Chapter 84: Just Four Sons, President—It's Not Like You Can't Afford Them

Because Di Yunshen's description of Su Qingli was so vague, it was difficult for Su Qingli to investigate. Hearing this, Shen Ci pressed his forehead and said, "I thought you were secretly hiring a hacker behind my back, President."

"You played your role well—I have no idea how you came up with those fourteen people working around the clock." Shen Ci scratched his head sheepishly...

Originally, the fat man thought that after he finished speaking, there would be no need to waste more time discussing the cooperation.

However, the difference between the two sides lay in the fact that the Heat not only held the advantage in the score, but their starting lineup was still full of energy.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan laughed in anger, his face openly provocative as he stared at Huangpu Song. Lin Fan had always yielded to kindness but never to force—even if it cost him his head, he had never backed down before. How could he possibly fear Huangpu Song's threats?

An old man, covered in machinery, lay on a hospital bed by the window, surrounded by several doctors, nurses, and assigned caregivers.

After learning his son's address, the chairman of the KOK hotel chain found Han Liangxing.

Since her arrival, the laboratory that had been in chaos a moment ago was now utterly silent.

Indeed, if the other side’s plan had been meticulous, it would make little sense for Tang Yashan to have so easily unraveled it now.

"Go ahead, what is it?" Lan Tiancheng also wanted to know what had happened to make them so hesitant and awkward.

Peng Siding and Ruonuo Re quickly found two ropes in the cabin and tied up the two pirates. As soon as they finished, Ruonuo Re was panting heavily, his face pale, his wound still oozing blood. Peng Siding hurriedly used his own clothes to dress the injury.

Tong Yiyi was just about to get up when she realized something was wrong the moment she braced herself on her arms.

None of the people here deserved sympathy or help. Though they had all been tricked into coming, many of them had tasted the sweetness of swindling others for profit and gradually became addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves. Money is, after all, the easiest thing to seduce people.

Leng Ran stared at her own fingers in disbelief, turning them over and over, then looked, full of confusion, at the grim-faced Duli beside her.

Even though she had made some money in the entertainment industry over the years, her expenses had also increased, and with her brother repeatedly falling into debt, she simply couldn't afford such an expensive penalty now.

She lowered her head, her long, thick lashes hiding the sorrow in her eyes. Leng Ran suddenly felt unbearably unwell, her head heavy, her feet unsteady, her vision spinning. Even her dance steps seemed weighed down with lead, each movement a struggle.

Xiao Yan was at a loss for how to refuse when she heard someone announce outside the hall—it was none other than the Emperor Qianlong.

"Ah, you wretched girl, you've learned to talk back to me now? Today, if I beat you to death, I'll be teaching you in your father's stead." Another kick landed, hard, striking her hand.

Calling someone else to do this—is that what you call sincerity? Gu Xidong was distinctly displeased, though he betrayed nothing on his face and silently took note of it.

Shen Momo walked out to find Shuhui contentedly admiring her pure gold armor, its surface intricately engraved with patterns, exuding luxury.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was about to move into the Pavilion of Blossoms, Ziwei, though reluctant, understood she could not go against the emperor’s will. She held Xiao Yan’s hand, reluctantly bidding her farewell.

"Don't worry, Ran'er," said the King of Gu Poison, "I've already had a fine wooden wheel made for you. Once you recover, your maid can take you out for walks." As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and the door opened. The maids filed in, setting the table with exquisite dishes to nourish her blood and health.

Nianyun looked up, meeting his gentle gaze. Her heart skipped a beat and, without realizing it, she let go of his hand.