.

Then came a moment of hesitation, followed by a slow, unhurried step forward without any superfluous movements.

As he spoke, a tinge of melancholy arose within him. Having been away for over a decade, how could he not yearn to find his family, even if returning was impossible, even if it meant just catching a glimpse from afar?

With her delicate brows slightly furrowed, Ji Ruxue clearly had no intention of dealing a fatal blow. This was the match of the Hidden Dragon Rankings tournament for mutual learning and martial arts sparring, and she was not some "bloodthirsty fiend"—unless an extreme situation arose, there was no need to take the opponent's life.