Soul of the rich

Qi Jingyan still respects his elder brother and his elder brothers in his family. Although their suggestions seem a bit unserious, he thinks it is necessary to think about his wonderful marriage life in the past.

So after arriving at his official residence, his adjutant Lin De received a miraculous order, so miraculous that the adjutant felt that every detail must be recorded to accumulate materials for his memoirs to be written as the general's adjutant after he retired.

Collect some information on how to fall in love or something...

Several guards present at the same time wanted to raise their hands to pick out their ears. Didn't they hear it wrong?

Qi Jingyan untied his armed belt expressionlessly and threw it aside, loosened his collar at the same time, flung his boots, and waved to the stunned subordinates indifferently, "I want to see these materials at breakfast tomorrow, they are all scattered. Bar."

"...Yes." The answer was a beat slower than normal, and the corners of their mouths twitched and they retreated.

Qi Jingyan took a bath and changed clothes without any burden, and fell into a deep sleep after lying down, without any mood swings.

The next day, he really got a paper, book or Chinese dictionary from the first confidential secretary at the breakfast table with a binding that fit his reading habits?

With this thickness, Qi Jingyan opened the title page and quickly browsed through the [-]-page table of contents, then closed the book, and buckled it with his index finger, "Do you think this will help me?"

The adjutant, the confidential secretary, and the captain of the guard who were sitting at the same table stopped chewing at the same time, and looked at him blankly.

After a pause for a few seconds, Linde held up the fork dully, with half a piece of fried egg in his mouth, "So, you really want to see it yourself?"

Fuck, is it the end of the world?

Confidential secretary Liu Fei swallowed hard the food that choked her throat, and drank half a glass of juice in one gulp, "Did it say something in the letter from the capital yesterday?"

Caesar, the captain of the guard, also stared at him curiously.

Qi Jingyan paused for a moment, as if something incomprehensible had happened, he frowned slightly and carefully looked at these comrades who had been with him for many years, and without hesitation, he dug out his optical brain and showed the letter to everyone.

Pfft, the three of them were thankful that they had swallowed their food at the same time, and Liu Fei slapped the table with a smile, "Hahahaha, finally someone decided to cure you pervert."

Caesar's blue eyes were also shining with joy, and his eyebrows were raised, "Honey, big brother's concern is right."

Lindh tried to bury his head in the plate, trying to control his urge to laugh.

Qi Jingyan took the letter back indifferently, "So, find something useful to me."

"Okay, okay," Liu Fei, as the only girl present, and even a very small number of girls in the major's mansion, felt that she was obliged to do so, "At present, you have already chosen the partner you want to use to learn normal love, right? The one from yesterday Wen Zhiyuan?"

Qi Jingyan nodded.

"That's OK," Liu Fei snapped her fingers, "I'll help you arrange the itinerary, and then you can take him to do as I tell you."

Looking at the excited Liu Fei, Linde and Kaiser felt that the future was bleak, but they couldn't offer any constructive suggestions, so they simply kept silent.

Qi Jingyan readily accepted her proposal.

*****

Wen Zhiyuan received a notice on Friday evening that Qi Jingyan would pick him up tomorrow.

Butler Zhang sent new clothes and accessories, and told him to be respectful and gentle tomorrow.

Wen Song sent someone to tell him to go downstairs for dinner again, and Wen Zhiyuan went down wearing his everyday clothes, simple trousers, casual shoes, round neck and long-sleeved shirt.

When he walked into the restaurant, Wen Song patted the seat beside him as usual, and Wen Chengyue, who was also wearing a delicate half dress skirt at home, gave him a hard look. She usually sat next to her father.

Du Jing, who was dressed in the same style as her daughter, still smiled kindly, "Xiao Yuan doesn't come down to eat often. Auntie asks the kitchen to bring over any dishes you like."

Wen Chengxing was also wearing a slim shirt and a decorative tie, and snorted when he heard his mother's question.

Wen Zhiyuan looked at the dozen or so plates on the table, first gestured for the housekeeper to bring the optical brain, and then slowly wrote on it, [I'm not picky about food, these are fine].

Wen Song patted him on the shoulder, picked up a chopsticks dish for him, and said, "Boys should be rougher. Mr. Qi has been to the front line many times, and he should like people who can endure hardship."

Wen Zhiyuan kept silent, let the chopsticks dish be placed on the plate, and silently took a slice of bamboo shoots from the plate in front of him.

The meal was silent, and Wen Chengyue provoked several times, but Wen Zhiyuan seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't take his hands off the chopsticks. He should eat and drink without being affected at all.After all, he didn't have the right to order snacks after dinner, and he was the one who didn't eat enough right now.

After the meal, Wen Zhiyuan ignored Wen Song's intention to continue giving instructions, and typed on the light screen, [Butler Zhang said that we will leave at nine o'clock after breakfast tomorrow, so I'll go back to rest first. 】Wen Song was a little unhappy when his words were interrupted, but Wen Zhiyuan's request was very reasonable, so he could only laugh dryly, "I won't say too much, you have been in class for a month, don't worry about it." I'll tell you again."

Wen Zhiyuan stood up, nodded slightly and left.

"Dad, look at him," Wen Chengyue hurriedly leaned in front of Wen Song to act coquettishly, "With such a deserted personality, why do you think about family in the future?"

There is nothing wrong with his attitude, but he is not close. Wen Song looked at his little daughter who was acting like a baby, and felt a little uncomfortable. To be honest, according to his opinion, if Wen Zhiyuan has such an unpleasant personality, can he marry him? Qi Jingyan's liking is really unknown.

It's just that Du Jing insisted on not letting Wen Chengyue go, and he himself was reluctant to part with his 17-year-old daughter, so he agreed.

Wen Zhiyuan slowly walked back to his bedroom. After washing up, he thought for a while and pressed Butler Zhang's communication, but no one answered the first ring, so he persistently pressed twice.

Butler Zhang's serious face appeared on the screen, and he lowered his head slightly, "Master?"

[Turn off the six o'clock wake-up and window settings in my house, and I will set the light brain to wake up by myself. 】Wen Zhiyuan slowly typed word by word on the screen, 【If I wake up too early and doze off at Mr. Qi's place at noon tomorrow, I will offend people. ] Steward Zhang paused, bowed his head respectfully, "Yes. Then when will breakfast be delivered?"

[Seven forty. 】After Wen Zhiyuan finished calling, without waiting for his reply, he cut off the communication, set the wake-up ringtone, got into bed, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, the maid with a shrill voice did not come to yell, and no one opened his window casually. After Guangnao yelled, Wen Zhiyuan lay comfortably on the bed for 10 minutes before getting up.

After washing up, there was a knock on the door for breakfast, Wen Zhiyuan opened the door, and the food on the dining car that was pushed in was all piping hot.

Wen Zhiyuan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and smiled. Although it was a temporary advantage, it would be nice to be comfortable for a while, this Qi Jingyan is quite useful.

At nine o'clock, the airship that Qi Jingyan sent to pick him up landed on Wen's take-off and landing platform on time. Wen Zhiyuan boarded the airship, and Wen Song and Du Jing stood outside hand in hand to watch him leave.

The speed of Qi Jingyan's airship was unusually fast, and it was the first time Wen Zhiyuan experienced this speed inside the atmosphere. When he landed, his legs were already weak, and he felt his head was a bit big.

The hatch opened, and outside, it didn't seem to be the official residence of the planetary army...

Wen Zhiyuan supported his dizzy head, and looked around the endless sandy land with confused eyes, or should we say, the desert?

Qi Jingyan stood opposite him, seeing him looking around with his huge mosquito-repellent eyes, he sneered in his heart, silly rabbit.

Half a minute later, Wen Zhiyuan was still looking around, and the content in his eyes became even more empty.

Qi Jingyan couldn't bear it anymore, it was a waste of time!

He took off his gloves, stepped forward to hold Wen Zhiyuan's raised right hand, and touched his forehead with the other, "Are you sick?"

Wen Zhiyuan's eyes finally focused, and after looking at him for a few seconds, he touched the light brain a little dullly.

Qi Jingyan let out a breath, turned on his optical brain and stood the screen in front of him, Wen Zhiyuan wrote on it kindly, [No, your airship is too fast, I am a little dizzy...] The adjutant secretary guards around Several people were stunned, what kind of trouble is this kind of weak chick-like physique going to be?

You know, among the people around Boss Qi, even a girl like Liu Fei can quickly transfer in space in an interstellar chariot, and all the men are first-class fighters.

The person the boss is looking at now is a weak chicken who would get dizzy from an airship in the atmosphere...

Feeling, a little bit...

"Idiot!" Qi Jingyan scolded softly, did not let go of his hand, squeezed his chin and carefully looked at his eyes that were still drawing circles, then turned and glared at Liu Fei, this beginning was completely different from what she described .

Since the beginning was different, there must be nothing else to do later on, Qi Jingyan is a bachelor, Wen Zhiyuan seems to have no way to walk in a straight line, so he can't just stay here and wait for his reply.

So he decisively picked him up by the waist, got into the chariot and held him in his arms, "Follow the scheduled route, let's go!"

Everyone was stunned again, and after five seconds, they agreed in unison, "Yes."

Wen Zhiyuan's waist seemed to be clasped by a steel hoop, and he was curled up in Qi Jingyan's arms. The chariot moved forward in a levitation, much slower than the previous airship. He slowly came to his senses, struggled to pull out the optical brain and wrote on it, [You can Let go of me, where is this going? 】Qi Jingyan didn't move his arm, and answered him mercifully with two words, "Go to the shooting range."