Female President's Ace Soldier

Chapter 722 Unexpected visitor

Five minutes later, the five of them got into the Buick business car parked at the entrance of the village vigorously and resolutely.

The remote control key was still on Ma Minghui's body, so he naturally sat in the cab and stepped on the brakes to start the ignition.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the engine, the snow-white car lights illuminated the road at the entrance of the village again.

The little lights in the village have been extinguished, and most people have fallen asleep.

Xiao Wen rubbed his hands, squeezed behind Ma Minghui, turned on the hot air conditioner in the car with his waist down.

"Hey—dammit, I'm so cold!"

After the air conditioner was turned on, Xiao Wen lay down on the back seat again.

Zheng Chao turned his head to look at the kid, and suddenly hooked his hands and said, "Mosquito, come here!"

"What's the matter, Brother Chao? Haven't seen me for a few days, and miss me so much?"

Xiao Wen leaned forward and asked with a playful smile.

Sitting in the last row, Li Ming and Wang Hai stared at their every move with expressionless faces.

Zheng Chao raised his hand, patted Xiao Wen's forehead violently, and said angrily, "Damn, do you know that Boss hasn't even dozed off for the past few days just to look for you? It's good for you , came out without even a thank you, your conscience has been eaten by dogs?"

"me--"

Xiao Wen murmured for a while, and his face turned red. Fortunately, this kid reacted quickly, and quickly turned his head to Ma Minghui's side to admit his mistake, "I'm sorry boss, I've been really depressed these two days, and I didn't think about it so much—— Thanks to you for saving me from the devil's lair, I will never forget your great kindness."

"Okay, they are all my brothers, don't say those polite words!"

Ma Minghui smiled slightly, and said "sit well", the Buick flicked beautifully, and the car immediately turned around and sped away.

The next day, Monday.

Covered bridge water village villa.

Early in the morning, Shangguan Wan'er cleaned up her personal hygiene and was ready to rush back to school to attend the flag-raising ceremony at 08:30.

Just when he was about to go out, Shangguan Mingkang came out of the bedroom in a hurry to stop Shangguan Wan'er's way, "Wan'er, are you going to school today? I heard from your uncle that there were still a few fish that slipped through the net yesterday. Wait, I think you should take a few days off and don't go back to school!"

"Dad, it's so boring to stay at home all day and have no one to play with me!"

Shangguan Wan'er's complexion changed, she pouted her small mouth, pushed Shangguan Mingkang's fat body and said, "Get out of the way—"

"No, the danger has not been lifted, you must not go!"

Shangguan Mingkang stood firm, unyielding.

Shangguan Wan'er turned her face slightly, pointed at Guo Jun who had just walked out of the bathroom, and said, "Isn't Sister Jun accompanying me? What danger can there be! Don't worry about it, there aren't so many bad things happening——"

When the two were talking, Huang Ma was still cleaning up the dishes in the dining room, while Jiang Huan was wiping the tea table with a rag in the living room.

As for Uncle Lin, he carried a plastic pot and walked to the back garden to water the flowers with a relaxed expression.

"Master, since Miss is going, let her go. It shouldn't be a big problem for me to accompany her! Besides, there are so many people in the school, those criminals dare not go in and do anything wrong!"

Guo Jun saw that the two father and daughter were arguing, so he stepped forward to rescue Shangguan Wan'er.

Shangguan Mingkang pondered for a moment, and had to compromise with Shangguan Wan'er, "Okay, then be careful——Guo Jun, please report to me about Wan'er's situation every hour."

"I see."

Guo Jun grabbed a coat that was thrown on the sofa, nodded and followed Shangguan Wan'er to the garage.

That BMW 750 was attacked yesterday, and it was still lying in the 4S shop and did not come back. Today, Shangguan Wan'er changed to a Mercedes-Benz S600. Although this car is several years old, it is equipped with bulletproof glass and explosion-proof tires. It is safe. The performance is good, and you can feel at ease when sitting in it.

As soon as Shangguan Wan'er and Guo Jun left, Shangguan Mingkang immediately called Yang Yi to his side and said, "Hurry up and send a few people to secretly protect Miss."

"Yes!"

Yang Yi nodded, immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Outside the villa, the Mercedes-Benz S600 passes by like a beautiful shadow.

Meihua sat in a nearby car, staring at a laptop in her arms; she sat quietly in the co-pilot, closing her eyes slightly as if she was dozing off.

"Brother Hui, Shangguan Wan'er has left the villa."

Soon, Meihua reported the news to Ma Minghui.

At this time, Ma Minghui had just woken up. After receiving the news, he only replied with three words: follow up.

Last night, after rescuing Xiao Wen from Zhuojiagou, Ma Minghui drove the other people back to their residences; and he later drove to Ye Qingcheng's Xiangshan Villa.

The two hadn't been intimate for a few days, and after rolling together, there was naturally a burst of tenderness and lingering love.

After a few hours, Brother Hui was almost squeezed dry by Mr. Ye.Fortunately, his physical fitness was excellent. After resting for a few hours, Brother Hui gradually regained his vitality.

This morning, Ma Minghui didn't get up for a run until eight o'clock in the morning; after eating the breakfast brought by Wang Ma, Ye Qingcheng also got up and finished washing.

The little girl walked behind Ma Minghui, wrapped her arms around his shoulders tightly, and said happily, "It would be great if I could see you every morning when I wake up!"

"Really? Let's get married, shall we? When we get married, I will accompany you every night. When you wake up the next morning, you will naturally see me every day. "

Ma Minghui grasped Ye Qingcheng's exquisite jade hand and suddenly recognized the truth.

Ye Qingcheng quickly retracted her hands as if she had been electrocuted, but in a blink of an eye, she asked with a look of surprise on her face, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Do you think I'm joking with you now?"

Ma Minghui turned around, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's hand again, stared at her intently and said.

Ye Qingcheng jumped instantly when Ma Minghui looked at her, pouted her small mouth, and said coquettishly, "Are you proposing to me? You don't even have an engagement ring?!"

"Of course it's not a formal marriage proposal. If you propose marriage, the atmosphere must be more grand!"

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Ye Qingcheng stared at Ma Minghui with surprise, as if waiting for his next words.

But Ma Minghui said in a puzzled way, "Next - go back and discuss with my parents first, let them choose an auspicious day for the zodiac."

"Then I wait for you--"

Although it was not a satisfactory answer, at this moment, Ye Qingcheng's heart was still extremely excited; at least, now she knew Ma Minghui's attitude, and knew that he was willing to marry her, not just to play with her.

"Well, let's go home and have dinner with me tonight; my parents haven't seen you for many days, and they should miss you very much."

Ma Minghui let go of Ye Qingcheng's hand, and urged the girl to have breakfast quickly, and go to the company after dinner.

Ye Qingcheng was not in a hurry at all, put his hands on Ma Minghui's shoulders, and said with a serious face, "Since you want to marry me, you must keep a distance from your ex-girlfriends or ambiguous girlfriends! It’s broad, but it’s not wide enough to share your husband with others.”

"YES, Mother Meadow!"

Ma Minghui stood at attention and gave a standard military salute.

Wang Ma, who had just delivered milk and eggs to the dining table, couldn't stop laughing.

"Ding dong, ding dong—"

Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Wang Ma untied her apron, walked to the videophone and picked up the receiver.

The old face of a simple and honest middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the video.

"Who are you looking for?"

Wang Ma asked the middle-aged man with a puzzled expression.

The middle-aged man asked rather cautiously, "Excuse me, is this the home of Ye Qingcheng, the general manager of Chunhui Group?"

"Yes."

Wang Ma replied blankly.

The middle-aged man asked cautiously again, "Then I want to meet her, is that okay?"

"This is where Mr. Ye rests. He is not working. You should ask her to go to Chunhui Company, but Mr. Ye is very busy. Remember to make an appointment with her in advance."

Wang Ma took the microphone and replied mechanically.

When he was about to hang up the phone, the man suddenly said in a hurry, "I—I'm not looking for her on business, but I want to talk to her about some private matters."

"Private business? What private business do you have with Mr. Ye?"

Wang Ma glanced carefully at the middle-aged man with a shaggy beard in the video and was about to go mad, but Ye Qingcheng suddenly walked to the videophone, unlocked the door above and said, "Come in!"

"Miss, I don't think this man is three or four, you shouldn't let him in!"

Wang Ma put down the phone and said something worried.

Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly, "For outsiders to enter our villa area, they must register with their ID cards. If he is really the kind of dubious person, the security guards outside probably won't let him in; besides, we Aren't there two great masters by my side, am I still afraid that he won't succeed?"

After speaking, Ye Qingcheng looked at Ma Minghui and Gu Xiaoman who had just washed up.

"Wang Ma, go and open the door!"

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man outside the glass door on the first floor, Ye Qingcheng gave Wang Ma another order.

Wang Ma let out a "hmm" and walked silently towards the glass door of the living room on the first floor.

Ye Qingcheng turned around, took eggs and milk, stepped on high heels and descended the spiral wooden ladder.

Ma Minghui was ready and was waiting to leave with Ye Qingcheng, so he also followed.

Gu Xiaoman was still sitting at the dining table, quickly eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk.

"Mr. Ye, hello—"

After the middle-aged man put on the shoe covers that Wang Ma handed over, he walked to the sofa in the living room, and respectfully saluted Ye Qingcheng who was sitting on the sofa drinking milk.

"Uncle, sit down, if you need anything from me, just tell me, you don't need to be detained."

Ye Qingcheng saw that the other party was always cramped, so she smiled and raised her finger to point to a row of sofas diagonally opposite her.

Ma Minghui glanced at the person in the future. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with a round cut head, deep wrinkles on his face, and a shaggy beard. He was wearing a washed-out white shirt on his upper body and a pair of outdated black trousers on his lower body. ; Looking around, this man is an out-and-out farmer.

"Mr. Ye, I don't know if you still remember this thing?"

The middle-aged man didn't sit down either, but carefully took out a silver longevity lock from his trouser pocket and handed it to Ye Qingcheng.