The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Hearing Yang Chen's request, Qing Yunkui happily agreed: "It's simple, I'll ask Linger's father to come back and be your guide."

Qing Ling'er looked at her grandfather helplessly and said, "Grandpa, can you stop being funny? My dad's boring gourd, you can't even say a word when you use a road roller to press him over him. Let him be your guide." , don’t you suffocate these two handsome guys?”

Qing Yunkui pondered for a while, then nodded, "That's right, your father is a little less talkative, so let your second uncle come back?"

"Second Uncle's mouth is so broken that you can't even stick it with super glue. You can't stop talking all day long. Last time I went abroad, I asked him to help me raise a cat for a few days, but when I came back, the cat was mentally disturbed. I later learned that he would talk to my cat for two hours every day, from fitness regimen to the origin of species, if you let him be your guide, these two handsome guys must go to a mental hospital! I don’t know how you researched it These two sons are simply a wonderful pair!"

After listening to Qing Linger's complaints, Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh, and burst out laughing.

After being complained about by his granddaughter, Qing Yunkui couldn't hold back anymore, and said awkwardly: "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, so what do you say?"

Qing Ling'er rolled her eyes and revealed a sweet smile, "Grandpa, I grew up running around in the Forty-Nine City, do you think there is anyone in the Qing family who is more suitable to be a guide than me?"

"You? No, no!" Qing Yunkui refused without hesitation: "You girl is too troublesome. If you are asked to be a guide, you will definitely annoy your little master to death!"

Yang Chen said with a smile: "Yun Kui, I think Ling'er is quite cute, it won't be too boring to have her as a guide, besides, she is about the same age as us, and we have a common language when we speak."

Hearing what Yang Chen said, Qing Yunkui nodded and agreed, "Ling'er, you can be a guide, but I have to tell you a few words, you must pay attention to safety, which places you should go and which places you should not go, you must Count it!"

"Okay, I understand, don't worry!"

Qing Ling'er immediately stood beside Yang Chen, and said with a smile: "Handsome guy, I will be a guide, but there will be a fee!"

Yang Chen smiled lightly, "Okay, as long as your job is competent, I will definitely give you a satisfactory tour guide fee."

Yang Lin quickly interjected: "Yes, yes, I will too!"

"Nonsense! How dare you ask your little master for money?!"

After Qingyun Kui just reprimanded her, Qing Linger immediately made a grimace and said in defense: "The fees I mentioned don't necessarily mean asking for money! Right, handsome guy?"

Yang Chen smiled and said to Qing Yunkui: "Yunkui, I think Ling'er is a good child, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Qing Yunkui sighed helplessly and said: "I just hope she doesn't make trouble for you, uncle. I have spoiled this child since he was a child, and he is very skinny!"

"It doesn't matter, I've never been wrong about people, Ling'er's future is limitless."

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Qing Yunkui's eyes could not help but brighten up. He has been fascinated by his ears since he was a child, and he has always admired his father's secret arts. Yang Chen said that he is undoubtedly very optimistic about his granddaughter, as long as he can help her , Qing Ling'er will definitely become the most outstanding one among the younger generation of the Qing family.

"Uncle, it's getting late, I'll ask my servants to arrange the food and drinks right away, let's talk while eating!"

"Don't bother, I still have a place to go today, and when I'm free tomorrow, I'll come over for dinner."

Seeing Yang Chen's resolute refusal, Qing Yunkui didn't dare to keep him anymore, so he had to personally send Yang Chen out of the courtyard.

Yang Chen took out a business card with only one phone number written on it, and handed it to Qing Yunkui, "Yunkui, this is my private number, not many people know it, if there is anything in the Qing family, you can call this number at any time Number."

Qing Yunkui hurriedly put it away with great care, "Don't worry, uncle, I will notify you immediately if I have any news!"

"Grandpa, then I'll go with these two handsome guys! I may not be able to bother you from now on, are you happy?"

Qing Yunkui gave Qing Ling'er an angry look, "If I know that you make your little master angry, let's see how I will deal with you later!"

Qing Ling'er stuck out her tongue, took Yang Chen's arm without any suspicion, raised her pretty face and said, "I have a little master to protect me, do you dare to deal with me?"

"A Lin, give me the car keys, and I'll drive."

Yang Chen used the action of picking up the keys to get rid of Qing Ling'er's hand without a trace, and walked to the parking lot, but he didn't notice that Qing Ling'er's eyes flashed a faint trace of disappointment.

When leaving Qing's house, Yang Chen offered to drive, and let Yang Lin and Qing Ling'er sit in the back row.

Yang Lin, who has always called himself a prodigal son in love, was extremely reserved at this time, and he didn't even dare to speak to Qing Ling'er.

"Handsome guy, where are you going? This road is the direction out of the city."

Yang Chen smiled and said while driving: "You should call me Yang Chen, my daughter is already seven years old, and she has already left the ranks of handsome guys."

Qing Ling'er looked at Yang Chen in surprise: "You, are you married?"

"Yes, we have been married for eight years."

"Are you going to be so worthless? Eight years ago, you got married when you were only a little old?"

Qing Ling'er said something in a mocking tone, so as to cover up the deep loss in her heart.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, since she saw this man for the first time just now, she felt that he was very familiar, and a feeling of heartbeat that she had never felt before came quietly.

However, this person who is very likely to be his true son has married eight years ago and has a daughter.

Yang Chen glanced at Qing Linger from the rearview mirror, and then said to Yang Lin: "A Lin, tell Linger how naughty my girl is."

Yang Lin didn't notice Qing Ling'er's strangeness at all, so he started to tell Qing Ling'er about Yang Chen's daughter Xiao Sichen with great interest.

Qing Ling'er was quickly attracted by Yang Lin's words, and let out a series of silver bell-like laughter from time to time.

"Actually, I know who you are, the dignified manager of Linhai Yang's family, right?"

Yang Lin was taken aback, "You know me?"

Qing Ling'er glanced at Yang Lin, "Please, I'm a girl, how many girls don't gossip? And you happen to be a well-known scumbag among the children of aristocratic families. As a typical melon eater , I like to eat your melon!"

Yang Lin's face flushed instantly, and he said embarrassingly, "Actually, I'm not a scumbag. Many of the things that are rumored outside are fabricated out of thin air and imagined out of thin air—"

Qing Ling'er suddenly stretched out her hand and scratched Yang Lin's head twice, immediately messing up his hairstyle.

"Okay, actually, I don't think you are such a scumbag. A man who is shy in front of girls, where can he be a scumbag, right?"

Yang Lin, whose head was scratched, was suddenly stunned. He had experienced many women, but none of them acted like Qing Linger to him.

"Hey, girl, haven't you heard the old saying? A woman's feet are a man's head, you can't touch them."

"Really? Is there such a sentence? Why haven't I heard it?" Qing Ling'er made an innocent expression, looked at Yang Lin and said, "I'm touching your head now, what do you want from me? No Will you make me responsible?"

Yang Lin's face flushed with embarrassment, "Of course not, it's okay, you can touch it casually..."

After finishing speaking, Yang Lin suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, and his old face blushed again, which made Qing Ling'er laugh heartily.

After the atmosphere became more active, Qing Ling'er became familiar with Yang Lin, and the two started talking and laughing, while Yang Chen concentrated on driving the car.

An hour later, Qing Ling'er looked at the road sign outside and said, "Brother Yang, are you going to Xishan Xiangyun Temple?"

Yang Chen said with a smile: "As expected of an old Beijinger, I guessed where I was going right away."

"I didn't expect Brother Yang, you also believe in religion?"

"I heard that the incense in the Xiangyun Temple is very strong, and the Emperor Zhenwu enshrined in the temple is also very effective, so I wanted to ask for a sign and a incense, to keep it safe!"

Qing Ling'er curled her lips and said with a sneer: "I don't believe this. In my opinion, those old-fashioned people are all cheating people of money. There are no ghosts and gods in this world!"

"If you believe it, there is it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it, just treat it as tourism."

While talking, Yang Chen had already driven the car to the parking lot at the foot of the West Mountain. After getting off the car, they started to walk up the mountain along the bluestone road at the mountain gate.

While climbing the mountain, Yang Lin said: "The owner of Xiangyun Temple is called Daoist Yuming, and he has taken in many bigwigs from the entertainment and business circles as apprentices. Get in line early!"

Qing Ling'er answered: "Yes, I've also heard of this old man. It is said that he has a rule that he only counts three hexagrams every day. After the three hexagrams, no matter how much money he gives, he will never speak again. Saying that he is afraid of revealing the secrets, in my opinion, this is a typical hunger marketing, playing tricks."

"Really?"