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067 Call Me Yuan Shuo

Wan Qi's temples were thundering. She had never suffered any losses since she was a child, and this man was an exception.

She would never have thought that the so-called martial arts coach sent by the Xiao family would be this person.

What is his relationship with the Xiao family? Wan Qi wouldn't really believe that this man was sent by the Xiao family. Just by looking at his arrogant attitude, you know that it is impossible to be left behind. The Xiao family sent by this kind of argument is to deceive ghosts.

Hu Qinghe took Wan Qi to greet him, and while walking, he whispered: "It is said that this man was from the army. The Xiao family did not tell us any information about him, but only asked us to call him the chief."

Sir?

Wan Qi had known this a long time ago. As for the first time they met in the hotel, I'm afraid the army this man is not in the general sense.

Yuan Shuo stayed there with his arms crossed, his waist standing up straight in habit, and the soldiers' upright posture was fully displayed.

Before Hu Qinghe could speak, he heard the man's deep voice.

"I have something to do in the team, I'm in a hurry, so let's start now."

Hu Qinghe, who wanted to have a good conversation, was touched by the slightest thing. If others said this, he would have pointed at the other party and scolded him. But at this time he would not dare to give him the courage. He had been in the circle for so long, so he naturally had his eyesight.

Not to mention the person's appearance and clothing, just from his tone and speech, this person obviously has been in the upper hand for a long time. Rather than saying that he is arrogant, he has not reached the height of being able to look at the other party.

Yuan Shuo continued to speak, but his tone became much gentler, and his gaze fell on Wan Qi's face.

"You go with me."

Hu Qinghe didn't hear the warmth in Yuan Shuo's words. He was a little worried for a moment, and finally let go of his heart in Wan Qi's comforting eyes.

Yuan Shuo saw everything, but without explaining it, he turned around and walked out the door.

Wan Qi followed closely, and the two walked out of the back door of the hall, walked through the playground, and finally stopped on the long and narrow stone bridge.

After confirming that there was no one around, Yuan Shuo turned around and leaned slightly on the edge of the bridge, with a gentle voice: "How do you pronounce this name? Is it called wanqi?"

Wan Qi raised his eyebrows, and she felt that there were actually more important issues between them to discuss.

"Report to the chief, it is Wan Qi, moqi, the fourth and second voices."

Yuan Shuo thought to himself, isn't this question important? For him, everything related to her is the most important.

The man's hoarse voice came from his ears.

"In the 1980s, all the households in China were regarded as treasures. It would be great if your surname was Wan."

Wan Qi's forehead was slightly sucked, and what was her surname? She really didn't bother the other person to worry. She smiled slightly, pushed the words back in a plain tone.

"When Australia first introduced dung beetles, it was also a treasure. Why didn't the commander call it dung beetles?"

Yuan Shuo's eyes twitched. She was really not polite to people, and her words were amazing. Yuan Shuo didn't mind changing races, but could he choose to push the shit into her mouth first?

There is also the commander who spoke this one. It was the one from the Xiao family who called it that? Yuan Shuo nodded, his eyes were burning, and he was dissatisfied: "The people in the team called me that, you can call me directly, Yuan Shuo."

Wan Qi doesn't take it seriously. His name is just a code name. If he is not a person who cares about it, there is no difference between calling it.

The man opposite suddenly looked dark, and the atmosphere that was originally relaxed suddenly froze. The low pressure emitted by Yuan Shuo made the person breathless.

Turns out I am just someone she doesn't care about?

Yuan Shuo narrowed his eyes, his blurred voice could not refuse to refute: "Call me Yuan Shuo."

Those who fear him in the entire imperial capital circle respectfully called him "Master Shuo", and those who hated him called him "Yuan Crazy".

There is really no one who can call him "Yuan Shuo" with his name and surname. If it weren't... Yuan Shuo really never thought that he would pay attention to what others call him one day.

What's even more peculiar is that this person doesn't care at all.

Compared to Yuan Shuo's dangerous aura, Wan Qi was not suppressed, but instead went against the trend, facing him, and burst out with a stronger aura.

Wan Qi tugged his lips gently, and he said word by word: "You read my heart to me again?"
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