Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"hehe."

Seeing that he seemed eager to die, Zhou Yun sneered.

How should I put it, the Ye family is really a family that is both incompetent and loves to play.

Do you think that sending a small lieutenant colonel can shake the Qin family, which is like a giant Buddha?

Even if the eldest son of the Qin family is incompetent, Wickley next to him can easily strangle Jialie to death. After all, those who can make first-class contributions at the border are not vegetarians.

Or, as long as Qin Jian wanted, he could eliminate the person who spoke rudely to his son at any time.

"What are you laughing at?" Being attacked by two people at the same time, Jialie frowned and his face looked ferocious.

"I laughed because I found it funny." Zhou Yun answered calmly.

“You...!” Jialie stood up suddenly by supporting himself on the table, gritting his teeth.

Before he could do anything excessive, a cold and low voice from the door interrupted him.

"It's so lively."

Even though it wasn't loud, it echoed throughout the conference room and everyone was stunned.

Almost at the same time as the footsteps were heard, a chill instantly swept around, and the originally stuffy air became fresh.

As a Beta, Zhou Yun truly felt pheromones for the first time, and her surprise was difficult to describe.

"Ding--" The virtual barrier opened, and the appearance of the young man in the gradually dispersing blue shadow became clear. With only a few steps, his long legs arrived at the council hall.

Everyone present saw the boy's appearance clearly.

Under the brim of the hat, the Qin family's iconic blue glowed softly, and the eyes as dazzling as the sun were covered with a layer of gauze, making it impossible to see the emotions in between, and his eyebrows were covered with a coldness that never diminished all year round.

Her broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall figure and delicate face made her look like a character copied from a comic book, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhou Yun only took one look and her heartbeat quickened without any warning, and she was reluctant to look away.

It is so beautiful, a face that no man or woman can ignore. It is like a natural work of art, with an inviolable sense of distance.

But it cannot be simply described as beauty, because the well-defined facial features with masculine handsomeness can be identified at a glance.

It feels like an honor to die at his hands.

Seeing that no one seemed to stand up and salute immediately, Wickley frowned and said seriously:

"Have you all forgotten the military regulations?"

His voice brought everyone back to their senses, and the sounds of standing up and saluting instantly resounded throughout the parliament hall.

"Hello, acting general!"

"Hello, acting general!"

"Hello, acting general!"

"..."

Although Jialie was somewhat reluctant, he followed the others in saluting under the pressure of authority, "Hello, Acting General."

Wang Zi looked up at him, his golden eyes were full of coldness, and an invisible pressure enveloped him.

Being stared at, Jialie felt a little nervous for some reason.

Wang Zi sneered in his heart, looked away and walked towards the main seat.

"Hello everyone, please take a seat."

After he spoke, everyone in the group sat down politely.

Jialie sneered, his expression sarcastic and nonchalant.

"Lieutenant Colonel Jiale." A low and cold voice came from the air, and Jiale, who was about to sit down, paused.

He raised his head and met the eyes of the young man who was looking at him with his chin supported by his hands.

I saw a meaningful smile on that fascinating face.

Wang Zi spoke:

"Lieutenant Colonel Jialie, you don't have to sit down. Don't you like standing very much?"

Jialie's body stiffened. As he came to his senses, anger rose in his heart, and he clenched his hands tightly around the chair.

Wang Zi chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and he felt cold all over.

"Weakley."

"My subordinate is here."

The young man straightened up, crossed his legs lazily, raised his chin in the direction of Jialie and said: "Remove Lieutenant Colonel Jialie's chair."

Wickley saluted: "Yes!"

In the solemn atmosphere, Jialie wanted to resist but could do nothing. He watched helplessly as the chair was removed, feeling indignant.

"Lieutenant Colonel Jialie is indeed a role model in the army. He has great physical strength."

Wang Zi nodded, his face cold as ice.

"Then let the council begin."