The Almighty God of War of the Female President

No, my sister deliberately introduced a scumbag to me, the purpose is to compare me and make me look good.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qianya sneaked a glance at Ye Xiang from the corner of her eye, then turned her head away with a look of disdain.

Ye Xiang was embarrassed by her expression and actions.

"Wen Xuexi, I don't think I'm good enough for your sister."

Ye Xiang said with interest, wanting to leave this embarrassing place for him.

"Ye Xiang, don't feel inferior."

Wen Xuexi started their cooperation work:
"Ye Xiang, you are 23 years old, and my sister is 21 years old. You are matched in age and appearance. My sister is beautiful, and you are also handsome and sunny, but your skin is a little darker."

"Uh, in order to fulfill your marriage, I will marry you and give you my 5000 million villa."

What tempted Zhao Qianya was that her sister gave her a 5000 million villa, otherwise she would not come to meet Ye Xiang tonight.

She was the illegitimate daughter of her father when she was young. After finding the Wen family, she was looked down upon by the Wen family, and she was always uneasy, afraid of being kicked out by the Wen family.

Now that her sister introduced her classmate to her as her door-to-door son-in-law, she felt a little more at ease, and decided to accept Ye Xiang in marriage.So no matter how much she looked down on Ye Xiang in her heart, she didn't say it out loud, she kept her eyes down and listened quietly without making a sound.

Ye Xiang saw that Zhao Qianya was as beautiful as a flower, and his face showed the meaning of obeying his sister's arrangement, so he grinned and said:

"As long as Zhao Qianya can accept me, and the Wen family is willing to accept me, I am willing to be the son-in-law of the Wen family."

As he was speaking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a young man with dyed brown hair walked in, and said to Zhao Qianya carelessly:
"Beauty, Gao Fu Shao invites you to drink a cocktail. The most expensive wine here is 18 yuan a glass."

Zhao Qianya then raised her head, glanced at Ye Xiang, and said to the brown-haired young man:

"Which one is richer and less rich? I don't know."

The brown-haired youth raised his nose and said:
"Gao Fu Shao thinks highly of you, so he invites you to drink such expensive wine, you don't know how to flatter you."

Zhao Qianya's pretty face turned cold, her brows raised, and a word popped out of her mouth:

"roll!"

The brown-haired youth turned and exited.

After a while, a handsome white-faced man in designer clothes walked in with a fiery red cocktail in his hand.He was followed by five men and women in Chinese clothes, among them was the brown-haired young man just now.

The handsome boy with a fair face is Gao Jingyang, the youngest son of the Gao family.

One night two months ago, when Gao Jingyang saw Zhao Qianya in this bar, he was shocked and unforgettable.He always remembered her and wanted to pursue her, but he never saw her again.

This evening, as soon as he walked in, he saw Zhao Qianya carrying a satchel, following another beautiful woman in.He knew that if he didn't go after her, this stunning beauty would be snatched away.

"Beauty, my name is Gao Jingyang, and I am the vice president of the Gao Group. I have met you here, and I will never forget it. I want to make friends with you."

With his shiny three-pointed head held high, Gao Jingyang announced his house and put the cocktail glass in his hand on the table.He turned his head and glanced at the brown-haired youth, who also put the cocktail glass in his hand on the table.

"This kind of cocktail is the most expensive here. It costs 18 yuan a cup. It's called the Golden Flame."

Gao Jingyang pointed to the two glasses of cocktails put together, smiled and said:
"We drank it together, it's our friendship wine."

"Who is making friends with you?"

In front of her sister and Ye Xiang, Zhao Qianya felt a little proud of being robbed by a suave and powerful rich second generation.

The brown-haired youth raised his voice and said:
"I really don't know what's good or bad. It's your blessing that Gao Fushao takes a fancy to you, and you're still pretending to be reserved. There are so many beautiful girls like you who want to curry favor with him, but they can't."

Zhao Qianya was so angry that her eyebrows stood erect, and just about to scold him, a 30-year-old braided woman walked up, looked at Ye Xiang and said:
"This beauty, is he your boyfriend?"

Wen Xuexi, who was about to explode a long time ago, said angrily:

"Yes, she already has a boyfriend, please go out!"

The braided woman raised her lips and said:
"Such a beautiful girl, marrying a poor man who wears street clothes, isn't this a flower planted in cow dung?"

"How do you talk?"

Ye Xiang endured until now, and finally spoke out calmly.

"Just talk about you, what's the matter? You use a mirror to look at your face. Hmph, you look poor, are you worthy of this beauty?"

Gao Jingyang was even more annoyed when Zhao Qianya rejected him:
"Not to mention anything else, just this cocktail, can you afford it?"

Ye Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a glass of cocktail in front of him, shook it and said:
"Such a glass of wine costs 18 yuan. What does it taste like? Let me have a taste."

"Hey, this is not for you to drink!"

Gao Jingyang shook his hands and screamed.

Ye Xiang raised his neck and poured the cocktail into his mouth.He rinsed his mouth with wine, then pointed at Gao Jingyang's chest, and sprayed it out with a bah:
"What kind of shit wine? It's worse than urine, and it costs 18 yuan a glass."

The drink immediately turned into a powerful flame, which made Gao Jingyang back again and again.The more than 1 yuan shirt on his chest was burned, and his chest was burned.

"Ah, it hurts to death—"

Gao Jingyang held his chest and cried out in pain.

The private room became silent in an instant.

Gao Jingyang's five followers were stunned for a while before they came to their senses. They took out daggers and scrapers one after another, and rushed towards Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang picked up another glass of cocktail on the table, then raised his neck and poured it into his mouth.

"puff--"

He sprayed the wine in his mouth on the five men and women, and the five men and women were like being splashed by hot molten steel, beating their chests and feet in pain, screaming again and again.

The clothes on their chests were also burned, and their chests were burned, and they retreated one after another:
"Who is this? He can spew out flames from his mouth."

"It hurts, it hurts to death, let's go!"

The two men supported Gao Jingyang, who was the most injured, and walked out of the private room in a panic.

"Poor boy, I'm not finished with you!"

When Gao Jingyang walked outside the door, he didn't forget to turn around and shout at Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang said to him:
"If you dare to come again, I will burn your handsome face into a pig's head."

After they left, Ye Xiang stood up and closed the door of the private room.

Neither Wen Xuexi nor Zhao Qianya recovered from the state of shock.

"Ye Xiang, you still have this ability."

Wen Xuexi looked at him as if he didn't know him.

Ye Xiang smiled lightly and said:

"Isn't this cocktail called a golden flame? I just use my mouth to really turn it into a golden flame, let them taste it, hehe, it's nothing."

Wen Xuexi looked at Zhao Qianya and said:

"Qianya, have you seen it? He is not only strong in martial arts, but also has this kind of magical ability, which can just protect you."