2097: The Wounded Man

The Wounded Man

Ye Ying, who was sitting alone at the back, couldn't help but gasp when she heard Wang Fu Hotel.1

She knew about Wang Fu Hotel. It was the most famous and expensive hotel in the country. It was loved by celebrities both domestically and abroad, including Hong Kong and Taiwan!

Even the cheapest standard room would cost more than 10,000 yuan a night!

Although her family had some assets, they were not rich enough to afford a hotel that cost more than 10,000 yuan a night!

Ye Ying couldn't help but feel happy at the thought of how much Madam Li valued her. She was even more determined to butter up to Madam Li.

Before she reached the hotel, Ye Ying's heart had already flown out of her throat. She just wanted to see Madam Li quickly.

The imported luxury car left the airport parking lot with the excited Ye Ying. When the car completely drove out of the parking lot, the door of a silver-gray car parked beside opened. Someone got out of the car lazily.

It was very cold outside. The man who got out of the car was wearing clothes that were completely contradictory to the season. He stood tall in the cold wind in just a thin black shirt, completely unaffected by the cold. His temperament was still noble and elegant.

It couldn't be helped. Xia Jinyuan, who had just come back from a hot country, had left in a hurry. He didn't have time to prepare a thick winter coat. When he got off the plane an hour ago, he shivered even though he was trained to resist the cold.

"Why are you getting out of the car? Is there a situation?" A man in military uniform with the rank of major strode over from the other side of the car. When he saw Xia Jinyuan, who should have been resting in the car, he stood by the door. His expression darkened as he walked over in three steps.

Xia Jinyuan, who was wearing a black shirt, retracted his gaze from the parking lot exit and smiled at his comrade, V8. "Nothing. I just got out of the car to take a breather. Let's go and report back to the military."

Madam Li, the military arts troupe… While he was away from the country, Ye Zhifan seemed to have made a big move. He already had such a good relationship with Staff Officer Du's wife.

Ye Zhifan wanted to send his daughter to the army so that he could compete with Little Fox. If they established a relationship with Madam Li, the possibility of sending his daughter to the army was higher.

Staff Officer Du was known to be obedient to his wife. He would definitely obey Mrs. Li's orders. To put it sarcastically, Madam Li's words were more effective than military orders!

"Why are you in a hurry to return to the military? Major General has given the order. It's not too late to report after you go to the hospital to treat your injuries." V8 frowned and started the car. He glanced at Xia Jinyuan's waist. "You know the consequences if you don't treat your pierce wounds."

In the end, he was the only one left behind to clean up the mess. The rest of them took down the illegal businessmen from China who dared to smuggle guns and immediately returned to the country. Q King, who cleaned up the mess alone, returned four days later than them.

For four days, which was 96 hours, he faced everything alone. His comrades who had returned to the country were all on tenterhooks, afraid that something would happen to him.

Xia Jinyuan adjusted his seat so that he had more space to move his long legs. After buckling his seatbelt, he said calmly, "No need. I've cleaned myself up. I'll go to the military first."

He had to report the important matters first. He had to figure out what Ye Zhifan and the Du family had done during his time away. He also had to meet Little Fox in the Southern Province. He didn't have much time.

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