After being brought out by Yang Chen, she felt quite relaxed. She didn't want to think about how angry her superior relatives would be. She was out of sight and out of mind.
"Honey, come with me to go shopping in Nanluogu Lane." Xiao Nizi wiped away her tears and smiled seemingly carelessly, but Yang Chen understood the deep depression in this girl's heart.
Choose to stand on the opposite side of the family.
The pressure and trauma you endure inside are difficult for outsiders to understand.
Yang Chen nodded and agreed to Nalan Tongtong, and the two walked out of the heavily guarded alley. Beihai Park was not far from Nanluogu Lane. It took a few minutes to take a taxi.
On a winter morning, this most lively alley in the capital showed no sign of crowds of people, and some shops selling specialty small commodities were deserted.
The shopkeepers or salespeople were even outside the shop soliciting customers. When they saw Yang Chen approaching with Nalan Tongtong in his arms, each shopkeeper greeted him enthusiastically and introduced their own specialties.
Nalan Tongtong, who was born with a golden key in her mouth, walked around happily.
The life of the rich is not simply high-end and classy. Only by being humble from time to time can you enjoy more fun.
The busiest place in the alley is the pancake shop that has been open for many years. There is a long queue in front of the store. Nalan Tongtong smells the aroma wafting over, her appetite is high, and she wants to buy it for Yang Chen to try, but there is no breakfast.
Yang Chen, who had eaten less, had no time to stop him. Xiao Nizi had already stepped into the queue.
As a result, Yang Chen barely ate the pancakes that Xiao Nizi bought after queuing for more than 20 minutes. Xiao Nizi ate them all. After eating, he touched his bulging belly, frowned and shouted that he would not eat dinner and wanted to lose weight.
This girl is only so willful when facing Yang Chen.
The two of them were walking back and forth in the alley, thinking about where to go, when Yang Chen received a call from Wu Jie. The man's words stunned Yang Chen.
Young Master Wu is getting engaged tomorrow.
And invited Yang Chen to attend the engagement ceremony.
Yang Chen was stunned and said congratulations. Wu Jie was four years older than him and it was normal for a man who was about to have his third year of marriage to get engaged and get married. The two made an appointment to meet at the cafe at the entrance of Nanluogu Lane in half an hour.
"Who wants to get engaged?" Nalan Tongtong asked curiously as she waited for Yang Chen to hang up the phone.
"Brother Wu Rui, my old comrade-in-arms Wu Jie." Yang Chen told the truth. Nalan Tongtong uttered an ooh, knowing that Wu Jie would be coming soon, so he found an excuse to leave Yang Chen and slipped away first.
She doesn't want to see anyone from the Wu family.
Although she did not fight for status for the sake of the future of the man she loved so much, she still had a hard time letting go of Wu Rui.
Yang Chen stared at the weak figure walking away alone, feeling inexplicably sad. Xiao Nizi had endured too much for him. He said more than once that he would give her happiness, but what had he really given her?
The soft silhouette disappears.
Yang Chen raised his face and looked at the distant sky, his resolute and handsome face slightly melancholy.
This time Wu Jie did not miss the appointment, and the two met at the coffee shop at the entrance of the alley. Yang Chen waited for his old comrades to sit down and joked: "Old Wu, are you planning a surprise attack? What a speed, which Shuiling girl from another family was harmed by you?"
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"Introduced by my family, she is a lady from a scholarly family. She is quiet, gentle and intellectual. When I first saw her, I thought she was not my type. But the old man said that in our line of work, we have to find someone.
Such a girl is full of hostility, and after spending three months together, she felt that it was good, and the family settled the matter." Wu Jie revealed the inside story.
This guy is like most Beijing young men.
The romance started at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Arching over all kinds of beauties.
I am tired of playing, I have made up my mind, I know what kind of woman I should find and get married, so I don’t dislike family-style marriage.
Yang Chen smiled and congratulated his old comrade.
"By the way, Lao Yu asked me to tell you that you are much more violent than me. Nothing has happened in the past year and a half. Find a place to cultivate your moral character and let go of your anger so as not to cause trouble everywhere." Wu Jie said.
Wan smiled and sincerely admired Yang Chen who was a few years younger than him.
With so many things to do, it is hard to think about not being unlucky. Yang Chen, his best friend, remains unmoved. He is definitely not protected by the military or under the protection of the Wu family.
That time six years ago, it was indeed his father who intervened, but after Yang Zi returned to China, the whole Wu family had always looked on coldly at the man Ruirui had fallen in love with.
"Damn it, do you know why you are okay?" Wu Jie asked Yang Chen.
Yang Chen nodded slowly. The military protected him vigorously because the value of his use was too great.
In the name of a security company, his "Arctic Fox" is deeply rooted in the turbulent East Africa, influencing the political trends of many small East African countries, and can even interfere with who these small countries vote for at the United Nations General Assembly.
The Republic cannot blatantly win over the mess that European and American forces are unwilling to intervene in. The huge annual economic aid may not win the sincere treatment of these small countries.
But Yang Chen had the ability to solve this problem.
The deterrent effect of Arctic foxes is often more effective and guaranteed than financial aid.
And this is just the influence of Arctic Fox in East Africa. There are shadows of Arctic Fox everywhere in Iraq and Afghanistan. The huge underground kingdom abroad is definitely Yang Chen's most solid and loyal support. Don't think that this guy's assassination of Liu Ligong was purely emotional.
He has a clue in his heart.
The country needs him.
"Do you know what Lao Yu said about you? He said you were scheming. Lao Yu is in the second department. He is a human spirit. To actually say that to you, you are simply a monster." Wu Jie did not hide his admiration from the bottom of his heart and looked down at his watch.
He said: "I won't talk to you too much today. I have a lot of shit waiting for me at home. You should arrive early tomorrow."
"Oh..."
Yang Chen smiled and agreed to Wu Jie.
The two of them went their separate ways in front of the cafe.
Wu Jie is engaged.
Mr. Wu, the only founding general who has made great achievements through the turbulent years, demands that everything should be kept simple. But the weight of the Wu family is there after all. How can we keep things simple?
The banquet can be simple.
No need to go to the Great Hall of the People or Diaoyutai.
It's not a wedding celebration, and there's no need to invite too many people.
Even so, the Wu family residence next to the Xishan Military Commission was still crowded with guests, most of whom were high-ranking military officials carrying generals on their shoulders. Ye Yongnian was among them. When he followed several old comrades into the heavily guarded residence, he saw a familiar figure.
The busy figure is, isn't it Yang Chen who made a scene yesterday?
Yang Chen turned a blind eye to Ye Yongnian, and he and Wu Jie helped decorate the hall on the first floor of the mansion. The guests who arrived one after another gathered in the hall and were entertained by some relatives of the Wu family.
Ye Yongnian was absent-mindedly chatting with his old comrades. At the same time, he looked at Yang Chen who was busy going back and forth, wondering why this kid was here. At this time, someone in the crowd gathered in the hall said in a low voice, "The old man is down."
The voice is not high.
But almost interrupted everyone's conversation and greetings.
On the stairs leading to the second floor in the center of the hall, Wu Jie and his fiancée Ding Miaomiao supported an energetic old man. The old man was wearing a general uniform without any epaulets or collars, but he made a large group of star-studded military bosses in the hall.
He stood in awe and stood at attention involuntarily.
Wu Zhengrong.
The only remaining founding general of the Republic.
