As soon as Huang Yanjun left, Zhao Long walked out of the shadow. He felt more and more that Chen Qiye had a big secret. Perhaps only his father knew this secret in the entire four districts and two counties of Donghai City.

But after several tests, his father refused to express his opinion. He could only bury the secret in his heart.

"Qianye, I suddenly want to ask you a question. You have to answer me honestly." Zhao Long laughed.

"you say."

"If Lin Chuxue and Huang Yanjun were left to you for choice, who would you choose?" Zhao Long smiled even more lewdly. He didn't dare to ask about Chen Qiye's big secret, but he didn't know the answer to this little secret of love and romance, and felt uncomfortable.

Huang Yanjun likes the God of War in the East China Sea. Everyone in Dongxing knows that he has spent a lot of rewards to inquire about Chen Qiye. As long as Chen Qiye reveals his identity slightly, it is estimated that the little princess and beautiful women of the Huang family will not be obediently in the bowl.

Chen Qiye glanced at Zhao Long and smiled and said, "I will choose my first snow."

"It shouldn't be"

Zhao Long looked disbelief. Behind Huang Yanjun is the richest man in the East China Sea. Who wants to marry her? She will fight for fifty years less.

Although Huang Tianxiong bowed his head to the East China Sea God of War, this only admits that he is the boss of the underground forces. On Baidao, the Huang family still has a very obvious advantage.

Moreover, Huang Yanjun is more beautiful than Lin Chuxue. Even a man should choose her.

Zhao Long said unwillingly, "Qianye, I mean, if you weren't married yet, who would you choose between Huang Yanjun and Lin Chuxue?"

"I'll choose my first snow." Chen Qiye said lightly.

Zhao Long was stunned. He was suspicious of life. He let Huang Yanjun not choose Lin Chuxue, which made no sense.

"Why" Zhao Long asked curiously.

"I have wanted to marry her since I was a child." Chen Qiye smiled.

He laughed, and Zhao Long laughed too, but Chen Qiye's smile obviously meant contentment, while Zhao Long's smile was obviously not convinced.

Just when Zhao Long was still trying to joke, a red Farase quickly turned back, and Zhao Long was so scared that he ran away quickly. He didn't want to be a light bulb here, or he might expose Chen Qiye's identity.

"This little girl Huang Yanjun is here again, you can chat slowly." After saying that, Zhao Long immediately flashed out.

"Chen Qiye, you big liar." Before the person arrived, Huang Yanjun shouted loudly.

Hulala, Huang Yanjun's windbreaker rolled up a few fallen leaves, and Xiang Chen Qiye was furious.

Chen Qiye said calmly, "Why did I lie to you?"

Huang Yanjun put his hands on his hips and rushed to Chen Qiye and said, "I called the manager of the horse farm halfway. The white horse that Shen Mingchao rode was born in Arabia, and the old horse you rode was born in Mongolia. The difference between these two places is 108,000 miles. These two horses are not relatives at all."

Chen Qiye was really amused and crying. Huang Yanjun was really endless. He just used his pressure to fool the young white horse. They were not the same breed at all, and of course they would not be relatives.

However, lies must be fulfilled.

"Maybe they have seen them before, or they have been together. When the white horse was young, they were bullied by the old horse, so they have a shadow in their hearts." Chen Qiye said.

This lie seems nonsense, but Huang Yanjun thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find any flaws, so he could only secretly scratch his ears and stare at him.

Because apart from this explanation, the little princess of the Huang family really couldn't find any other reason to object.

"I don't care. You've just lied to me anyway. You're so accurate in fortune telling. You have to do me a favor." Huang Yanjun said roguely.

"Tell me, look."

"Please help me calculate what the name of the East China Sea God of War" Huang Yanjun said fiercely with a pretty face.

First at Dongxing, and then at the racetrack, Chen Qiye’s predictions were very accurate every time. Huang Yanjun couldn’t figure it out, so he simply regarded Chen Qiye as a fortune teller.

Otherwise, how can he explain it, why he guessed so accurately every time.

Chen Qiye shook his head, "I am just a raised grandson of the Shen family, a waste. How could I know that even you, the daughter of the Huang family, don't know about it?"

Huang Yanjun said relentlessly, "I don't care. You can definitely calculate it if you are so sensitive."

Chen Qiye already knew about her love for the God of War in the East China Sea, but as he said to Zhao Long, he only had Lin Chuxue in his heart, how could he tell Huang Yanjun the truth?

The person who tied the bell must also untie it. Chen Qiye planned to let Huang Yanjun come out.

Chen Qiye asked, "Okay, even if I can have boundless magic powers and great magical powers, I can help you calculate the East China Sea God of War, then I would like to ask you Miss Huang, what do you want to do after you find him? You can always tell me this."

Huang Yanjun's pretty face was bloody, and she looked at the surroundings with no one, and said as if she was as thin as a mosquito, "I want to marry him."

"It is rumored that Shen Mingchao is the God of War in the East China Sea? Then what are you waiting for?" Chen Qiye smiled.

Shen Mingchao has won five consecutive victories in the East Star Arena. Whether it is dressing, skills, or military status, they are very similar to the God of War in the East Sea. Jiang Mengmeng has also matched each other several times. At the beginning, Huang Yanjun was willing to accept Shen Mingchao's pursuit, which is precisely because of this.

But she always felt that Shen Mingchao was almost like the real East China Sea God of War. Until today in the racetrack, she was 100% sure that Shen Mingchao was not the East China Sea God of War at all. Their differences were due to their demeanor.

Yes, it's demeanor.

The real war god in the East China Sea is filled with a strong aura, and his heart is like a valley. Standing on the East Star arena, he feels like he is dominating the world.

Shen Mingchao is stubborn and chicky, and always shows off in everything.

If the real war god in the East China Sea wanted to show off, he would have told the world long ago. Why should he wear a mask and hide his identity? He took it one after another many times

"Shen Mingchao is not the God of War in the East China Sea at all." Huang Yanjun said firmly with beautiful eyes.

Chen Qiye was funny. As expected, as he predicted at the beginning, Shen Mingchao and Jiang Mengmeng's little cleverness could not be hidden from Huang Yanjun.

"Miss Huang, it doesn't matter whether Shen Mingchao is the God of War in the East China Sea." Chen Qiye said.

Huang Yanjun was stunned and asked Chen Qiye, "What is important."

"Who do you want to marry?" Chen Qiye said seriously.

Huang Yanjun suddenly discovered that Chen Qiye's lazy eyes had become as deep as a starry gem, as if he could see through the secrets hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

Huang Yanjun almost fell into it, and hurriedly changed his sight. The dead duck said stubbornly, "I want to marry the God of War in the East China Sea, Chen Qiye, are you interested in asking this question repeatedly?"

"Does he know you, you don't even know his name or appearance? What qualifications do you have to say that you want to marry him? Is it because you are beautiful and the little princess of the Huang family?"

Chen Qiye shook his head and said, "Huang Yanjun, not everyone in this world will accommodate you except your family. I hope you respect yourself and love yourself, so that others will love you."

Chen Qiye felt that he had finished what he should say, so he planned to leave. If Huang Yanjun was still obsessed with it, he would have a clear conscience.

Chen Qiye's words, every word of the word, made Huang Yanjun's face turn red, turned red, and turned green again, like a rainbow after the rain, which is indescribable.

However, he still underestimated Huang Yanjun's temper.

"Chen Qi, Ye, you bastard, why do you say I don't love myself? Even my grandfather dares. What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"

Huang Yanjun pointed to Chen Qiye's nose and cursed, "Is it just your feudal wedding with Lin Chuxue?"

Through Jiang Mengmeng, I learned that Chen Qiye and Lin Han Chuxue were arranged to marry, and you didn’t even have the qualification to fall in love freely. What do you think that this princess doesn’t love herself?

Chen Qiye was too lazy to argue with a little woman, so he wanted to return to Shen's group just by raising his foot.

However, Huang Yanjun's temper became stronger and even Huang Tianxiong had to give in. How could she make Chen Qiye leave after scolding him?

"Chen Qiye, tell me clearly. If you don't explain it clearly today, I won't let you." Huang Yanjun stopped Chen Qiye and said.

“Get out of here.”

"Don't let."

"I'm saying it once, get out of the way."
Chapter completed!