Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

After thirteen hours of high-speed rail travel, Yang Xining finally arrived in the long-missed capital.

At this moment, she was feeling anxious and expectant.

Dad, Mo Junli, Yan Tian, ​​Qi Lin, Lu Xinghan...

We are finally going to meet. I wonder, will you be scared if you see that I have become a girl?

20 minutes later, Yang Xining couldn't wait to stand at the entrance of this familiar alley.

However, when she stood in front of the so-called Yang Family Martial Arts School, she was surprised to find that it had become an antique teahouse.

Yang Xining's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "No way? Why is the Yang Family Martial Arts School gone?"

She looked at the teahouse in front of her in disbelief, with an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

Where will Dad go?

Just then, an old lady carrying a basket of vegetables passed by.

Yang Xining was sharp-eyed. He hurried forward and grabbed her arm, and asked anxiously, "Aunt Lin, what's going on? Where is the Yang Family Martial Arts School here?"

The old lady was startled by the sudden appearance of Yang Xining. She looked at the little girl wearing a hat and a mask in confusion and frowned.

"Oh, you mean the Yang Family Martial Arts School." The aunt sighed and said slowly, "That martial arts school lost its only son five years ago and was heartbroken. Perhaps because he was afraid of being reminded of his father, he moved away a month later."

When Yang Xining heard this, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

She thought that she would be able to see her father soon when she came to Beijing.

did not expect……

She asked hurriedly: "Then do you know where he moved to?"

"Well, let me think...it seems like he went back to his hometown."

"Go back to my hometown..." Yang Xining murmured.

She looked at her aunt and said softly, "Thank you, Aunt Lin."

"You're welcome..." The aunt realized it belatedly and said, "Oh, that's not right, how do you know my name is Aunt Lin?"

Wait until she looks back.

The girl has disappeared.

Unable to find Yang Mingjun, Yang Xining had to wait at the door of Mo's house.

As Mr. Mo is the prime minister of the country, the security measures at his residence are naturally extremely strict. There are bodyguards patrolling everywhere, and once a suspicious person is spotted, ruthless measures will be taken.

So Yang Xining had no choice but to stand far away, looking at the heavily guarded mansion without getting too close.

But no matter how long he waited, there was still no sign of Mo Junli.

With no other choice, he had to go to Yan Tian's house to try his luck.

Yan Tian’s grandfather was a founding marshal, his parents were both soldiers, and his home was located in a military compound, so naturally not everyone could enter easily. Moreover, Yang Xining did not have a pass, so he could not enter easily either.

She thought of Lu Xinghan again, but Lu Xinghan's family owned many houses in the capital, and she didn't have his contact information, so she didn't know which house door she should go to wait for him.

Finally, Yang Xining's eyes fell on Qi Lin's family's luxurious villa.

Qi Lin's family background is even more complicated. His father is a gang leader in Country C, and his mother is the daughter of a mafia boss in Country Y.

Yang Xining looked from afar and saw dozens of luxury cars parked neatly in front of the entrance of Qi's luxurious villa. Among them was the Cadillac that Qi's father loved so much.

It seems that Qi Lin's family is holding a gangster conference today. Various gangsters have gathered together. The scene is quite spectacular. There are also hundreds of younger brothers standing guard at the door.

Seeing that he could not wait any longer, Yang Xining looked disappointed.

Shit, these four guys had always been waiting for her at her doorstep before. She never thought that there would be a day when she would be like a "pervert", waiting foolishly for them to come back.

Thinking of this, Yang Xining couldn't help feeling melancholy.

She turned away in a daze, not noticing that a sharp gaze was fixed on her back with a hint of inexplicable inquiry and doubt.

"Master, what are you looking at?" A younger brother stepped forward, his voice full of respect.

Qi Lin came back to his senses. His thin face looked even more stern in the dim light, and his deep eyes flickered with complex light.

He froze for a moment, then opened his thin lips and said in a low and cold voice: "Nothing."

For some reason, the lonely figure of that girl seemed to touch a string deep in his heart, causing him to feel different emotions.

"Maybe it's an illusion." Qi Lin whispered to himself, then took a step forward and walked into his own luxurious villa.

The younger brothers at the door bowed and greeted him one after another, but Qi Lin acted as if he didn't hear them and walked straight into the living room.

He grew up in a gang environment, and people around him were either afraid, in awe, or flattering.

Only the boy named Yang Xining became a breath of fresh air in his life.

Since he was a little bully, his parents sent him to the Yang family to learn martial arts, and thus he got to know Mo Junli, Qi Lin, Lu Xinghan and others.

At that time, Xiao Xining was like a beautiful luminous body, attracting the attention of all of them.

However, Xiao Xining's temper is different from others.

The more you dislike something, the more you should care about it.

They would hang them up and whip them if they didn't practice martial arts properly or got angry.

Unconsciously, the four of them formed a small group, a group that revolved only around Yang Xining.

However, five years ago, Yang Xining's departure caused their group to collapse instantly.

The days without Yang Xining were like losing the support of his soul, and Qi Lin's world fell into darkness again.

He started smoking marijuana to numb himself, and countless scratches appeared on his hands, which were a testimony to his inner pain.

Brother...if you knew I smoked marijuana, would you still whip me?

After regaining his consciousness, Qi Lin took a step forward and walked towards where his father was holding the meeting.

In the conference room, Qi's father sat upright, surrounded by a group of gang leaders.

They were discussing some important decisions, and the atmosphere was tense and serious.

Qi Lin stood quietly outside the door, looking at what was happening inside through the crack.

He didn't want to get involved in these affairs, but he knew that today's meeting was for him.

Many people in the gang were unhappy that he was about to take over Qi's father's position.

He pushed open the meeting door and everyone inside looked at him.

"Hey, Master Lin is here."

"Master Lin, I'm finally diligent today and come to the meeting."

Qi Lin ignored other people's ridicule and sat down in the empty seat to the left of the main seat.

He scratched his ear with his little finger and said sarcastically, "What's going on? Isn't spring over? Why do I hear the sound of a dog barking in spring?"

As soon as Qi Lin finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense.

A burly, middle-aged man with a face full of flesh suddenly stood up, pointed at Qi Lin's nose and shouted angrily: "What's your attitude? Your father is still here, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Qi Lin sneered, raised his head, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He was not moved by the other party's anger. Instead, he taunted more wantonly, "Arrogant? You should understand that this is the Qi family's territory. I am the young master of the Qi family. I can be as arrogant as I want. But you, an outsider, dare to point fingers at me here?"

Father Qi frowned slightly. He knew Qi Lin's character, but he also knew that now was not the time to let the situation continue to be noisy.

He coughed lightly, interrupting the confrontation between Qi Lin and the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, everyone sit down. I called you all here today because there is something important to discuss."