Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

As the car approached and stopped, Zhou Zixuan could see Jiang Yuying driving.

"Yingying..."

“Xuanxuan…”

After Jiang Yuying quickly got out of the car, the two women gave each other a big hug.

The next second, Zhou Zixuan looked her over carefully: "Business attire with black stockings, that's pretty cool!"

"Hehe, it's for work. You're as pure and beautiful as ever!"

When this topic was brought up, Zhou Zixuan couldn't help but shake her head.

"Honestly, Yingying, you are much, much prettier than you were in school."

"Princess Taiping has also shown considerable improvement."

"Hehe, Raymond Lam deserves a lot of credit, doesn't he?"

Jiang Yuying accepted all the praise and teasing with a smile.

"Alright, alright, let's talk about it when we get home."

As they spoke, the electric remote-controlled door opened, and Jiang Yuying stepped forward to help pull suitcase 583.

Zhou Zixuan followed her inside, looking around with great curiosity.

"Yingying, this courtyard house must cost a lot of money, right?"

"The purchase cost 180 million, and the subsequent renovations cost more than 30 million."

Upon hearing the astonishing numbers, Zhou Zixuan was speechless.

The original estimate was tens of millions, but it was just the cost of renovation!

Surprised and astonished, Zhou Zixuan's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"Yingying, I remember Lin, the handsome guy, he's from a middle-class family."

"How come you suddenly became successful after joining the army after graduation?"

Jiang Yuying was destined to be unable to provide an explanation for this topic.

Because she also couldn't figure out where her man's money came from.

"Xuanxuan, my husband is an active-duty soldier."

"So many things are confidential, and you can't ask about them or spread the word."

Just then, the two nannies came out to greet them.

Aunt Zhang took the suitcase.

Aunt Wang asked, "Madam, shall we arrange rooms for the guests?"

“No need,” Jiang Yuying said, her arm around Zhou Zixuan’s waist, smiling sweetly.

"Xuanxuan is my best friend, and she has to sleep with me at night."

I understand. The male homeowner isn't here, so there's no problem.

After the two nannies left with their suitcases.

Zhou Zixuan smiled mischievously and said, "Yingying, you're really capable."

"So, how does it feel to be upgraded to 'wife'?"

"I must correct one thing, she's a wealthy woman, hehe..."

Chapter 482 Jiang Yuying: To be precise, it's Xiao Qi!

(Thanks to the leader 'The Pig That Gone with the Wind' for the monthly pass support.)

He does not mean that.

Jiang Yuying made a casual joke, but Zhou Zixuan took it very seriously.

They live in a luxury mansion worth over 200 million yuan.

If she's not a 'wealthy wife', then what is she?

"Yingying, you're a true phoenix now, please take good care of yourself!"

"Hehe, no problem, I'll sleep with you tonight!"

After some casual conversation, Jiang Yuying led Zhou Zixuan on a brief tour of the courtyard.

When you open the door to a room filled with pink decorations.

Zhou Zixuan asked in surprise, "What, do you have other girls living in your house?"

Jiang Yuying nodded: "My three girlfriends from the company."

"I can't help it, the house is too big, and it's very boring for me to be all alone."

Alright, the most deadly form of showing off is the subtle kind.

Zhou Zixuan rolled her eyes repeatedly, but had nothing to say.

The double-entrance courtyard house, covering an area of ​​nearly 2,000 square meters, is indeed very spacious.

It really does feel empty when my husband isn't home!

"Let's go, go back to your room and change your clothes."

Jiang Yuying led the two into the master bedroom.

The next second, Zhou Zixuan cheered and rushed onto the bed.

A custom-made pure velvet comforter, super soft and comfortable.

Seeing her best friend rolling around on the bed, Jiang Yuying pretended to be angry and said:

"You stinky Xuanxuan, you haven't changed your clothes yet, get up right now."

It would have been better if I hadn't said anything, because once I started talking about it, it got even more exciting.

Zhou Zixuan kicked off her sneakers, and even one of her boat socks was thrown off.

She then rolled around even more wildly, giggling all the while.

"You've changed, Yingying. You've even started to dislike me."

"Have you forgotten how you used to hog my bed back in school?"

During the conversation, Zhou Zixuan covered her nose, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, you're saying I stink?"

"Don't you know that I have a natural fragrance?"

"Besides, I haven't been exposed to wind and rain, so how could I have gotten your blankets dirty?"

"Take a step back: Lin, the handsome guy, isn't here, so what are you pretending for?"

Okay, if we keep talking, we might expose all my secrets, so Jiang Yuying decisively shut up.

Seeing this, Zhou Zixuan was smug, with a victorious expression.

"Okay, okay, I give up. I'll change my clothes."

While Jiang Yuying opened the wardrobe to change into her home clothes, they took advantage of the moment.

Zhou Zixuan lay there seductively, beginning to survey the enormous bedroom space.

It's over 200 square meters, with rows of wardrobes and screen partitions in the middle.

The screen with its dragon and phoenix design is clearly very valuable.

The rest of the decorations and furnishings are more modern.

The overall feel is trendy and sophisticated, completely abandoning the luxurious style.

As she turned over to continue observing, Zhou Zixuan belatedly realized that something was unusual.

"My God, how can this bed be so wide?"

"Hehe, it's too narrow to sleep in!"

"Yingying, what do you mean by that?" Zhou Zixuan didn't understand.

"It's just what it sounds like!" Jiang Yuying said casually.

In that instant, Zhou Zixuan sat up abruptly, her beautiful eyes glaring at Jiang Yuying, who was as docile as a lamb.

"Yingying, you...you became a mistress?"

Without rushing to answer, Jiang Yuying put on her silk dress and turned to pounce on the bed.

He lay on his side, looking directly at Zhou Zixuan, with a playful, reproachful smile.

"No, no, to be precise, it's Xiao Qi."

Damn it, being a mistress is bad enough, but what the hell is this seventh one?

Zhou Zixuan slapped her forehead, looking like she had given up.

"Yingying, I'm serious, tell me the truth now!"