Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Soldiers must obey military orders, and this arrangement is the best one. No matter how much Xie Xianqing wanted to go, he had no choice but to agree.

The meeting lasted more than three hours, and after completing a series of plans, arrangements and deployments, it finally ended.

"Zhiyu, you stay."

Song Zhiyu handed the documents in his hand to Xie Xianqing and sat back in his chair.

Everyone left the meeting room and the door was closed again by the orderly at the door. Without anyone else, the man sitting in the upper seat looked relieved.

"Uncle." Song Zhiyu knew what the other party was going to say and was the first to speak.

No one knew that Chief of Staff Song was Song Zhiyu's uncle, Song Huaiqing. Although both of them had the surname Song, due to their special identities, no one else knew except some of the above people.

Song Huaiqing wiped his face and just when he was about to take a sip of tea, he found that the tea in the cup had been finished by him without him knowing. He put down the cup with a serious expression.

Song Zhiyu is the most outstanding, thoughtful, and also the most "rebellious" child among the younger generation of the Song family. He is also the one with the closest relationship with him. If we say that as a soldier, Song Huaiqing must put the country and major events first. But as a relative, he can't bear to let this nephew, who is only in his twenties and has a lot of prime years, go to such a dangerous place.

"Ayu, uncle doesn't have much to say. I just want you to come back safely." At this moment, Song Huaiqing no longer had the seriousness and majesty he had in the meeting just now. He was just an elder who felt sorry for his nephew.

Song Zhiyu poured some warm water into the cup again and smiled: "Don't worry." He will come back safely. He finally found the person he used to love. He was reluctant to leave and let her live such a hard life alone.

Song Huaiqing patted his shoulders heavily several times, and said only one word, "Okay."

Xie Xianqing stood aside waiting. From time to time, people he knew would come over to say hello, but he would respond absentmindedly.

Finally the door opened and Song Zhiyu came out of the meeting room.

"It's finally out, my ancestors!"

Song Zhiyu took the documents from him and walked downstairs. Seeing that the other party looked calm, Xie Xianqing was furious: "Why are you still acting like nothing happened? Do you know how dangerous this mission is? Why don't you think about it carefully? When you made this decision, didn't you consider yourself? Think about your family? And your sister Jiang Qie?"

The man finally stopped, turned around and looked at his friend, and said calmly: "Ah Qing, our profession determines that we are soldiers first. I am the most suitable person to go on this mission. I know it is dangerous, but don't I still have you? I believe in you. I'll leave Yuncheng to you."

Xie Xianqing was slightly stunned. He had a lot to say just now, but when he looked into the other person's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"Heh." Xie Xianqing laughed suddenly, lowered his head and calmed down for a moment, when he raised his head again, the temper on his face was gone, and his usual smile returned. He knew that no one could stop Song Zhiyu from making up his mind, and this was his duty.

"Okay, Yuncheng, I'll help you take care of it."

"Thank you." Song Zhiyu knew that the other party understood what he meant.

Back in the car, Xie Xianqing fastened his seat belt and said, "You need to be prepared for your uncle and aunt. Also, have you thought about what to say to Jiang Qie?"

Song Zhiyu paused for a moment, but quickly realized that he hadn't thought it through, but he didn't intend to hide it from the other party.

"I'll find a chance to make it clear."

Xie Xianqing nodded and said weakly: "Okay, as long as you have an idea."

Jiang Qie returned to Yiyuan. Because Song Zhiyu had told her the password the day before, she was free to come in and out of the villa. However, she heard some noises coming from the kitchen as soon as she entered the door.

The bodyguard following behind her reacted immediately and walked in front of Jiang Qie. When the two were about to find out what was going on, a beautiful girl came out with a bottle of milk tea in her hand.

Jiang Qie just thought that this person looked familiar when he heard the bodyguard beside him say "Miss?!"

Jiang Qie suddenly remembered the phone call yesterday and the word "sister-in-law" that embarrassed her the whole night. She finally knew where this familiar feeling came from. She looked 50% like Song Zhiyu, and it seemed that she should be more like Song's mother.

"Sister-in-law!" Song Zhiwan was disappointed to see no one at home, but she didn't expect an unexpected surprise to fall from the sky! This familiar voice, this appearance and temperament, and most importantly, her brother's personal bodyguards are never loaned out, so she can tell with her brain that this person is the girl she called yesterday, her sister-in-law!

"Ah?!" Jiang Qie didn't know what to say for a moment, but the other party seemed very familiar and pulled Jiang Qie to sit on the sofa.

Jiang Qie didn't react until a cup of iced milk tea was stuffed into his hand. He looked at the other person's twinkling eyes. Wasn't this the second Chen Yuanyuan? !

But she is Song Zhiyu's sister after all, Jiang Qie raised the corner of his mouth, "Hello, I am Jiang Qie."

"I know! I've heard of you."

"..." Jiang Qie admitted that he had trouble dealing with this kind of enthusiastic and outgoing people.

Song Zhiwan seemed to see the other party's discomfort, or rather shyness, and smiled secretly, saying, "Aqie? Can I call you that? I heard from Brother Xianqing that my brother called you that."

Jiang Qie just took a sip of the milk tea in her hand. It was sweet and icy. She hadn’t drunk much water all morning, so suddenly this cup of milk tea quenched her thirst. Besides, she liked sweets, so after drinking a few sips, her eyes seemed to brighten.

"of course can."

Song Zhiyu is a liar. My sister-in-law obviously likes me very much, so why would she think I am noisy? After making up a story about Song Zhiyu in her mind, Song Zhiwan said with a smile on her face: "My name is Song Zhiwan, you can call me Xiaowan, I am Song Zhiyu's sister."

The bodyguard standing at the door looked at the two girls drinking milk tea on the sofa, silently took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his boss.

[Boss, the lady is also in Yiyuan. ]

A photo is also attached.

In the car, Song Zhiyu silently looked at the messages and pictures on his mobile phone, speechless for a rare moment.

"What's the matter?" Xie Xianqing asked curiously. Why was this guy still staring at his phone in a daze?

Song Zhiyu silently enlarged the picture, looked at the girl with a puffy mouth in the photo, then looked at the other girl in the photo, and said with a rare headache: "Xiao Wan is in Yiyuan."

"puff"

Xie Xianqing couldn't help but burst out laughing. No wonder he looked speechless. "If Xiaowan saw your expression now, she would definitely fight with you."