You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Ye Yunjin stared at Jiang Che for a few seconds, then slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the last trace of hesitation in them had completely disappeared.

"Since we can't reach an agreement, there's nothing more to say."

Ye Yunjin turned her head slightly and gave the order to the security captain behind her, "Take them both back."

The security captain paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on Jiang Che for a few seconds without him noticing.

From their conversation, he learned that the young man in front of him was the young master of the Jiang family in the capital.

If I were to actually lay a hand on him, the consequences would be far beyond what a working-class person like myself could afford.

Miss Ke Ye's order...

"Don't you understand?" Ye Yunjin's tone suddenly turned cold. "I'm letting you take him away."

The security captain gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and dozens of people immediately surrounded Jiang Che and Su Qinghe from all directions.

They were well-trained and divided into two groups. One group approached directly from the front, while the other group circled around to the sides in an arc, intending to cut off all possible escape routes for Jiang Che.

Su Qinghe thought to herself, "This is it, I'm doomed."

With so many people around, how could the two of them possibly escape?

In her panic, she instinctively looked up at Jiang Che, seeking his protection.

Jiang Che's expression remained as calm as ever. Even though he was facing a group of fierce-looking thugs, he was still able to remain composed.

It was as if nothing had happened, and the dozens of people around them didn't even exist.

The security perimeter is rapidly closing in.

The two people at the front had already walked to within three meters of Jiang Che, and one of them reached out, preparing to grab Jiang Che's shoulder directly.

And at that very moment—

Rumble rumble rumble—

A muffled engine roar suddenly erupted from the direction of the villa's perimeter, rapidly approaching from afar.

Everyone froze in that instant, including Ye Yunjin.

Everyone turned their heads, their gazes passing over the back gate of the manor not far away, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

next second.

boom--!

The heavy iron gate, weighing several thousand kilograms, was sent flying with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, four camouflaged Mengshi off-road vehicles rushed into the manor in an arrowhead formation, quickly surrounding the group.

The security personnel, who had been so arrogant just moments before, were now completely stunned and frozen in place when faced with the four SUVs that suddenly appeared, and dared not make any rash moves.

A moment later, the car door opened, and a group of special forces soldiers in camouflage uniforms jumped out of the car in single file.

The movements were swift and efficient; the moment their feet touched the ground, they automatically dispersed into a tactical formation, completing the counter-encirclement of all security personnel on site in less than ten seconds.

Compared to this group, Ye Yunjin's security personnel were like children playing house.

Each of these special forces soldiers carries a cold and ruthless aura that can only be acquired through long-term combat training.

Just by standing there, just by giving a look, he was enough to send chills down everyone's spines and make them tremble.

Ye Yunjin's pupils suddenly contracted. This is... the military?

After a few seconds of stunned silence, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Che's slightly upturned lips out of the corner of her eye, and immediately understood what was going on. Her face darkened instantly.

After all the special forces soldiers were lined up, the leader gave an order, and the crowd quickly parted to the sides, making way for them.

Then, an elderly man walked out from the back of the queue at a leisurely pace.

Jiang Zhenshan.

Jiang Che's grandfather was also the head of the Jiang family in Beijing, known as Old Master Jiang.

The old man looked to be in his early seventies, but he was in good spirits, with a straight back and a brisk walk, showing no signs of aging.

His short, gray hair was neatly shaved, his face was resolute, his cheekbones were high, and his jawline was strong.

Although his eyes were somewhat cloudy with age, they still carried an imposing aura that made people afraid to look directly at him when he glanced over.

Only those who have long held high positions and commanded vast armies possess such a powerful aura.

He was wearing a dark gray casual jacket and black military boots, with his hands behind his back, and he walked over at a leisurely pace.

The special forces soldiers behind him automatically parted to make way and then quickly closed in, forming an impenetrable wall behind him.

Ye Yunjin's expression changed.

To be honest, she has met many important people in her life, and she has dealt with almost all the top figures in the political and business circles of Hong Kong.

But the moment Jiang Zhenshan's figure came into her view, she instinctively tensed up.

Because she knew all too well what this old man meant to her.

Jiang Zhenshan, former Commander-in-Chief of the East China Military Region, held the rank of Lieutenant General.

Although he retired from the front line a few years ago, the prestige and connections he cultivated in the military for most of his life remain unfathomable.

More importantly, even after retiring, the old man did not completely distance himself from the central government; he still wielded considerable influence in some important decisions made by the top leadership in Beijing.

Such a person, let alone a businesswoman from Hong Kong, even if you moved the Ye family patriarch from Hong Kong to stand in front of your former friends, would have to think twice about his own importance.

"The Ye family girl."

Jiang Zhenshan stopped about five or six meters away from Ye Yunjin, and smiled calmly, "It's been many years, hasn't it? The last time I saw you, you were just a young girl in your early twenties. In the blink of an eye, you've become the head of the Ye family."

Ye Yunjin took a deep breath and pursed her lips.

She was seething with anger because this situation was completely unexpected.

She anticipated Jiang Che's arrival, Bai Yuning's advance team, and the need to strengthen security measures.

But she never expected that Jiang Che, that little brat, would actually bring his grandfather along.

And they even brought soldiers with them.

It's like you're arguing with your neighbor, and just when things get really heated, they suddenly call over their uncle, who's a general, with a row of soldiers carrying guns behind him.

What are you going to use to argue with them?

"Old Jiang."

Ye Yunjin finally spoke, her tone devoid of the arrogance and domineering she had shown when facing Jiang Che and Bai Yuning, replaced by a restrained and polite calmness.

"I apologize for my rudeness; I didn't expect you to come in person."

"Ha." Jiang Zhenshan didn't appreciate Ye Yunjin's gesture. "If I hadn't come in person, my grandson and granddaughter-in-law probably wouldn't have been able to leave this house tonight, would they?"

Grandson, granddaughter-in-law?

Su Qinghe was nestled comfortably in Jiang Che's arms when she suddenly heard this address, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.

Ah... She had only met her grandfather for the first time, and he had already so directly acknowledged her identity?

The girl peeked half her head out from Jiang Che's arms and secretly glanced at the old man standing in the center of the crowd.

Although only a silhouette was visible, the sharp edge emanating from it was like a blade, sending chills down one's spine even from this distance.

Su Qinghe quickly pulled her head back in.

What a terrifying aura...