Chapter 122: Trapped Within the Scheme, Part 2

At this moment, Zhao Yiya, still seated at the conference table, fixed her resentful gaze intently on the spot where Mo Qinghan had just sat. The pen in her hand was nearly bent out of shape by the silent fury she barely controlled.

The words Mo Qinghan had just spoken echoed in her mind: "It's only because your CEO, He Zheyu, is my brother-in-law. If you have any complaints, take them up with him."

In an instant, the pen in Zhao Yiya’s hand snapped, the broken end piercing deeply into her palm. The sound of blood dripping onto the table shattered the heavy silence that filled the room.

Those who had just left the conference room tread cautiously, whispering among themselves, “So it’s true! Murong An really is our CEO’s sister-in-law!” No wonder He, Dugu Bo, Juduoluo, and Long Gong had taken the lead. Considering they were dealing with soul beasts approaching a hundred thousand years in age, the three had to venture deep into the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest, where few high-level soul beasts were visible on the outskirts.

“Send Madam Li out,” Bai Mushuang instructed urgently as Shang Lu hurried over carrying medicine.

Bai Kai’s demand was simple: full compensation according to the numbers, but no repayment for lost turnover. However, Hua Yanyong was unwilling to accept this.

“Taozi, there’s something I’ve never told you about my uncle,” Qiao Yujie said idly, deciding to have a little fun with Taozi.

Different plans had different reward timings and methods. Neither she nor the system knew what the fishery plan would become once it reached a certain level.

“No, I just called Teacher Li. She said the school doesn’t have evening study sessions!” Song Qian’s voice came through the phone.

“It’s nothing. This is your hard-earned reward; it should belong to you,” Bai Mushuang said, somewhat puzzled.

A viral researcher died in a lab studying hormones to increase fish yield. The thought seemed ridiculous, utterly illogical.

She could see the patterns on the tent’s ceiling, smell the fragrance of the pillow, and most of all, feel the comfort.

Although Qin Nanyu had watched videos online of Shi Miao participating in the excavation of the Yao Xia village tombs, the Shi Miao in the videos seemed almost superhuman, which felt fake. He suspected it was all staged publicity. He had no idea how much the Wen family had spent to help Shi Miao build this image, even hiring top archaeologists to cooperate in the act.

The island players at Musashi Castle leveraged their home advantage to defend firmly. Despite several assaults by Longhun City, all attacks ended in failure.

There were far too many snakes here. Some had been crushed to death under the car, but others were entangled in the tires, even climbing up along the chassis.

Even without a crown prince, she hoped Murong Ruyue would marry a man of high rank and power. Yet, Murong Ruyue deliberately chose Lu Shen of all people.

Even Zhou Jiaojiao was all ears, her eyes alertly scanning, fearing someone might suddenly rush forward again.

Passersby showed surprised expressions, forgetting to greet as Gu Zhiyin strode past with a blank face.

He even considered acting first and reporting later, marrying Murong Zihan off within days. Whether the Murong family would anger Tian Yan was no longer his concern.

Suddenly, he sensed something, pausing as he got out of the car and looked up toward the second-floor window of the villa.

To everyone’s astonishment, Gu Zhiyin tenderly slipped a ring onto Mu Ning’s slender white finger and then pressed a gentle kiss below her lips.

She cherished every second spent with Gu Zhiyin, wishing time would slow so they could remember each other well.

At this moment, Xie Li was extremely shy, as if caught off guard by a sudden assault. Then, in an instant, she transformed into a gigantic seven-tailed scorpion dozens of meters long. With a flick of her tail, she sent Tu Hu flying. Perhaps the tail was a forbidden area even for scorpion demons.

“Looks like we need to have another talk with General Manager Zhai,” Zheng Ge sighed inwardly, not holding much hope.

Meanwhile, in a tea room, the chairmen of several major corporations—Wang Renmu of Renda Group, Chen Yuan of Fengyuan Group, Chu Mingyuan of Mingyuan Group, Feng Deye of Deye Group, and Zhao Zhou of Oasis Group—gathered together.