The Almighty God of War of the Female President

Wen Xuexi was the first to express his opinion:

"Ye Xiang has just been discharged from the army and has nothing. He can just be the son-in-law of our Wen family."

Her parents frowned and looked at her, and all the relatives who didn't understand the situation were stunned.

"I can marry off and give them this villa."

Wen Xuexi threw out the most convincing condition.

The Wen family looked at each other in blank dismay.

Aunt Wen Xuexi, Wen Yumin curled her lips and said:
"I support Wen Xuexi's opinion. I think Ye Xiang and Zhao Qianya are a good match. The two have similar identities, and Ye Xiang is a veteran. It is more suitable for him to be the son-in-law of the Wen family."

This is what Wen Xuexi asked her to say.

"As for Wen Xuexi, you can't find a pauper like Ye Xiang."

Wen Xuexi's sister-in-law Wen Yuling took the opportunity to flatter Wen Xuexi and said:

"You must find someone rich and handsome, worth at least 100 billion yuan. Wen Xuexi is the real lady from a famous family, and her identity is different from that of Zhao Qianya."

Both Zhao Qianya and Guo Qinfang turned pale with anger, and their hands trembled.

Wen Xuexi looked at them calmly. He introduced Ye Xiang to Zhao Qianya, and this was what he wanted.

Zhu Fangfei's face was bright, and she stared at Zhao Qianya and her daughter with contempt.

"Ye Xiang, why did you leave the army?"

Grandpa Wen Xuexi, asked in a smooth manner.

Ye Xiang replied neither humble nor overbearing:
"I was ordered by the old chief to smash a clubhouse of evil forces."

"That means you have a sense of justice."

The old man said with a final word:

"I think this marriage can be considered. Zhao Qianya, mother and daughter, don't set your sights too high. You have to weigh the situation of both parties."

Wen Xuexi has done the old man's ideological work, but the old man is just parroting his tongue.

Zhao Qianya wanted to stand up and leave the reception room, but Guo Qinfang grabbed her and said to the old man:

"It's okay to let Ye Xiang be Qianya's son-in-law, but he must give a bride price and hold a wedding banquet."

After hearing Wen Xuexi's statement that she would give up this big villa to Zhao Qianya, she barely understood.

"I'm just such a daughter. I married casually. Where should we put our faces?"

She also wanted to use this method to force Ye Xiang back.

Wen Xuexi's cousin, Wen Liya, looked down on Ye Xiang from the bottom of her heart, and wanted to force him to leave, so she agreed:
"Zhao Qianya is also a member of our Wen family, so if he married casually, wouldn't it embarrass our Wen family?"

"When I got married the year before last, Wei Xinghua gave me a bride price of 500 million yuan and hosted 50 banquets. Zhao Qianya's marriage should at least not fall below this standard."

Everyone in the reception room turned their eyes to Ye Xiang with disdain on their faces.

"He doesn't even have a car, how can he afford a wedding banquet?"

"If he can do this, he won't be the door-to-door son-in-law."

Zhu Fangfei said anxiously with a pale face:

"I told Wen Xuexi that he must spend 2000 million yuan, 1000 million dowry gifts, and 1000 million wedding banquets before he can be the son-in-law of our Wen family."

Ye Ziqi's face turned pale with fright, she twisted her body uneasily, trying to stand up and leave here.

Ye Xiang stopped her with a dry cough, and said calmly:
"No problem, based on this standard, I will take out 2000 million and make an engagement with Zhao Qianya."

"Really? You said it yourself."

At the same time, three relatives spoke out in surprise.

Wen Xuexi looked at him worriedly and said:

"Ye Xiang, what nonsense are you talking about? You just got out of the army and your family is so poor, where did you get 2000 million?"

"Change it now and say hello to all the relatives, there is still time."

Ye Ziqi gave Ye Xiang a puzzled look, thinking that her brother was mad and talking nonsense.

Ye Xiang said confidently:
"No change, tell me a time for the wedding."

The old man looked at Guo Qinfang and said:

"Mom Zhao Qianya, this time is up to you to decide."

Guo Qinfang squinted at Ye Xiang, thinking that he was mad, and his words made him feel even more angry. He wanted Ye Xiang to make a fool of himself, and then automatically divorced:
"Then next Sunday."

Zhao Qianya gave her mother a complicated look.

Wen Xuexi was shocked:
"There are only seven days, how can there be time to prepare?"

Ye Xiang stood up and said:

"It's a deal, next Sunday. Where is the wedding venue? You wait for my notice."

"Uh, Zhao Qianya, send me your bank card number via WeChat, and I'll call you 1000 million yuan, and you can buy some wedding things yourself."

Zhao Qianya was stunned.

Ye Ziqi was also frightened.

Ye Xiang quickly stood up and said to his sister:

"Ziqi, let's go back."

Amidst the shaking of their heads and smacking their lips, Ye Xiang led Ye Ziqi out of the reception room with his head held high.

Wen Xuexi hurriedly chased him out:

"Ye Xiang, didn't you deliberately ruin this marriage?"

Ye Xiang walked and said:

"In two days, I will tell you where the wedding banquet will be held, and you will tell all your relatives and friends to come to our wedding. You Wen's side will have 1000 people, and mine will probably have more than 500 people."

Wen Xuexi stood there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

Wen Xuexi returned to the villa, walked into the reception room, and was immediately criticized and scolded by her relatives.

In front of all the relatives, Guo Qinfang revealed Wen Xuexi's intentions in arranging the marriage:
"Wen Xuexi, you let a poor man be Zhao Qianya's door-to-door son-in-law? What do you care about?"

Zhu Fangfei immediately jumped out to speak for her daughter and suppressed Guo Qinfang:
"Wen Xuexi is also kind, don't get me wrong."

"But you don't have to worry, Ye Xiang won't come again."

"Look at him, it's too late to escape, how can he have the face to come again?"

After walking out of the villa area, Ye Ziqi was in a hurry and asked Ye Xiang:
"Brother, where did you get so much money? Don't make a fool of yourself by making such a random promise?"

Ye Xiang didn't answer her question, but mysteriously took out from his pocket the piece of paper that the old chief had written to him when he was discharged from the army.

"Brother, I have more than 300 million yuan in my bank card, which I earned in the past few years."

Ye Ziqi stomped her feet anxiously and said:

"You take it first, and then ask someone to borrow it. I think Zhao Qianya looks good, and she is also gentle and virtuous. I support you in marrying her."

Ye Xiang said excitedly:
"Thank you, Ziqi, but I don't want your money. I have a way to get 2000 million yuan."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and called Elder Gao:

"Hello, Mr. Gao, I'm Zhu Xinde's subordinate, Ye Xiang, the former captain of the Huajulong special team."

Elder Gao laughed and said:
"It's Ye Xiang. Mr. Zhu called me and told me about you. However, I didn't expect you to contact me so soon."

Ye Xiang said:
"Gao Lao, I want to meet with you and ask for something."

Elder Gao said frankly:
"Okay, I'll send you my home address, come here."

After hanging up the phone, Elder Gao sent his home address by text message.

Ye Xiang thought for a while, he couldn't let his younger sister go to Gao's hometown, so he said to her: