The Romantic Soldier King

Hearing his father's words, Jiang Chuyao almost fainted from anger, and didn't fall down until he held onto the wall. She had not expected that her father would be so heartless as to completely ignore her as a daughter. These words broke her heart. Silent tears immediately flowed out of her beautiful eyes.    

    

As the saying goes, tiger poison is not yet eaten. For money, Jiang Shan really planned to sell his daughter off. This kind of father was worse than a beast. Ye Cheng's face did not have the slightest expression, he coldly stared at Jiang Shan, and his gaze was like a sword that pierced into's heart.    

    

Jiang Shan was immediately frightened, and instinctively realized that this man was not simple, and felt uncomfortable being stared at.    

    

Rather than suffer and suffer alongside a father that was inferior to a pig or dog, it was better to let the Xiao Yao leave him as soon as possible. Ye Cheng said indifferently: "Alright, I will buy the Xiao Yao. Name your price!"    

    

Jiang Shan rolled his eyes, summoned up his courage and stretched out a finger, saying: "One million, I won't sell it for even a single cent less."    

    

Ye Cheng nodded without hesitation: "Deal."    

    

Seeing that Ye Cheng agreed without even thinking, Jiang Shan immediately regretted it. A million was simply too little. He racked his brain and tried to think of a way to get more money.    

    

Ye Cheng said coldly: "But you have to make a contract with me, break off your father-daughter relationship with Xiao Yao, and we will never have anything to do with each other again."    

    

He had his own plans to let Jiang Chuyao completely see through the cold-blooded and heartless expression his father had on his face. He decided to let Jiang Chuyao supervise the finance of the pub so that she could gradually replace You Nianyun. In the future, she could thoroughly manage the finance of the bars. In order to prevent Jiang Chuyao from having the idea of moving the finance of the bar to this gambling addict of his, putting forward this request, it would make the Xiao Yao completely disappointed.    

    

"That won't do. In the future, I'll have to rely on my daughter to support my family!" Jiang Shan was secretly delighted that the chance had come. However, if you want me to break away from Xiao Yao, that's fine too. You have to add money, and another million. "    

    

Ye Cheng ruthlessly looked down on Jiang Shan and said: "Alright, two million then. You can come and get the money later."    

    

Jiang Shan was overjoyed, in his opinion, breaking off the father-daughter relationship with Jiang Chuyao in writing was simply something not worth mentioning. When he needed money in the future, as long as he begged his daughter, Xiao Yao would definitely save him when he saw that he was about to die.    

    

Inside the bedroom, Jiang Chuyao who was leaning on the wall was already crying silently. She covered her mouth, trying not to cry. Not only did her father sell her to someone for money, he even broke off their relationship. She had completely given up all hope for Jiang Shan.    

    

Immediately, Ye Cheng brought Jiang Shan and found a bank near the residential area. They took out two million from the bank card they carried around, but did not immediately give it to him.    

    

Jiang Shan looked at the bundles of red notes, his eyes almost popping out as he gulped down his saliva. He had never seen so much money before.    

    

Ye Cheng borrowed a pen and paper from a bank clerk and wrote down two words. It probably meant that Jiang Shan sold his daughter to Ye Cheng for two million and broke off their relationship immediately.    

    

Jiang Shan hated that he couldn't immediately get his hands on the money. Without any hesitation, he signed his name on the money and laughed foolishly.    

    

When the two of them returned to the small district, Jiang Chuyao was squatting down below with tear stains on his face and his empty eyes staring lifelessly at the ground.    

    

Seeing her daughter in such a state, Jiang Shan felt upset. He opened his mouth, but was unable to say anything. However, when he looked at the two million in cash in the black bag, he immediately felt that it was worth it. For a daughter to be able to exchange so much money, he regretted not having had so many daughters back then.    

    

Ye Cheng supported the heartbroken Jiang Chuyao into the car, and comforted him: "Xiao Yao, don't cry, I also didn't think your father was such a person. Perhaps leaving this home is a good thing for you."    

    

Jiang Chuyao leaned weakly against the backrest, absent-minded, and whispered in a sad and beautiful voice, "Home? "How do I have a home? I don't have a home anymore. I don't have family anymore.    

    

"Looking at Jiang Chuyao's pitiful appearance, Ye Cheng's heart ached. I was also an orphan and had never had a home. I had never even seen my parents, and I didn't even know who my parents were. If you wish, you can consider me a relative. "    

    

Jiang Chuyao silently stared at the roof of the carriage, his eyes were filled with grief and pain.    

    

Ye Cheng continued to console her: "Xiao Yao, be stronger. Right now, you might feel lonely and helpless, pained and grieving, but all of this is temporary. "Life is just like this. There are so many hardships and hardships, you have to learn to be strong and face them. You have to quickly walk out of the pain ?"    

    

He knew that no matter how he comforted Jiang Chuyao, he would not be able to heal her wounded heart.    

    

After a long period of silence, Jiang Chuyao finally said in a low voice, "I want to go to the seaside."    

    

"Alright, I'll go with you."    

    

Ye Cheng started up the car and brought Jiang Chuyao to the blue ocean.    

    

Jiang Chuyao sat on the beach with his arms wrapped around his legs, staring at the sky above the ocean, his mind at a loss. The sea breeze blew her long hair, dancing gently. Her pure face was filled with endless sadness, and I felt pity for her.    

    

Ye Cheng silently accompanied her as she watched the waves fall, the clouds roil and the seabirds fly.    

    

For the whole afternoon, the two of them sat by the sea side by side like lovers, watching the sea until sunset.    

    

As the temperature gradually grew colder, Jiang Chuyao couldn't help but shiver as he tightly hugged his body.    

    

Ye Cheng took off his shirt, lightly draped it over her shoulders, and said with concern: "Xiao Yao's Tianliang [1], let's go back now!"    

    

Jiang Chuyao took a deep breath, stood up, and revealed a tragic and beautiful smile. elder brother Ye, thank you for accompanying me for the entire afternoon. The sadness in my heart is gone with the wind, tomorrow will be another beautiful day. "    

    

Ye Cheng suddenly grabbed Jiang Chuyao's hand tightly, and said with a determined tone: "I will be your relative from now on, no one can hurt you again."    

    

Jiang Chuyao did not struggle and allowed him to pull her. She suddenly saw Ye Cheng's chest that was full of scars. She said in shock, "Big Brother, why do you have so many scars on your body? It must hurt a lot when I got hurt, right? "    

    

Ye Cheng laughed: "These scars were all made when I was a soldier. When I was just injured, it hurt a lot, but it passed after a while after I endured it. "Look, isn't it better now?"    

    

Jiang Chuyao felt that his heart ached compared to Ye Cheng's pain, it was like a small witch seeing a great master. "Then quickly put on your clothes and be careful not to catch a cold."    

    

Ye Cheng did not relax his grip on Jiang Chuyao who wanted to take off his shirt. He shook his head and said, "It's alright, my skin is so thick, even if it's cold, I won't catch a cold. You should just wear it!"    

    

Just then, an unexpected change occurred. A robust man who was approaching the two of them quickly rushed over, holding a shiny dagger in his hand as he stabbed it at Ye Cheng's heart. While Ye Cheng was focused on Jiang Chuyao, he suddenly launched a sneak attack, and the attack was extremely ruthless.    

    

Ye Cheng simply did not notice this man's presence, but the sharp senses he had developed over the years immediately recognized the danger. Raising his leg as fast as lightning, he kicked fiercely at the wrist of the man who had assaulted him.    

    

The man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his dagger flew high into the air before landing on the beach.    

    

Ah!" The sudden change scared Jiang Chuyao, causing her face to turn pale with fright.    

    

When the man saw that the blow had failed, he did not linger on the fight. He turned around and ran.    

    

Ye Cheng had already seen the man's face clearly, the moment he turned around, he felt that the man's profile was extremely familiar. With a thought, he immediately realized that this man was the real culprit who killed Hao TengShun.    

    

"Don't even think about leaving if you dare to show your face!" In the blink of an eye, a ten centimeter long sharp throwing knife appeared in his hands.    

    

A cold light flashed past and the throwing knife flew out, slashing through the air and piercing into the man's back. The entire blade sank into his flesh, leaving only the hilt exposed.    

    

Then, the running man fell onto the beach with a 'plop' and started wailing miserably. He struggled to stand up, but realized that his lower body didn't seem to be his own. He had lost all feeling.    

    

Ye Cheng's blade directly pierced into the man's mingmen acupoint. Once this acupoint was hit, it would cause paraplegia. He didn't have to worry about the man escaping at all. He first comforted Jiang Chuyao: "He didn't scare you, right?"    

    

Jiang Chuyao steadied his heart, and strongly shook his head, and asked: "Who is he? How could they attack you for no reason at all? "    

    

"He might be a lunatic, don't worry about him." This man was obviously not crazy. What Ye Cheng had said was just to make Jiang Chuyao feel at ease. He felt that this person was nimble, ruthless, and carried a murderous aura. There was a high chance that he was an assassin.    

    

Jiang Chuyao anxiously took out his phone: Why don't we call the police?    

    

"Let me do it!" Ye Cheng took out his cell phone and immediately dialed An Ningxuan's number. In front of Jiang Chuyao, he had simply told An Ningxuan that he had met with an attack by the sea. However, the culprit had already been subdued and told her to bring the person away.    

    

"Wait here for me. I'll go take a look." Ye Cheng released Jiang Chuyao and leisurely walked towards the fallen man.    

    

"Brother, be careful." Jiang Chuyao suddenly felt that Ye Cheng must have a lot of stories on him, giving her a mysterious feeling that she couldn't understand.    

    

Ye Cheng nodded, reassured Jiang Chuyao, and came to the man's side. He bent down and pulled out the throwing knife s, but the blade was not stained with any blood. He turned his hand, and the throwing knife disappeared. Who exactly are you? "    

    

The man clenched his teeth, not saying a word.    

    

Ye Cheng laughed coldly: "You think that just because you didn't say anything, I wouldn't know that you are a killer?"    

    

He noticed a peculiar expression flash across the man's eyes. From this, he was 100% sure that this man was the killer. Which assassination organization are you from? Who hired you to kill me? "    

    

The assassin would rather die than submit, "If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't think about asking me for anything."    

    

Ye Cheng teased: "If you want to die quickly, I won't let you die so quickly. I have a lot of ways to torture you, like I have to crush all the bones in your body inch by inch, do you want to try? "    

    

"There's no use in scaring me!" The assassin sneered.    

    

"You have quite the backbone. I hope that you can continue to be so stubborn. Truly, you will not shed tears until you see the coffin." Ye Cheng knew that if he did not give the assassin some special methods, he would not be able to get any information out of him.