Female President's Ace Soldier

Ye Qingcheng was stunned, his face changed greatly, he got up suddenly, snatched the thing from the man's hand, took a closer look, and asked sharply, "Where did this thing come from?"

This long-lived lock was given by Ye Qingcheng's grandfather Ye Feng when she was one year old. It was originally kept in a desk drawer in her bedroom; Several color photos of myself disappeared together!Although Ye Qingcheng didn't pay attention to this weird incident at the time, she still kept it in her heart.So when she saw this longevity lock engraved with the word "Qingcheng" and an emerald in the middle today, she was greatly surprised.

"This—this thing is—"

The man murmured for a while, but he still refused to reveal the truth.

Ye Qingcheng blushed immediately, "Where did it come from, tell me quickly!"

"You man, what are you doing here? You want money, don't you?"

Standing aside, Wang Ma glanced at the middle-aged man with contempt.

The middle-aged man immediately shook his head and waved his hands, "No, no, I'm not here to ask for money—"

"Then you are here to 'return the jade to Zhao'?"

Ma Minghui took the longevity lock with a long chain in Ye Qingcheng's hand, looked at it twice, and asked the middle-aged man with a half-smile.

The middle-aged man smacked his lips and replied in a low voice, "This can be considered one of the reasons, but there is something more important to ask Mr. Ye—"

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, why are you hesitating!"

Ye Qingcheng was an impatient person at first, and when the middle-aged man tossed her, he almost crushed the egg that Ma Minghui peeled to her.

"If I tell the truth, I hope Mr. Ye will not be angry."

The middle-aged man seemed to still have great concerns, so he looked at Ye Qingcheng with a pair of begging eyes.

"Don't be angry, just say it!"

Ye Qingcheng seemed to have lost his patience.

Only then did the middle-aged man truthfully say, "This longevity lock is from your mother!"

"What? My mother!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng was stunned like a thunderclap and said, "My mother died of a heart attack when I was seven years old. This longevity lock disappeared after her death. How could it suddenly come to my mother? hand? I think you stole it from my house, right?"

"No, no, I didn't steal!"

The middle-aged man shook his head again and again, and hurriedly replied, "This longevity lock was indeed taken from your mother, and she didn't die back then!"

"What did you say?"

Ye Qingcheng was shocked again.

Even Wang Ma widened her eyes and scolded the middle-aged man, "Why do you talk nonsense as soon as you enter the door?"

"Sister Wang, take a closer look at who I am? Don't you recognize me yet?"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned to look at Wang Ma.

Wang Ma was shocked again, but she didn't recognize the man after a long time, so she could only frown and wonder, "You—who are you? Have I seen you before?"

"Sister Wang—I'm Peng Wanjiang! Do you remember now?"

The middle-aged man reminded again.

Wang Ma was shocked for a moment, and looked at the middle-aged man again from top to bottom and said, "It seems that it is indeed you—but I haven't seen you for more than ten years, why have you changed so much?"

"Maybe—maybe it's because I haven't shaved in the past few days?!"

Peng Wanjiang smiled awkwardly.

Relying on her memory, Wang Ma retrieved the picture of Peng Wanjiang in her mind in the past, turned around and said to Ye Qingcheng, "Miss, he used to be the full-time driver of the master, and he has been with the master for half a year. Maybe you don't remember it at all; Remember—he was a little boy back then."

Speaking of the past, Wang Ma's face flushed.

Ye Qingcheng recalled slowly, "I remembered - not long after my mother passed away, my father changed another driver again."

"Actually—actually, your mother never died!"

Peng Wanjiang's words exploded in front of several people like a heavy bomb.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened in amazement.

"Your mother didn't die back then! She now—want to see you!" Peng Wanjiang fell into a hesitant situation again.

Ye Qingcheng stepped forward, grabbed Peng Wanjiang's collar suddenly, and said excitedly, "Are you talking nonsense? My mother has been dead for so many years and has been lying in the Xishan Cemetery—"

"Old Peng, don't eat indiscriminately, and don't talk indiscriminately"!
Immediately, Wang Ma also tried to persuade Peng Wanjiang.

Peng Wanjiang said categorically, "Your mother's name is Cheng Xiaojiao, she really didn't die back then, and she wasn't sick—"

"Nonsense! I saw the porters of the crematorium pull her body away from the hospital bed!"

Ye Qingcheng sternly said with tears.

Gu Xiaoman heard the voices of several people, hurried downstairs and pulled Ye Qingcheng away from Peng Wanjiang.

Ma Minghui called Peng Wanjiang to sit down and told him to tell the truth about the situation back then.

After Peng Wanjiang was persuaded to sit on the sofa, he took a sip of the hot tea handed by Wang Ma, then looked at Ye Qingcheng beggingly and said, "It's a bit embarrassing to talk about it—Mr. Ye, can you trouble them?" Dodge it?"

"They are all my family members, there is nothing to avoid! If you have something to say, just say it!"

Ye Qingcheng didn't like Peng Wanjiang's attitude very much, so he replied coldly.

Peng Wanjiang had no choice but to bury his head and stated, "For this matter, I should be blamed—Back then, Mr. Ye (Ye Chunhui) was often on business trips in other places, and no one was with Xiaojiao. Xiaojiao often went back to her mother's house. She would not Driving, naturally I will be responsible for picking up—”

"Who is Xiaojiao?"

Ye Qingcheng reckoned that Xiaojiao was her mother, Cheng Xiaojiao, but the stinky driver called her by her name and immediately yelled angrily.

"Let him continue!"

Ma Minghui had already heard some clues, and he didn't want Ye Qingcheng to interrupt Peng Wanjiang's speech.

Peng Wanjiang realized that the title of Xiaojiao was a bit inappropriate now, so he immediately changed his words, "Xiaojiao is my wife—your mother; because I often send my wife back to her natal home, or have parties with her best friends, when I come and go, my wife will follow you." I got acquainted, and then she couldn't find anyone to talk to, so she told me everything; then one night, she got drunk and vomited all over me, and I didn't dare to get mad, she just——she just hugged me face asked me why I was not angry, I, I told her because I have always liked her and was willing to do anything for her, unexpectedly, after saying this, the lady actually——kissed me, and then we were in the car -"

"Shut up! I won't allow you to insult my mother!"

Ye Qingcheng couldn't listen anymore!After yelling suddenly, he grabbed the pure milk box in his hand and threw it at Peng Wanjiang, "Get out, I don't want to see you again!"

"Boss Ye, I just agreed not to get angry!"

Peng Wanjiang didn't expect Ye Qingcheng's reaction to be so strong, he stood up from the sofa in fear, buried his head like a child who has done something wrong, and dared not speak again.

Seeing that Peng Wanjiang didn't intend to leave, Ye Qingcheng grabbed the Kun bag on his back and walked out of the living room. While walking, he told Gu Xiaoman and Wang Ma, "Xiaoman, go drive! Wang Ma, hurry up and see off the guests!"

"Boss Ye—"

Peng Wanjiang wanted to catch up and finish his sentence, but Ma Minghui suddenly stood sideways in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Qingcheng had left the room, Wang Ma frowned and said to Peng Wanjiang, "Look at what you said just now?!"

"I-I'm telling the truth!"

Peng Wanjiang felt that he had been wronged, and almost shed tears of grievance.

Ma Minghui put away the long-lived lock, patted the boy on the shoulder, and handed him a cigarette, "They obviously don't want to see you anymore, if you believe me, go to the supermarket outside the community and wait for me, I will immediately come out."

"You—who are you to Mr. Ye?"

Peng Wanjiang took the cigarette and asked a question in doubt.

Ma Minghui chuckled and whispered, "Of course I'm her man!"

"Then—that's fine, I'll go out right away!"

Hearing this, Peng Wanjiang rushed out of the community as if he had taken a stimulant.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting in the BMW car and was waiting for Ma Minghui to come out. Unexpectedly, when Peng Wanjiang came out, the boy was still missing. Then the girl told Gu Xiaoman who was driving, "Hurry up and drive!"

"Don't you wait for Brother Hui?"

Gu Xiaoman wondered.

"Do you think he wants to go with us? Go!"

"Oh--"

Gu Xiaoman saw that Peng Wanjiang was walking into the car after leaving the villa, so he quickly turned the steering wheel and hit the accelerator.

Looking at the shadow of the BMW passing away in the dust, Peng Wanjiang blinked and sighed, "Xiaojiao, your daughter is really stubborn! I hope I can persuade her to save you!"