Queen's favorite

Chapter 97 Offending Father
Qi Xingyan was surrounded by a group of instructors, they all changed into casual clothes, a group of big men, striding forward, aggressive, a glance, they are all long-legged soldiers with clear features.

Especially the man at the head and center, with a clear-cut face, hawk-like eyes, unruly, with a calm expression on his brows, with a slight hint of idleness at the corners of his eyes and brows.

He was surrounded by stars, and his long legs under his wide shoulders and narrow waist were particularly eye-catching. Next year Ming was dressed in simple clothes, but it gave him a noble and powerful aura.

Yi Zhantong was chatting with Mu Han in front of him, leaving Qi Xingyan alone behind him, his face tightened, and he walked, following Yi Zhantong's pace unhurriedly.

As if aware of the eyes that were looking at him, he tilted his head and frowned, his sharp eyes were like a sharp dagger, and he shot directly at the interviewer over there.

His expression couldn't help but relax slightly.

"Mr. Qi, that's Mr. President, don't look at it like that, you will be regarded as an enemy."

Instructor Liu couldn't help reminding him that the special forces around the president would treat him as an enemy, especially people with low status like them, whose legs trembled a little at a glance.

Unexpectedly, Mr. President looked this way. The president who has always been tough in the international arena turned out to be very gentle, and the special forces protecting him greeted this side very respectfully.

The students in front were flattered and kept praising Mr. President for being close to the people.

At that time, President Qi was a little surprised. He didn't expect this kid to disappear for so long, and he finally saw a living person.

But he was still a little angry. The kid looked at him like he was looking at an outsider. He was very strange. When he saw him kissing Lao Tzu, he didn't come over to say hello.

The secretary seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled, "Mr. President, the young master may be on a mission, so it's not convenient to come here."

Even though he took the position of the president of the country, this Mr. President still misses his family affection, and he is brooding about his son not saying hello to his father.

Pursing his lips, he turned around arrogantly, his son didn't greet him, and he ignored him.

My heart is silently distressed.

In order to establish his prestige in the army, Qi Xingyan conducted many missions in secret, few people knew about it.

Unless someone is needed, other than contacting the headquarters, even calling home is a few words, and the frequency is very small.

In a few years, he was promoted to a senior colonel, but three times he applied for the international medical team to save his son's life.

He put his life aside.

Qi Xingyan withdrew his gaze, his expression was indifferent, he ignored Mr. President's greeting, instead he frowned, and expressed his opinion to Instructor Liu, "I'm afraid this president doesn't have much strength."

The tenderness in the corner of his eyes looks like that kind of weak person. In the international arena, such a president will suffer. The strange thing is, why didn't he step down?
Instructor Liu's expression froze, slightly embarrassing.

What is he going to say?
What should he say?
Also, what can he say?
In a class, there are four tables, and the instructor sits at one table.

Everyone ate quietly, Shu Yan and Yi Yanke went over there to ask the price, and they opened their mouths slightly in shock when they heard that it was worth tens of millions.

Then the two sat down and made up their minds that Yi Zhantong couldn't afford to invite this meal. Even if everyone joined in, no one would be willing to pay 100 million yuan per person.

Anyway, it was all agreed by them before.

Qi Xingyan originally wanted to sit at the same table with the instructor, but he frowned, and directly pushed Mu Han to sit with the instructor, and sat next to Yi Zhantong calmly.

(End of this chapter)