The flight attendant's color changed instantly, as if he didn't feel the heat at all. He stretched out his hand to protect his head and face, and raised his hand and shot him.

Bang.

Bullets hit the sofa.

Commander Song didn't move either. The adjutant and the guard at the door had fired several shots, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to knock the assassin into a sieve.

Yang Yuying sternly said: "Don't shoot!"

But it was too late. She rushed over and grabbed the assassin's arm without stopping. She used force to shake it up with force, and then smashed the person through the window and threw it out of the car with a bang.

Boom!

A huge flame exploded in the air in an instant.

The carriage vibrated, the ornaments fell, and the smoke was heavy. Yang Yuying was shaken and fell to her. She grabbed Zhou Xingzhi's hair tightly and pulled him to the point of grinning.

However, the one who pulled him was his newly recognized little niece, who had just saved their lives, but Zhou Xingzhi didn't dare to move.

Footsteps continued.

The outside of the door was in chaos for a long time, and finally it gradually became quiet.

The private room where they are located is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

Zhou Xingzhi's face was also slightly pale.

Commander Song was calm and composed, but his face was a little cold. When he lowered his head, he saw Yang Yuying lying on the table, trembling, and he rarely felt a little gentle in his heart.

The girl's performance just now was amazing, and she was even faster than her reaction. If Miss Lin hadn't been there, he might have been hurt.

But no matter how good he performed, he was just a young girl, only twenty years old and from an old-fashioned family. He had never seen these scenes.

"How is it? Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Commander Song said softly.

Yang Yuying: “…”

It's embarrassing!

She twisted her waist!

In terms of skills, Yang Yuying can beat Commander Song alone for a hundred people, but... Lin Wanniang is not very good.

What's even more terrible is that there is no cultivation environment here. Yang Yuying's Spirit-raising Art has been practicing back and forth for several days, but the effect is really not great. At present, it only makes her sleep slightly better, her skin improves, but her physical fitness is not as good as that of a serious and wealthy lady at this time.

I want to temper this body similar to the masters here. Not to mention a few years, it will take at least a few months. Anyway, it is impossible to have such a short time.

Yang Yuying lowered her head and said nothing. Zhou Xingyi suddenly laughed: "Hurry up, come and see the doctor."

Commander Song: "...Puff!"

Song Yu looked at her commander in horror.

Did he laugh? Did he laugh really?

Song Yu turned his head and said as if he didn't see it, and hummed, "My commander, you really can't just take the ordinary train next time. If we ride the special train, at least like this assassin, he will not be able to get close to you."

Commander Song sneered: "A fine of half a year's salary."

Song Yu: Huh!

It took another day before the train continued to run.

Qin Island has finally arrived.

Mr. Fred reluctantly said goodbye to Yang Yuying, and did not forget to leave his address and phone number.

"I have been on Qin Island in the past three months. If I have time, Miss Lin will definitely contact me."

When he left, he turned around one step at a time. Looking at that look, if Yang Yuying had left him a word now, he wouldn't even do work, and he wouldn't want to follow Yang Yuying intently.

"Wanniang, don't you really live with your uncle?"

Zhou Xingzhi was also very reluctant to leave, "After all, the Wang family is an outsider. Even if you want to marry the young master of the Wang family, it is not appropriate to live there directly."

Yang Yuying laughed: "Don't worry, uncle, I understand."

Having said that, Zhou Xingzhi still instructed Song Yu to send Yang Yuying to her.

"My niece first came to Qindao. She was not familiar with the place. You can settle her and come back to report her life. If she loses a hair, I want you to look good."

Song Yu quickly agreed.

How dare he neglect Miss Lin? If it weren't for Miss Lin, his commander would have to be subjected to an explosion and then an assassin. How could he, the chief guard, have a good job? If he doesn't die, he will lose his skin. That would be fined for half a year to pay.

Commander Song came here for a key business and was extremely busy, otherwise he might have to give Yang Yuying a gift.

...

The weather is getting colder and it was the first snow of this winter yesterday.

Wang Qingnian came out of the house: "Sister Wang, save some use of hot water and burn less. I really think that firewood is not expensive!"

Mrs. Wang responded quickly.

Qiuwen, the little girl next to her, rolled her eyes and hummed with Wang Qingnian on her back: "There is a more stingy man in the world than our master? At home, my father didn't let me save hot water in winter. The Wang family is big and big, what does it look like!"

Mrs. Wang quickly patted her on the back: "Go to do your work."

Wang Qingnian just didn't listen and knew how the servants arranged themselves. He didn't care. As long as he didn't let him spend more money, he would say whatever he liked.

How could they know that it is not easy to be a boss? Their home business is not blown by strong winds. What they can save is naturally to save.

But now, Wang Qingnian has no time to think about this, and he is worried.

Today he received a letter.

Lin Siyu's old man died and even caused him a big trouble. His granddaughter raised in the countryside actually wanted to send it to the Wang family. Judging from the meaning, he still wanted to get married to his brother Xian?

Absolutely not possible.

He has plans for the marriage between Xian Ge'er.

Is it easy for him to train Brother Xian?

The two grandsons in front looked like him, big and thick, not ugly, but they were not gentlemen at first glance. They looked very ordinary, had no clever mind, and could not continue to study. Fortunately, they were honest and could not be considered prodigal sons. They married their wife of a good family and lived a peaceful life.

But the Xian Ge of the third family is different.

The child looked like his wife, with his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were so beautiful that he was very smart. He spent a lot of money to support Brother Xian to study and sent him abroad to study. Now he is back and has become a serious professor at Qindao University, proficient in the languages ​​of three countries and a first-class talent.

If it were two other grandsons, it would be impossible for the Lin family to marry, and it would be that he would not be the one who particularly despises the poor and loves the rich.

But how could Brother Xian marry a village girl?

If you don’t say anything else, just look at people, it’s not a good match.

He must find a perfect wife for Brother Xian who is rich, talented, and beautiful.

But this marriage is not something you can get out of just by saying you can get out of it.

Everyone knows his friendship with Old Man Lin. Even the money he used to go out for a walk was given by Old Man Lin. If he wanted to say that he would retire from the marriage, who would he become?

Wang Qingnian thought, or pretend that he had not received the letter, and didn't know if there was any such thing? He pushed the blame to his servants?

"Let the old bull behead drive people away!"

After thinking for a long time, Wang Qingnian decided to entrust this matter to his right-hand man, an old partner who could understand his feelings best.

It is definitely not difficult for a small village girl to deal with it. She knew that life in a big city was difficult, so she went home in shame.

After Wang Qingnian finished his explanation, he felt relaxed and said, "Brother Xian hasn't come home yet?"

"Young Master Xian is in Yizhuyuan and is holding a reading party with several colleagues and friends."

"good."

Wang Qingnian immediately smiled and said, "Be cautious when tea and snacks."

Among Brother Xian’s colleagues and friends, even if he is not a first-class scholar and has an unusual background, he likes Brother Xian to interact with the superiors.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in Yizhu Garden was not as good as Wang Qingnian imagined.

Three men and two women, five young men in their twenties sat next to the stone table, with ugly expressions.

"Xiao Mi hasn't returned home yet, and there is no news from the police station. The people from the Jidaohui do not admit that they did it. What should I do?"

"Those Japanese are a bit arrogant. Xiao Mi is the daughter of Boyi Weaving. Can they still dare to do anything wrong?"

Wang Ningxian's eyes were covered in blood. He closed his eyes, and suddenly stood up and walked out.

Several friends quickly followed, but they stopped talking, and finally didn't say a word and just followed Wang Ningxian's footsteps.

Wang Ningxian was nervous and his mind was in chaos.

The day before yesterday, they went to Minghu teahouse for tea, but met several Japanese from the Jidaohui. Those Japanese bullied the little girl playing the piano in the teahouse. Xiao Mi couldn't see it and asked the bodyguards around her to teach the Japanese a lesson. Unexpectedly, Xiao Mi didn't go home after get off work that night, and it has been almost two days.

Xiao Mi is the daughter of Boyi Weaving. She graduated from Yanping University and is now a lecturer in the Music Department of Qindao University. She is gentle and gentle, and is loved by her classmates. She is an excellent girl.

I don’t know how many young professors and lecturers in the school admire her.

As the so-called beautiful lady and gentleman, Wang Ningxian thought he was a mediocre person and had a little thought about this beautiful and talented girl.
To be continued...