The Romantic Soldier King

Hehe, this is the first time we've had the largest number of students since graduation, and the most surprising thing for us to complain about is that our class's Flowerpu has found a good home, and our class' biggest financial backer, Wang Wei, has also returned to Eastsea City. Li Jianhua laughed.

Seeing everyone looking at her, her face flushed red from shyness. She did not dare to look at Ye Cheng, who was laughing at her side all this time, and felt a little angry in her heart. However, she suddenly discovered that she did not mind being called by them as they were talking about her and Ye Cheng.

At this time, a pair of large hands tightly held the small hands of the late Qing, the thumbs pointed at the smooth smooth soft back of the hand, gently kneading.

Ye Chen instinctively retracted his hands, but unexpectedly, Ye Cheng's gentle and large hands tightened around his palms, making it impossible for him to pull them out. After Ye Cheng finished singing 'if' and said those words, he was clearly showing his actions.

After all, the intimate contact between the two of them had long ago been over this, but she didn't know how many times he had taken the opportunity to kiss his in the past few days. However, it was different now, if he did not pull back his hand, it would be equivalent to refusing him, and if he did not, it would be hard for her to accept, but he was afraid that Ye Cheng would be hurt and hurt him.

At this moment, Ye Cheng naturally did not know that Ye Qing was actually thinking so much. Seeing that she was only struggling to be pulled along by him, Ye Cheng grinned and was overjoyed.

Ye Chen looked at Ye Cheng, who was smiling idiotically at him, and silently gave himself a reason: I did this just so that I wouldn't embarrass him in front of everyone!

About ten minutes later, the old class monitor brought more than a dozen waiters back to the private box. These waiters were all holding plates, and inside were steaming hot dishes. "Everyone, come and help out. Bring the dishes to the table."

Hearing that, Qing Shui hurriedly stood up and removed his hand from Ye Cheng's. He said, "I'll go and help with the dishes."

Ye Cheng comfortably laid on the sofa as he watched the beautiful and slender figure of the latter's back. That slender waist seemed to be unable to endure a single grasp, and his hair that hung at his waist, along with his light green skirt and your snow-white neck was calm and elegant. The fine wrinkles at the bottom of his skirt gently moved with her steps, and the small leg under the skirt was exposed to the air, emitting a white glow under the hanging lights.

A perfect body, a seductive curve. At this moment, every part of Qing Shui's body was so perfect that people couldn't help but hug his calf as they climbed up his swaying skirt, trying to get to the bottom of it.

"Hehe, I can only look but not touch. It must be hard to hold it in." Unexpectedly, when Ye Cheng was looking at Ye Qing with a 'pure appreciation', Zhao Ying, this old woman, suddenly leaned close to Ye Cheng and mysteriously said.

"Uh, I'll go get the dishes." Ye Cheng hurriedly stood up. He didn't dare to talk nonsense with Zhao Ying, so he wondered what she would say next.

Ye Cheng stood up to help out. At this moment, a group of people suddenly charged towards him in full fury. Ye Cheng stood up to help out and suddenly, a group of people rushed over in full fury.

The young man in a suit with a bald head suddenly stopped. He looked at his wet pants and directly cursed at Ye Cheng, "Brat, are you blind!? You don't fucking know how to walk. "

Just as Ye Cheng was about to get angry, he saw Wang Wei, who was not far away, looking as if he had succeeded in his scheme. He immediately understood that these few men who had indiscriminately made trouble for him were obviously brought by Wang Wei, and he had originally thought that as long as Wang Wei restrained himself, he would simply be courting death.

"Who did you say didn't have eyes?" Ye Cheng asked coldly.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so tough!" The bald man looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up in amusement. Immediately after, the few hoodlums beside him surrounded Ye Cheng, or more accurately speaking, they were surrounding him.

"It's all a misunderstanding. This big brother here, I have a tissue here. Wipe it off." The old class monitor, Li Jianhua, saw that these people were not kind people. He quickly put the plate in his hand on the table to smooth things over. Anyone could tell that these young people were not kind people.

"None of your business, scram to the side." One of them, who was wearing sunglasses, pushed the old class monitor, Li Jianhua, away by half a meter with a wave of his hand.

Ye Cheng could no longer bear to continue watching. Since they had specifically come here to cause trouble, even if he wanted to snatch it, he could not avoid it. He suddenly reached out and slapped the man in shades in the face.

These people were not his subordinates, they were all Xu Hui Ru's subordinates. It seemed like Ye Cheng's palm was quite effective, but from Wang Wei's point of view, it was purely the result of a sneak attack. If he were to muster all of his strength, he could do this effect. If Ye Cheng were to beat up these people, it would mean that he would not be able to get along with Xu Huiru. Xu Hui Ru was a character who ate both black and white, even Wang Wei had to be respectful when he saw his. Now that Ye Cheng had angered Xu Huiru, that would truly be provoking the female King of Hell.

Seeing the fight, the group subconsciously backed away. After all, most of these people were employees at work, so when had they ever seen such a scene? Those tall and sturdy men were clearly not easy to mess with and were not easy to deal with.

Pu Wanqing was well aware of Ye Cheng's skill, so she wasn't too worried about Ye Cheng's safety. She only warned him to be careful before retreating with the rest of the students.

"Yanqing, why don't you look like you're worried at all?" Zhao Ying saw that those fighting were not very afraid. It was just because Ye Cheng was involved that she was a little worried for him. However, Xiao Qing's face was calm. She could not help but ask in curiosity.

"He used to be a soldier, so he shouldn't be at a disadvantage. So what if I'm worried? Going up there would only bring him more trouble." Ye Qing shook his head. Even though he said that, his eyes continued to stare at Ye Cheng and the five or six muscular men around him.

"Hehe, others say our Little Qing is eating tender grass. Although it's tender grass, it looks like it's still a strong grass now. However, this is just right for your wolf-like age, hehe."

"You!"

"You're too arrogant! Beat him up! Break his four limbs!" No one had expected Ye Cheng to be the first to make a move. Furthermore, the moment he made a move, he was already so ruthless. The few of them received instructions to teach him a lesson, it didn't matter if they beat him to death as long as they didn't beat him to death. At this moment, the thugs had no hesitation as they punched towards Ye Cheng's head.

Ye Cheng tilted his head and dodged the attack. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and used his elbow to ruthlessly strike the abdomen of this young man.

After the man received the heavy blow, he immediately let out a muffled groan. His body bent like a shrimp. Ye Cheng suddenly jumped up, bent his knees and smashed towards the man's chest.

"Bam!" With a dull thud, the burly man was sent flying backwards, crashing into the sofa behind him. With a grunt, he was pinned down by the sofa. Ye Cheng knew his limits, this guy had to break a few ribs no matter what.

Ye Cheng ignored the life and death of this man and continued to fight with the other two men.

"Second Brother! Someone is throwing a tantrum! " The man who was the first to be knocked down by Ye Cheng saw that Ye Cheng was so ferocious and that the few of them probably did not have enough strength to face him. He was so shocked that he immediately took out his walkie-talkie to call for help.

At this time, in Xu Huiru's office, she was looking at the accounts for the day. The financial manager, a sweet-looking Zhang Jing was respectfully standing to the side.

Xu Huiru skimmed through the accounts. She still had a lot of faith in Zhang Jing's business ability and loyalty.

"There's nothing wrong with the accounts. Today, because Wang Wei, that son of a bitch came to take care of the place, the sales volume has risen by a few levels over the past. "Eh, why did a transfer go through our card?" Xu Huiru discovered a hint of a clue.

"Manager Xu, it's like this. One of Young Master Wang's subordinates took out a card and asked us to transfer the money from the card to his card for 60,000 yuan. According to the rules of our clubhouse, all transfers must go through our hands. No private transfer is allowed, so this account is available. " Zhang Jing quickly explained.

"Yes." Towards Zhang Jing's actions, Xu Huiru was very appreciative. She casually opened up the transaction details, and inside it was written: Transferee, Song Lianghe, 60,000, and the payee is Wang Wei.

Song Liang? Xu Huiru immediately got Zhang Jing to confirm if she was the second son of the Song Family from the East Sea. In less than a minute, Zhang Jing had obtained the information from the bank that the card belonged to the Song Family's second son, Song Lianghe.

"What's going on? Did Song Liang and the others come to our restaurant to spend money today?" Xu Huiru asked with a straight face. Song Liang's background was much better than Wang Wei's. He was one of the top popinjays in Eastsea City. Although Wang Wei was also a popinjay, no matter if it was in terms of family background or wealth, there was simply no comparison between the two.

"No …." Of course I know Song Shao, the person who transferred the money was Ye Cheng, but I don't know why the card he gave is Song Shao's. " Zhang Jing quickly explained. At that time, she did not discover the trick behind it. In the end, Xu Huiru was a strong woman, smarter than her, and could even notice this small detail.

"Crap." Xu Huiru heard Zhang Jing say that Ye Cheng had Song Liang's card and even knew the password, so he definitely wouldn't have picked it up. It was very possible that Ye Cheng was Song Liang's trusted aide or friend. She had even given Wang Wei face just now, so she nodded his head and agreed to his henchmen teaching Ye Cheng a lesson.

If she had injured Ye Cheng, then it wouldn't be good if Song Liang had blamed her. Ye Cheng was Song Liang's man, and the beautiful woman, Kaige, had injured Ye Cheng, so she wouldn't give him any face. Although her background was deep, she was still not a bit worse than the Song Family. In terms of wealth, there weren't many families in Eastsea City that could compare with the Song Family.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.

"Let's hurry to the top floor. Something big is happening." This was the first time that the usually calm and collected female expert, Xu Hui Ru, had shown a panicked expression in front of her subordinates.