Female President's Ace Soldier

"You are--"

"I'm Xiao Yu's friend, my name is Wei Le—Big Brother."

Seeing Ma Minghui's surprised face, the gentle man immediately introduced himself.

"Oh—so it's Mr. Wei!"

With just a glance at Wei Le, Ma Minghui could see that this kid was no longer a student on the university campus.

"Brother, just call me by my name, you don't dare to be a young master!"

Wei Le is about 1.7 meters five, with a slightly thin body. When matched with his clean face, it sets off his gentle aura.

"Miss Xia, sit down quickly."

Just when Wei Le introduced himself to Ma Minghui, Aunt Ma enthusiastically pulled Xia Yuting to sit down.

Ma Minghui still glared at Ma Xiaoyu and teased, "You're really good at Y, you won't give me a break if you have a boyfriend."

"Not a boyfriend, just an ordinary friend!"

Ma Xiaoyu blushed, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue at Ma Minghui, then quickly turned around and put the laptop into her bedroom.

"Where did Brother Wei get rich? You drove that BMW 520 outside, right?"

When Ma Minghui walked towards the dining table with Wei Le, he asked another casual question.

"I'm just doing some small business in Nanjiang. That car was indeed driven by me, which made my brother laugh."

He is humble and has always maintained a polite posture, as if this is the true portrayal of Wei Le.

Ma Minghui was not optimistic about this kid, because he only glanced at him a few times, and he saw treachery in his two gloomy little eyes.

As the saying goes, "the eyes are the windows of the soul." If a person's eyes look sinister, then his heart must not be clean.So after meeting this side, Ma Minghui didn't like Wei Le at all.

"It's my own ability to drive a good car, how can I say that it makes people laugh?"

Wei Le's hypocrisy made Ma Minghui feel even more uncomfortable.

Ma Xiaoyu saw that Ma Minghui had never shown a good face to her "iron buddy", so she immediately turned black and said to her neck, "Brother, don't just think that Wei Le is honest and want to bully her, otherwise, my sister and I will tell you." You're not done!"

"How dare I bully your friend, right—Li Ping?"

Ma Minghui smiled slightly, and deliberately cast his gaze on Zou Liping.

Zou Liping raised her hand and smiled sweetly, "Heaven can testify that Brother Hui really treats me as kindly and warmly as his own sister."

"Hahaha, this girl is really sensible!"

Seeing this happy scene, Aunt Ma couldn't help nodding with satisfaction.

The quartz clock above the center of the living room was ticking. Seeing that the hour hand was already pointing to a quarter past twelve, Mr. Ma hurriedly raised his chopsticks to greet everyone, "The dishes are about to cool down, everyone hurry up and eat."

"Uncle Ma, Aunt Yang, big brother, please eat—"

As if treating this place as his own home, Wei Le raised his chopsticks and greeted again.

Father Ma and his wife felt that this child was sensible, and looking at Ma Xiaoyu's sweet and happy face, they both thought that this little girl would have a good life in the future; thinking of this, both of them felt relieved.

"Xiao Wei, you can eat too, don't be shy, just treat this place as your own home."

Hearing that he likes to drink, this kid Wei Le actually bought two bottles of good Moutai over here. Papa Ma immediately treated this kid as his own son.

"Uncle Ma, I'm not polite at all."

While talking, Wei Le picked a braised pork rib in the bowl, and before putting it in his mouth, the boy gave Madam Ma a thumbs up and praised, "Aunt Yang, the dishes you cook are really fragrant and delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good."

Aunt Ma replied flatteredly that, as today's chef, she is satisfied if the dishes she cooks are recognized and praised.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're welcome."

After Wei Le nodded again and again, he picked a coke chicken wing into Ma Xiaoyu's bowl and said, "Xiaoyu, this is your favorite dish, you should eat more."

"Understood, eat yours, leave me alone!"

Ma Xiaoyu raised her neck and replied sweetly, only then did Ma Minghui notice that a slender platinum chain was already hanging around this chick's neck; needless to say, Wei Le must have bought this thing to curry favor with her It's just that the quality of the chain doesn't look so pure; it may not be easy for laymen to see the gap, but Ma Minghui, who knows everything, can see the flaw at a glance. Pin also became more suspicious.

"What do you think of that kid?"

When Wei Le got up to pour wine for Ma Laodie, Ma Minghui put his mouth next to Xia Yuting's left ear and asked softly.

"It seems to be honest, but I always feel that his appearance is all fake!"

After all, Xia Yuting has been a policeman for so long, and she has developed a sharp eye, so she soon came to the same conclusion as Ma Minghui.

"I think so too. It seems that I have to check his background."

After Ma Minghui muttered softly, he looked at Ma Xiaoyu who was opposite him and said, "Sister, do you know what business your friend does in Nanjiang?"

"Don't you know if you ask him?"

In fact, Ma Xiaoyu didn't know what Wei Le was doing. He only knew that this kid was rich and loved him, so he gave up the pursuit of many students in the school and fell into Wei Le's arms; The encounter was a bit of a coincidence and fate—it turned out that just a month ago, when Ma Xiaoyu was riding a bicycle with her classmates to the street, a van rushed out of the road outside the school gate and knocked her down. It wasn't very serious, but the driver who caused the accident was afraid of taking responsibility, so he ran away in a van. This scene happened to be hit by Wei Le, who was driving a BMW passing the school gate, so the kid didn't say anything, and drove his own car. He sent Ma Xiaoyu to a nearby hospital, and unconditionally paid 2 yuan in advance for medical expenses.

Ma Xiaoyu was moved by this handsome and wealthy young man at the time, so after the boy chased and beat him furiously, she secretly admitted that Wei Le was her boyfriend; now she brought this boy back to see Mrs. Ma and his wife , I just want to tell them that when they grow up, they will deal with their partners openly in the future.

"You don't eat well all day, why ask so many questions?"

Father Ma had already seen that Ma Minghui had a bad look at Wei Le, so he gave his son who was sitting at the bottom right of him a glare.

"Xiao Xia, where do you work?"

Aunt Ma quickly changed the topic to Xia Yuting in order to cooperate with Father Ma.

"I—I'm just doing something in the agency."

Xia Yuting didn't want to reveal her identity, so she replied vaguely.

But Ma Minghui said, "She——she's from the Public Security Bureau, the deputy director of Chengxi Police Station!"

public security bureau?

Hearing this, the smile on Wei Le's face disappeared immediately.

Ma Minghui has been watching this kid's actions, so his expression was quickly caught in his eyes.

"Wow - sister-in-law, you are still a policeman, amazing!"

After hearing Ma Minghui's introduction, Ma Xiaoyu immediately gave Xia Yuting a thumbs up.

When Ma Ansan and Yang Kaixiu heard that their future daughter-in-law is a civil servant, they immediately smiled at each other, nodded and praised in unison, "Not bad, not bad!"

"Young Master Wei, come - pour me a glass of Moutai too, did you buy this wine?"

Seeing that Wei Le suddenly sat down, Ma Minghui suddenly raised the empty cup in front of him.

Seeing that this kid disrespected his future son-in-law very much, Ma Ansan couldn't help saying with a black face, "You won't do it yourself?"

"I should pour wine for eldest brother!"

Wei Le seemed to have sensed that Ma Minghui was full of hostility towards him, so after leading ten thousand grass mud horses past in his heart, the kid walked up to Ma Minghui with a fake smile on his face.

Aunt Ma saw Wei Le maintaining a humble and polite attitude, and she felt a burst of joy in her heart, so she couldn't stop nodding and praised, "Xiao Le is really sensible."

"Don't you want to drive, drink less alcohol!"

Xia Yuting thought that Ma Minghui was an alcohol addict, so she muttered in a low voice.

Ma Minghui said disapprovingly, "Aren't you still here?"

Ma Xiaoyu continued, "It's rare to be so happy today, brother, you can drink more! Wei Le, fill my brother's glass."

"It is a must!"

Wei Le smiled sinisterly, and actually filled a paper cup with Moutai.

"Brother, please accept my best wishes. I wish you and your sister-in-law a happy life together."

I have to say that this kid looks a bit sanctimonious, but that mouth is really sweet.

"Thank you!"

No matter what the character of the other party is, try not to slap him in the face when he says something nice, so after Ma Minghui gave Wei Le a good smile, he picked up the paper cup and took a sip of wine.

As soon as the wine passed through the throat, Ma Minghui felt a hot energy rushing towards him.

Damn, this wine is fake Moutai!
Could it be that old man Ma hasn't drunk all the wine he's been drinking for so many years?

"Mr. Wei, where did you buy this Moutai?"

Damn, Ma Minghui was not happy about cheating his own father with fake wine, so he put the paper cup on the table, and his face became serious again.

"This wine was given by my good friend—what, is there a problem?"

Wei Le knew that there was something wrong with the wine (because the two bottles of Moutai were not given by his good friends at all, but he bought them from counterfeit wine dealers for only 200 yuan), but he pretended A look of surprise.

"Father—what do you think?"

Ma Minghui suddenly let out a sly smile, and turned his gaze to Ma Ansan, who had already had a few sips of wine.

"good."

Although Ma Ansan hadn't tasted Moutai that cost more than 1000 yuan, he found that this wine was no different from the Erguotou he usually drank, and he also vaguely realized that there might be something wrong with this wine; Just said such an ambiguous sentence.

"What do you mean it's okay? Good is good! You old man, haven't you had such a good bar in your life?"

Yang Kaixiu hadn't understood the doorway inside, so he glanced at Ma Ansan with reproachful eyes.