When Dean Jian arrived at Shanhai Apartments, Bai Lian was upstairs talking with Qi. Qi was telling her about the Xingyi Martial Arts Hall and the medical clinic. The foundation ointment from Xingyi Martial Arts Hall had successfully broken through from the small business circle. He Zhiwei had also taught several resident doctors about acupuncture…

During that final battle, when Chen Ye led so many people to evacuate from Xiang City, only about a hundred soldiers remained. The city had become empty. Bai Lian arranged for these people to guard the city gates. They would beat the drums daily, maintaining all the usual protocols. They also created an illusion of…

Bai Lian took the files from Secretary Xue’s hands and went inside. In the kitchen, Gao Shu heard the faint doorbell and peeked out. “Lian Lian, are those the files from Secretary Xue? Just leave them on the table.” Arms crossed while watching the chef cook, Gao Yan turned her head at the mention of…

Ji Shaojun observed the atmosphere in the hall. He glanced at Jiang Fuli with surprise but didn’t say much, just asked them to sit down. Earlier, Ji Heng had told Butler Lou to arrange a separate table for them. Since Ji Heng was of a higher generation and the Mu family was particular about such…

Mu Yining immediately spotted Ji Heng walking in front, holding his long pipe. Tang Ming was by his side. As expected, Mu Xianguang didn’t come. The cold wind carried Tang Ming’s cheerful voice: “Grandpa, look at that duck flying!” Ji Heng looked up and took a puff from his pipe, smiling. “That’s a speckled goose.”…

It was late October, and the weather had grown colder. At the Gao family residence. Today, Mu You Jun hadn’t planned on going to the Mu family home. However, when she heard that Mu Xian Guang had come out of the prayer hall, she decided to get ready. “Are you going with Jia Chen?” she…

Bai Lian had listened to Jian Zhongyou’s collection before – “Mountain Snow,” “Autumn Melody,” and “Hometown Sounds.” She was familiar with all of them. These were Jian Zhongyou’s mid-career works, with simple, steady, and warm rhythms. So when she learned that Jian Zhongyou became famous for performing “White Robes,” yet his later compositions were as…

“A separate table?” Butler Lou looked at Ji Heng hesitantly. After all, Ji Heng was an elder – it didn’t seem right to have him sit with a group of children. “It’s fine,” Ji Heng was never one to care about such formalities. If not for Bai Lian and the others, he wouldn’t have returned…

“Young Master Jiang,” Gao Shu was surprised. Jiang Fuli rarely called her. Although they had WeChat, they seldom chatted. Most communications came through Jiang Xiji. “It’s quite unusual.” Jiang Fuli returned to his room. He had just spent a long time in Room 103, and his clothes carried a faint tobacco smell. He was holding…

“Ancient Wind Battlefield?” When Dean Jian spoke seriously, Bai Lian asked for clarification, “A stage play?” Besides the song “Betting on Wine,” she had composed many pieces for Yan Lu, each with its own unique style. “It’s an original play called ‘Flowers on the Tree’ by the National Theater,” Dean Jian explained the background. “It…