My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, his body tensed subconsciously, and then a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"This illusion is so lifelike. The name of the Mirror Flower, Water Moon is indeed well-deserved."

Ye Chen showed a hint of joy in his heart, and then shouted in his heart: "Broken."

The sword light in front of Ye Chen's eyes was shattered, and then the hall reappeared in front of Ye Chen.

The piercing sound of the sword resounded in the hall, and the sword's body glowed brightly. Ye Chen felt a slight pain in his fingertips, and a drop of blood melted into the sword's body. Then the light on the sword's body dimmed, and all the strange images disappeared.

"The spiritual weapon recognizes its owner, this boy's luck is so strong."

A hint of jealousy flashed in Ji Wenyuan's eyes.

Quasi-spiritual weapons are extremely difficult to obtain on a daily basis, especially quasi-spiritual weapons like Jinghua Shuiyue. Even the Ji family would find it difficult to find one.

There are only a handful of masters who can possess quasi-spiritual weapons.

Even the Qingfeng sword in Dugu Huangtian's hand is only a quasi-spiritual weapon.

"What a great sword."

Ye Chen showed a look of satisfaction on his face, waved his sleeves, then closed the box and took it in his hand.

There were too many people at the scene, and it was inconvenient for Ye Chen to reveal the secret of the dragon pattern ring.

With the appearance of Jinghua Shuiyue, the atmosphere of the entire birthday banquet was pushed to its peak.

Just a rough estimate, this Ye family birthday banquet received at least a billion gifts.

This number is really amazing.

As every wealthy family came to celebrate their birthday, there was an endless stream of people at the entrance of Yinlong Villa.

At this time, in Yejia Village at the entrance of the villa, some foreign tribesmen were not qualified to enter Yinlong Villa, so they sat on the big rocks at the entrance of the village and watched the luxury cars passing by.

"Master Ye's birthday party is really spectacular. Most of the Yanjing aristocratic families are probably here. Guys, please work hard in the future and try to buy a luxury car like this."

An old man sitting at the entrance of the village took a puff of a low-quality cigarette and said with a smile to a group of children next to him.

"Grandpa Wang, what kind of car can you recognize?"

A confused child wearing flowery pants asked with suspicion: "I heard from my mother that you were a pig feeder when you were young."

"Little Guawazi, what do you know? I was feeding pigs in the army, can it be the same?"

The old man glared at the flowery pants kid fiercely, and said with a proud look on his face: "You may not think that the old man used to feed pigs, but his eyesight is not bad at all."

"The white car is a BMW, and the red tent car is a Lamborghini."

The old man pointed to the luxury cars passing by the village entrance and pointed them out to the children one by one, with a look of pride on his face.

Some of the older children knew some cars, and others who didn't knew them followed Old Man Wang and memorized many car logos.

"Grandpa Wang, what kind of car is that? This is the first time I've seen it today."

A slightly older primary school student pointed to a car approaching not far away and asked doubtfully.

Old Man Wang looked at the child's finger and was stunned for a moment, his eyes almost bulging out of his head.

"Is this a red flag car?"

Old Man Wang's hand holding the cigarette trembled a little, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Grandpa Wang, why haven't I seen this Hongqi car before?"

The child next to him asked doubtfully.

"There is no way ordinary people can ride in this red flag car."

When the red flag car slowly drove over, Old Man Wang took a close look at the license plate number of the red flag car.

A string of zeros appeared in Old Man Wang's eyes.

"This...this is the chief's car."

Old Wang's face changed.

The whole person shivered, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground without even noticing.

"Grandpa Wang, who is the leader you are talking about?"

A kid next to me asked casually.

"Don't ask questions. Children like you are not allowed to ask questions about such a big shot."

Old Man Wang said seriously, and then looked in the direction of Yinlong Villa with a shocked expression.

"Even such a big shot has sent people here. This Ye family's birthday banquet is really not simple."

Old Man Wang murmured to himself, the horror in his eyes not stopping for a long time.

As the red flag car entered Yinlong Villa, the face of the housekeeper outside the villa changed, and he hurriedly rushed into the courtyard of the villa.

"No, Master, Secretary Wu is here."

The housekeeper in charge of the report hurried into the courtyard and said to Ye Qingxuan.

"Secretary Wu? Which Secretary Wu?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment.

"The head of the family is that lord's secretary."

The housekeeper pointed in the direction of Zhongnanhai and said with a shocked expression: "That old man's red flag car has already arrived."

"What? Secretary Wu is here?"

Ye Qingxuan said with a shocked look on his face, and his voice couldn't stop getting louder.

"Secretary Wu?"

"Is it Secretary Wu? The chief actually sent a secretary here?"

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and even the people from the four major aristocratic families looked out the door with shocked expressions.

No one thought that Mr. Ye's birthday banquet would alarm any big shot.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit walked in from the courtyard with a scurrying pace, making a very extraordinary sound.

[UU Reading 00kxs] "Is it really Wu Zhong?"

Everyone gasped.

Even Mr. Ye was alarmed and stepped out of the lobby.

"Wu Zhong, you're actually here. Could it be that the chief has some instructions?"

Mr. Ye had a look of surprise on his face and laughed.

Chief?

A look of horror flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Mr. Ye's status in China is very important. There is only one person in China who can call Mr. Ye the leader, and that is the 95th Supreme from Zhongnanhai.

His old man actually sent his secretary to personally congratulate Mr. Ye on his birthday?

"Mr. Ye, today is your birthday. The leader is busy with important matters and cannot come in person. Let me come to wish you a birthday."

Wu Zhong said with a smile, his face full of respect.

"The chief is serious. National affairs are important. We must not delay important matters for the old man."

Mr. Ye laughed heartily and looked extremely happy.

"Secretary Wu, please come and sit inside."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and pointed toward the lobby.

"Master Ye, I still have important things to attend to. I am here today to congratulate Mr. Ye on behalf of the chief. I will not stay here for long. This is a painting that the chief personally drew for Mr. Ye. I will treat it as a tribute to Mr. Ye." A congratulatory gift from Mr. Ye.”

Wu Zhong handed over the painting in his hand and said with a smile.

"This is the first time I've seen the chief's paintings."

Mr. Ye laughed loudly, took the words from Wu Zhong's hand, and opened it immediately.

Suddenly, a vivid unicorn appeared on the screen.

"Is this Qilin?"

Ye Qingxuan glanced at it, with a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Wu Zhong hesitated for a moment and said meaningfully: "The chief congratulates Mr. Ye, the Ye family has a Qilin son."

There was silence in the courtyard. (To be continued)