Chapter 1792
The Schoolgirl Secret Agent
Translator: 549690339
When everyone sat around two tables, the dishes were served.
GE Junjian ordered two tables of dishes because his university classmates had called the whole family over. There was definitely no room for one table.
Of course, whenever there was a gathering in this era, they would bring their entire family over to freeload. GE Junjian had already expected this, so the table was naturally prepared in advance.
There were only a few seats left.
After everyone sat down, GE Junjian looked around and saw that no one had arrived yet, so he asked,
âWhereâs old Zhang? Why havenât I seen him?â
Yun Jian was sitting next to Qin Yirou. She could feel that many women and young girls were staring at her with burning eyes.
âOld Zhang went to pick up his son from class! Heâll be here soon!âThe beer-bellied man who greeted GE Junjian said to GE Junjian.
When people reached middle-aged, especially those men who looked like big bosses, none of them could escape the fate of a beer-bellied man.
It was simply because life was too comfortable.
âGood, good, good!âGE Junjian nodded his head.
Usually, men sat at the same table and women sat at the same table. Today was no exception.
Yun Jian sat with Qin Yirou.
Xu Nina sat opposite Yun Jian and Qin Yirou.
âAre you officer GEâs wife?âAt this awkward moment, a woman looked at Qin Yirou and asked.
Qin Yirou nodded politely and replied.
âYou and officer ge both got married for the second time, right? Back then, officer Ge was pursued by people in our school! You can consider yourself lucky to get married for the second time!âThe woman looked at Qin Yirou and said with a smile.
After saying this, the woman turned to look at Yun Jian and changed the topic to Yun Jian:
âThen this must be the daughter of you and your ex-husband, right? Sheâs pretty, but she looks a little gentle and weak. Officer GE is a soldier, so itâs good that you and your daughter are gentle and weak. Haha! Officer GE is protecting her!â
The woman spoke in a strange manner. No one knew if she was praising Yun Jian and Qin Yirou or secretly mocking them.
However, everyone around them could hear one thing.
GE Junjian was indeed powerful, but Yunjian and Qin Yirou were obviously thin and weak people!
Hearing this womanâs words, Xu Ninaâs body trembled. She didnât know why she actually trembled when she heard these words.
This womanâs name was Wang Defang. Wang Defang was not GE Junjianâs university classmate. She was the wife of GE Junjianâs university classmate. Today, she brought her daughter to freeload.
After Wang Defang said this, she picked up a large pig trotter from the table and placed it in her daughterâs bowl. Then, she exhorted her daughter, who weighed 160 pounds, to eat:
âWenwen eats meat! Eat well. Your father is a soldier. You have to give your father some face!â
At least, she could not be like Yun Jian, who was obviously a weak and gentle person!
GE Junjianâs university classmates were all military school students, while the women were military doctors.
Wang Defangâs husband was GE Junjianâs university classmate, so naturally, he was a soldier.
It was just that Wang Defangâs husband wasnât as strong as GE Junjian, and his military position wasnât as high as GE Junjianâs. Therefore, Wang Defang was very envious.
âMom, last time at the Combat School, I defeated a boy!âZhu Wen looked at her mother, Wang Defang, very proudly. She bit the Pig Trotter and started to tear it.
âWow, our Wenwen is so powerful. She will inherit your fatherâs ability in the future!âWhen Wang Defang heard that, she even stretched out her hand and patted her daughter, Zhu Wenâs 160-pound body, she glanced at Yun Jian and Qin Yirou very proudly.
âSorry, we are late!âAt this moment, a man in formal clothes walked in from outside the door. There was a man standing next to the man. Obviously, it was the manâs son.
âItâs not late, itâs not late. Take your son and take a seat. Weâve been eating for a while!âGE Junjian waved at the man with a laugh and said loudly.
The manâs son glanced around lazily. However, under everyoneâs eyes, he seemed to have suddenly seen a big shot. He shouted as he walked toward the cloud note:
âGrandmaster! Grandmaster, youâre actually here!â
The manâs son was none other than Zhang Shaofengâs disciple, Zhang Jian, the silly fatty nicknamed âLittle Fatty.â.
After this exclamation, everyone around, including Wang Defang, who had just said that the cloud tabletâs text was weak, and her daughter, Zhu Wen, were all dumbfounded.