100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 558 Visiting the Golden Gate

Mingjia looked at Zhou Yatang without changing her expression, a gentle smile on her face.

The older generation couldn't help but chime in: "How can it not be? You young people don't know how anxious we elders are when you're not married."

Having witnessed countless acts of deceit and treachery in officialdom, where everyone wears a mask, this senior official's voice rose considerably when discussing his child's marriage, a rare occurrence, indicating that he was expressing genuine emotion.

Mingjia wisely stopped talking. This incident reminded him that this person also had a "troublemaker" in his family who was still unruly and unmarried!

“Ming is young and promising. It’s a good thing that he puts all his energy into his work, both for his own sake and for his personal life. He can think about settling down later.”

Zhou Yatang spoke in a very calm and indifferent tone, as if he were objectively describing an established fact.

"Work is work, but self-cultivation, family management, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world are all important. How can one build a career without establishing a family?"

The old man's words were so forceful and clear; he must have used them to scold people quite often! So smooth!

"Yes, you are right."

Zhou Yatang doesn't argue with the Grand Secretary; it's pointless.

Look at that old fox Mingjia. The cannons were clearly aimed at him at first, but in the end, it was someone else who caught fire.

"You don't even need to mention Jia Ye, let's just talk about you. How could you just leave like that!"

"It's not a good match." He originally wanted to find an excuse to leave, but how did the topic end up on him again? "Marriage is about adjustment, and there are plenty of couples who aren't compatible, yet they've lived their whole lives together!"

"Yes, you are right."

"Hmph, you little brat." The old man walked away angrily.

Zhou Yatang also left without expression.

Only Mingjia remained seated, raising his hand to gently touch the wound on his neck, letting out a soft, pleased chuckle.

......

She quickly ate a few bites of food and then climbed back into bed.

I can't fall asleep.

I simply picked up my phone and started playing games.

Jin Huan's movements were incredibly skillful. She was also lucky when she parachuted; she landed with a pack, and while others were still searching for equipment, she had already started racking up kills.

Every shot hits its mark; the sense of accomplishment from a successful chicken dinner is indescribable, beyond the simple word "happy." "Bang!"

"clang!"

"boom!"

There were always some noises coming from the roof.

She frowned, a hint of displeasure in her expression. The noise upstairs was too loud, but Jin Huan's spiritual sense was strong enough that she didn't need to exert much effort to see what was happening upstairs.

The gears of fate never stop turning. She was used to mortals following their predetermined destinies, while she was just an ordinary, indifferent bystander.

But I was still disgusted by the pool of blood, with the dismembered limbs scattered here and there.

The smell of blood was so strong it was nauseating.

This is also why she is usually reluctant to project her consciousness outwards; seeing too much doesn't actually bring her happiness.

She pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball underneath. "Stop playing, time for bed!"

It took about half an hour.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

She was fast asleep and didn't want to pay attention. Even if Mingjia came back, she would have to stand outside for a while.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong."

The doorbell started ringing regularly.

But soon, the door lock, which had been motionless, suddenly moved.

The spring on the door lock button, which had been pressed down, bounced back up.

"Click" sound.

The door was pushed open.