League of Legends: The Right Hand of God

Magic City.

A private jet lands slowly.

Pedestrians in the past seem to be familiar with this.

Because this is the most luxurious residential area in the entire magic city.

This is a villa area covering an area of ​​more than 3 square meters.

There are more than a dozen small villas scattered on the periphery of the villa area, while in the center of the villa area, there are four villas that are extremely luxurious.

And this piece of villa area is not on the outskirts of the city, but in the city center, where you can have a panoramic view of the Huangpu River and the Bund.

But there is no hustle and bustle of the downtown here, but the environment is quiet, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the mountains are full of greenery.

And the landing point of this private jet is in the second largest villa among them.

This is Xue Meng's home.

After the plane landed and stopped smoothly, one of the pilots opened the hatch for Zhang Yifeng and Xue Meng.

Zhang Yifeng patted Xue Meng who was still asleep, and said softly: "Mengmeng, you're home, go back to sleep."

"Uh~ no, I don't want to walk by myself."

"You hug me!"

Xue Meng flirted with Zhang Yifeng very rarely, but still stayed on the bed and refused to get up.

Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to follow the same pattern and hugged Xue Meng again.

Xue Meng giggled.

Zhang Yifeng carried her off the plane and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

And outside the gate, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses who looked like a polite butler greeted him.

He looked at Zhang Yifeng.

After searching his memory and finding that he didn't know the person in front of him, the housekeeper didn't speak rudely like the bodyguard before.

Because he saw Xue Meng in Zhang Yifeng's arms.

The housekeeper of Xue Meng's character is clearer than anyone else, such a strong woman will snuggle into the arms of a man at this moment.

Then this man is definitely not ordinary.

The butler smiled and nodded, bowed and saluted without saying much.

At this time, another middle-aged man with still dark and thick hair, dressed in a Tang suit, also stood in front of the door, looking at the two with a smile on his face.

"Master, Miss is back."

Xue Changfeng nodded, then waved to the housekeeper, signaling him to back down.

The housekeeper was also very knowledgeable, and after giving Xue Changfeng a salute, he resigned.

"Xiaomeng! You still don't come down! How decent!"

Xue Changfeng saw that his daughter had no intention of getting down from Zhang Yifeng's arms, so he couldn't help but stare, and said a little displeased.

"Hello, Uncle Xue! Mengmeng is tired, let her sleep for a while, where is her room? I'll take her there."

Zhang Yifeng greeted the middle-aged man in front of him very politely.

"Just spoil her. If you get married in the future, your life will be difficult."

"Dad!" Xue Meng complained, her cheeks flushed.

Zhang Yifeng is similar, but he is a man after all and has a thicker skin, so he didn't show it.

"Hahaha! Go, go, I can't control the affairs of you young people." Xue Changfeng laughed three times and waved his hands.

Led by a servant, Zhang Yifeng went around the huge mansion and finally sent Xue Meng to her own bedroom.

Although Xue Meng is not fat, Zhang Yifeng is not strong either. After hugging him all the way, Zhang Yifeng also felt a little sore in his arms.

After putting Xue Meng down and coaxing her to sleep, Zhang Yifeng came to the bathroom.

Zhang Yifeng himself felt a little unbearable when he smelled his own body.

Not to mention the smell of sweat, I slept in that dilapidated guest house all night before.

The musty smell on my body at this moment still lingers for a long time.

If he doesn't take a bath, he won't be able to see anyone.

After washing up, Zhang Yifeng put on brand new clothes.

The whole person looks much cleaner and fresher.

"Xiaofeng, come, have a cup of tea with Uncle."

Zhang Yifeng had just dried his hair when Xue Changfeng called him to drink tea.

Xue Changfeng is 55 years old this year, and in a few years, he will be in his sixtieth year.

The marriage of his daughter Xue Meng has always been a concern for him.

He knew about the relationship between Xue Meng and Zhang Yifeng.

And Zhang Yifeng's life background is also clear to him.

The two of them can be regarded as a good match.

And this man and woman are also talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven.

Originally, this kind of thing would come naturally, but these two people just refused to pierce the window paper and made it to the last step.

What he said just now seemed to be teasing, but it was actually a side note to remind the two of them.

The boss is not young, it's time to get married!

Now that his daughter is not here, he happened to find out about this kid.

After Xue Changfeng poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yifeng, he said slowly, "Xiaofeng, it seems like you haven't been back for more than five years. How is the imperial capital? Are you still used to life?"

"Uh, okay."

"Why do you think you're coming back this time? Are you finished with your competition?"

"not yet."

"Then what's the purpose of coming back this time?"

After a short exchange of pleasantries, Xue Changfeng finally got into the subject.

In front of Xue Meng's father, Zhang Yifeng was not as calculating and sophisticated as he was when he was playing games.

At this moment, he felt like walking on thin ice.

Because he knew that every word of the middle-aged man in front of him was hidden and had a clear purpose.

Because Xue Changfeng, like his father, has been in business for many years.

In the battlefield where there is no gunpowder in the shopping mall, it has grown from a small company with only more than 50 people to the largest logistics group in China today.

How could Xue Changfeng be such a troublesome master?
"I want to be with Mengmeng." Zhang Yifeng answered directly without thinking too much.

Because he knows that in front of this kind of old fox, the more you try to play tricks and scheming, the last one who suffers must be yourself.

The more you think about it, the more it will reveal.

Zhang Yifeng simply didn't even think about it, and just obeyed his heart.

Counseling for short.

In fact, this is what he really said.

For Xue Meng, he really feels a little guilty, even though he can be alone and devote himself to his career regardless of his own health and future.

But he only wanted to live up to Xue Meng's favor and expectation for him.

Now it is a blessing in disguise, and I can spare some time to spend with Xue Meng.

Although she couldn't repay her five years of waiting, Zhang Yifeng wanted to pay back some interest first.

"Can I take this as your marriage proposal to my Xue Meng?"

Xue Changfeng didn't even bother to lay the groundwork and operate it now, and went directly to Zhang Yifeng's high ground, intending to flatten the crystal with a wave.

Zhang Yifeng knew that he couldn't retreat, if he agreed now, then he would never want to go on a wave.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Yifeng finally gave up lying and struggling.

"Uncle Xue, let me just say it straight, I want to wait until next year before..."

"Xue Meng is 24 this year, and she will be 25 next year." Xue Changfeng interrupted directly with a gloomy expression.

For the sake of his daughter, he didn't want to make her wait another year.

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

Zhang Yifeng didn't choose to say anything more.

He has his own persistence.

If he would compromise his dream because of Xue Meng's father's hard work.

Then he is not that Zhang Yifeng anymore.

After a long time, it was Xue Changfeng who broke the embarrassment first.

A smile appeared on his face again, and he scolded: "You brat, you have a lot of backbone, yes, if you really give in, uncle, I will look down on you instead."

"Forget it, this girl of my family has also identified a person who can't be brought back by ten cows. What do you like?"

"Drink tea drink tea!"

Zhang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

He has passed the test of his father-in-law.

Although there is a generation gap between the old and the young, with Xue Changfeng's knowledge and sophistication, they chatted speculatively with Zhang Yifeng.

After three cups of tea, Xue Changfeng glanced at the largest villa building not far away, looked sideways at Zhang Yifeng, and asked, "Aren't you planning to go home and have a look when you come back this time?"