Female President's Ace Soldier

"It's getting more and more outrageous! It's going to embarrass our Ye family!"

Ye Feng complained without losing the opportunity, but Ye Qingcheng pretended not to hear it, and took a sip of the tea on the table pretending to be thirsty.

"Brother Minghui, it's time for dinner, shall we sit down and eat together?"

Being pinched by Ma Minghui so much that he wanted to call his mother, Fang Yan quickly pulled his hand away; in order not to lose his face, this kid used the matter of eating as a cover again.

"Okay, Qingcheng and I came here to have a meal with you. By the way, I'll tell you that she is already my girlfriend, so don't think about her anymore!"

Ma Minghui let go of Fang Yan's hand and sat down with a smirk on his face; Ye Feng couldn't sit still after hearing his words, so he slapped the table and shouted loudly, "Who do you think you are? You say you are You can marry my granddaughter's boyfriend? As long as I don't die, you will never marry her in this lifetime!"

"That's right! Don't take a pee to see what you are!"

Ms. Xu Manning, who has always been well-educated and reasonable, can no longer remain calm when facing a "grandson-in-law" like Ma Minghui.

"Grandpa, grandma—how can you treat my friend like this? Do you still let me have dinner with you? If you don't want to see him, then I'll take him away immediately!"

Ye Qingcheng brought Ma Minghui here because she wanted to explain to Fang Yan that she had a boyfriend. Now this goal seems to have been achieved, so in order not to intensify the conflict between her and Ye Feng and his wife, she stood up and wanted to go out of the private room .

Holding back a breath of anger, Fang Yan, who still wanted to hit Ma Minghui and Ye Qingcheng hard, didn't want to lose the chance of revenge, so he hurried forward to dissuade him, "Qingcheng, it's time for dinner, where are you going? I To see you today, I ordered a table of dishes. You and your friends have to help me digest a little bit! Earning money is not easy these days, and many poor people in Africa are still struggling with hunger. Let’s not talk about thrift, but also You can’t be extravagant and wasteful, don’t you think?”

"It's Mr. Fang who is well-informed, knowledgeable and reasonable!"

Hearing Fang Yan's sensible words, Xu Manning felt that his character was more noble than that guy who smiled evilly.

"Qingcheng, it's not that grandpa said you. To find a man, you need to find someone like Mr. Fang who is both ambitious, responsible and compassionate!"

Seeing Fang Yan constantly smoothing things out in the middle, Ye Feng even stopped looking at Ma Minghui.

"Waiter, serve hot dishes!"

Seeing Ye Qingcheng sit down slowly, Fang Yan hurriedly greeted the waiter standing at the door of the private room, and the waiter hurriedly used the walkie-talkie to notify the back kitchen.

Elderly people don't like western food, so in order to please Ye Feng and his wife, Mr. Fang specially arranged a luxurious Chinese food feast tonight.

"Today is a rare and good day, let's have a drink together!"

In order to show respect to the Ye family, Fang Yan personally poured Ye Feng a glass of 30-year-old Nurhong, and poured freshly squeezed fresh juice for Xu Manning and Ye Qingcheng, but he did not pour wine for Ma Minghui.

"Fang Yan, why don't you pour wine for Ma Minghui?"

Ye Qingcheng gave Fang Yan a hard look, feeling extremely upset.Although Ma Minghui is just a shield for himself at the moment, Fang Yan's behavior of not pouring wine for him still swept his own face!

"Qingcheng, don't get excited—I'll respect your family first, and I'll drink alone with Brother Minghui later!"

Fang Yan said something high-sounding on purpose, causing Ye Feng and his wife to secretly blame Ye Qingcheng for being ignorant!

In the face of neglect and provocation, Ma Minghui behaved like a normal person, moving his chopsticks to pick up the delicacies on the table.

"It's like I haven't eaten meat in eight lifetimes!"

Seeing that Ma Minghui was eating heartily, Ye Feng, who was holding a wine glass, couldn't help but muttered again; Xu Manning, who was sitting beside him, also echoed, "That's right, really rude!"

"Grandpa and grandma, Qingcheng, let's toast together, cheers."

Fang Yan was sitting on Ye Feng's left, and he could hear their murmurs and complaints clearly; so after snickering, the boy raised his glass and clinked glasses with Ye Qingcheng's family.

Although he didn't want Fang Yan to be his boyfriend, there was no need to be an enemy, so Ye Qingcheng naturally raised his glass.

After a burst of toasting, Ye Feng and his wife were full of praise for Fang Yan, but they had long turned a blind eye to Ma Minghui.

"Mr. Fang, this bottle of Nurhong shouldn't be from the hotel, right?"

Seeing Fang Yan and Ye Feng drinking happily, Ma Minghui couldn't help but picked up the ceramic wine bottle on the table and shook it.

"Brother Minghui, why did you say that? To be honest, this bottle of wine is indeed not from the hotel, because it is expensive, and the hotel can't sell it at all. I still took it out of my grandfather's wine cellar on purpose!"

Fang Yan called Ma Minghui very affectionately, but thought in his heart: What does this bastard want to say?Does he know that there is no such wine in the hotel?

"So it's like this - no wonder you have Kweichow Moutai in it!"

As soon as Ma Minghui said this, the Ye family couldn't help but change their faces. Although Ye Feng was very dissatisfied with Ma Minghui, but after drinking this so-called top-quality daughter red, he felt that it was no different from Moutai. Hearing what Ma Minghui said now, he was even more convinced that his previous guess was correct.

"You—what nonsense are you talking about! How can there be Kweichow Moutai in it?! Brother Minghui, you didn't take a sip of this wine at all, so don't open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

Ma Minghui realized his trick, and Fang Yan was a little panicked for a while; it turned out that there was indeed such a bottle of 30-year-old top-quality daughter red in Mr. Fang's wine cellar, but it was just for a banquet not long ago. He took it out and drank it; in order to save some face in front of Ye Feng, Fang Yan thought of mixing Maotai wine into his daughter's red bottle to cheat; for this reason, he specially spent five hundred to hire someone to pack the wine!

However, this kind of thing that Young Master Fang thinks he has done perfectly, was blatantly explained by Ma Minghui!How embarrassing, how angry!

"I don't need to drink this wine, I just need to smell it; Grandpa, it can be seen that you like to drink very much, and you are also very good at all kinds of famous wines? You must also think that this is not the real Nurhong, right? "

Ma Minghui looked at Ye Feng with a pair of smirking eyes while talking.

"This wine—the taste of this wine is actually quite good!"

In order not to lose Fang Yan's face, Ye Feng still said something very pleasant.

"Brother Minghui, are you a wine seller? You can tell what's in the wine just by smelling it?"

Seeing that Ye Feng's face changed drastically, Fang Yan knew that he had done something stupid, and it was hard to pretend anymore, so he quickly changed the subject.

When Ye Qingcheng heard Fang Yan's question, she couldn't help feeling nervous; although she discussed his fake identity with Ma Minghui in the BMW car, they didn't talk about Ma Minghui's occupation in detail!