Volume One, Chapter 160: She Was Actually the Song Family’s Heiress? He Was Actually the Song Family’s Son-in-Law?

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Appearing on the Spring Festival Gala is an opportunity every celebrity dreams of.

It is a program watched by the entire nation on the same day!

As long as one performs well, it is entirely possible to become an overnight sensation.

Chen Tianxiong had seized this opportunity, giving up the income from the copyright in order to secure a chance for the artists.

Su Le was very much in agreement when she heard this.

“That’s a great idea!”

“Let’s do exactly that!” Su Le said seriously.

By now, “Unforgettable Tonight” had become the closing song at annual gatherings and social events held by companies across every industry.

It had unquestionably become a classic.

Meanwhile, Sky Entertainment’s reputation and renown were gradually becoming known to every household.

More and more people were learning of the company!

It was a promising sign.

By nightfall...

At that moment, Tony, a fan obsessed with Xingyu, had only one thought in his mind. The Life team had done all those things to them, giving them the understanding they possessed today—but what about Xingyu? What had Life done to him?

“You’ve worked hard. Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Zhao. You should get some rest.”

Xu Xiaodong nodded pale-faced.

Yet the Heavenly Demon Puppet refined by Han Feng was no ordinary creation either. As the highest-grade puppet, it was continually tempered beneath the thunderbolts.

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“Xingyu, look at how hard we’ve worked. Won’t you give us some kind of reward after the mission is over?” Natasha asked Xingyu.

When Robin heard Ian’s words, she could not help covering her mouth and giggling. Crocodile shot her a vicious glare, and only then did she restrain herself.

The battle between Wang Xiyao and Daoist Nan Hua represented the pinnacle of human physical strength, speed, agility, endurance, swordsmanship, and overall ability.

At that moment, Xiao Yan, dressed in a black robe, had eyes as red as blood. Since he had cultivated demonic arts, he had already temporarily lost the ability to function in that particular regard.

“His sauce is somewhat similar to Asgard’s, but it enhances the flavor of the ingredients even more effectively...” Lan Xingyu described every taste that came to mind.

A bright, immaculate shield was summoned and floated around his body. The Water Spirit Shield spell shone brilliantly as Li Qinghe devoted himself entirely to defense, not using a single offensive spell or magical artifact.

After Han Feng cultivated the Cloudfire Wings, he spent a full ten days becoming familiar with this flying combat technique.

Ji Yuyou listened with rapt interest, her eyes darting back and forth between Yue Linghan and Han Xiao.

When Lin Xiuya’s tongue entered Huang Que’s mouth and began to draw upon it, the astonishment in Huang Que’s eyes gradually faded. Gazing at the handsome face before her, a thread of heartfelt tenderness suddenly appeared in her pupils. Then she closed her eyes, allowing Lin Xiuya to continue taking what he wanted.

At that moment, An began gathering the spiritual energy around him. As the energy accumulated, his true spiritual weapon appeared in his hand—a long blade that seemed to be wreathed in ghostly fire.

I was chatting with Xingzi when I heard Su Yan’s voice. She ran toward me, but Xingzi kicked her to the ground. “That’s enough!” I hurriedly stopped Xingzi from taking another step.

Let alone the mid-1980s—even in the later era of her previous life, being a lawyer sounded prestigious, but the profession did not actually earn much money. In this period, even fewer people could probably afford to hire one. It was perfectly normal that Chen Chen did not want to become a lawyer.

She hurriedly searched through the original owner’s memories, then immediately broke into a smile. It turned out that her elder brother in her previous life was called Chen Chen in this life, and he and the original owner were childhood sweethearts with no romantic feelings between them whatsoever.

The overwhelming aura made some people unable to open their eyes and look directly at them. Each of the two gripped a weapon, and both could feel a faint weariness welling up within them.

I had not expected that I had guessed correctly. Ah Hui truly was uneasy about Lin Rou leaving, so I instinctively wanted to tell her the news.

Moreover, the depth at which everyone was currently located had reached a terrifying ten thousand meters. On Earth before it had been transformed into a game, even reaching that depth with the aid of a submarine would have been extremely difficult.

“Xiao, I’m asking you one thing: are you going to marry her or not?” Han Ranyao shouted. There was no trace left of her earlier fear.

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Liu Yihua had no idea that Zhou Xiuying had misunderstood him. What he meant was: I came here for no other reason than to rescue you. Since I am rescuing you, I will naturally give it everything I have. I would even give you tens of thousands of taels of gold, let alone this sniper rifle.

Yang Shenghai was actually in a poor mood today. The thought of going to work in an unfamiliar place weighed on him, and whether he would be able to control the situation lay directly before him. He felt utterly uncertain.

From that point onward, the nearby street was called Sunlight Street. As the times changed, Sunlight Street became Sunlight Road, and several streets along the entire road fell within Lanjiang’s red-light district.

“Who exactly are you?” A cold glint flashed through Zhu Tong’s eyes. Qin Keqiang was indeed no simple man—he even knew Ye’er and had spoken at such length. Though his tone was that of a request, it nonetheless carried an innate authority.

Following this line of thought and allowing his mind to wander freely, Fan Wubing realized that there were still many things he could do.

Pan Rui secretly counted himself lucky. After expressing his gratitude again and again, he fled as though for his life, apparently afraid that Guo Sheng might change his mind.

“By the way, Doctor, what do you think of the television game-console market?” Zhang Shaojie asked again.

As a result, the equipment aboard the aircraft could contact only their head office. The head office then established contact with the government, and finally they were connected to Boss Zhu by telephone.

“Damn it, this thing really is good when you say it’s good—there isn’t a drinking party it can’t turn up at. But when you say it’s bad, it’s truly damn bad, like having a rope tied around you. No matter where you hide, it’ll drag you right out!” Zhou Aiguo grumbled, but he still hurriedly picked up the BP pager.

Only lovers who were wholeheartedly devoted to one another could possibly reach such a state—and even then, it was merely possible.

Someone sighed, saying that a lively and beautiful woman like Su Lingge had been shut up in a room day after day. Anyone would become ill from such stifling confinement.

Jin Pangpang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately threw away his weapon. The entire Silla-Baekje delegation then surrendered and laid down its arms.

Ren Woxiao let out a muffled groan and staggered back more than a dozen steps. His expression changed dramatically. How was this possible? When they had just exchanged blows, he had thought he could obliterate Qin Tian with a single punch. Yet he had unexpectedly found himself at a disadvantage.

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