The more Qin Yangjin thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He looked at his younger brother with a complicated expression, a mixture of sympathy and strangeness.

After all these years, whether it was during his school days or after he joined the army after graduating from military academy, it seems that he has never been seen with a female friend...

Qin Yangcheng didn't immediately grasp the deeper meaning in his words, nor did he notice his gaze. His mind was involuntarily preoccupied with how to train those idiots at the Nanjing Special Forces Brigade next month. So, absentmindedly, he casually replied, "Yeah, I'm not that interested in those girls."

Qin Yangjin felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and swayed as if she were about to collapse, “…”

Qin Yangcheng was lost in thought when he saw his elder brother sway twice as if he had lost his balance. He quickly reached out to support his shoulder and called out twice in a questioning tone, "Brother? Brother?"

Qin Yangjin couldn't hear anything anymore. He had been completely stunned by his younger brother's thunderous remark, and only one thought remained in his mind.

It's all over, it's all over, his Yangcheng family is completely doomed, it's going to die out...

...

Shangpinlou truly lives up to its reputation as the premier hotel in the capital. Whether it's its exterior and interior decor, the hotel's facilities, or the taste of its food, it is absolutely the best!

No one can deny that.

Shen Shaolin set off a little earlier than them, and naturally arrived much earlier as well.

Following Ji Muhan's room number, Shen Shaolin successfully found the room. Pushing open the door, he saw Qin Yangcheng sitting directly opposite, a faint smile on his lips, like a general commanding thousands of troops on the battlefield, a confident smile that inspired awe in everyone.

At the age of thirty-four, he was in his prime. In terms of appearance, Ji Muhan and Qin Yangcheng had some similar features, especially when viewed from the side. From a distance, it was easy to confuse the two.

However, upon closer inspection, one will notice that Qin Yangcheng's eyes are slightly upturned, and his face, which he likes to wear with a smile, is somewhat gentle, resembling an elegant gentleman from ancient times. He is as warm and refined as jade, yet it is as if a thin veil is veiled over his face, making it difficult to understand what he is thinking.

Shen Shaolin respectfully greeted him, "Major General."

"Thank you for coming." Qin Yangcheng said calmly with a faint smile on his lips.

Upon seeing him, Shen Shaolin instinctively stood up straight, saluted, and composedly replied, "You're too kind. It's us who have disturbed you."

He was used to Qin Yangcheng's attitude. Although Qin Yangcheng was Mu Han's uncle, the two had no similarities in personality. Ji Mu Han was cold inside and out, making people afraid to get close, while Qin Yangcheng always had a smile on his face, as warm as a spring breeze.

In fact, he had met Qin Yangcheng twice before. The two uncles and nephews did not get along like elders and juniors in private, but rather like good friends of many years, familiar and natural.

Li Yangcheng smiled. His handsome and upright face seemed to have been frozen in time, showing no signs of aging over the years. When he smiled, he still had the cheerful and generous spirit of a big boy. He waved his hand dismissively at Shen Shaolin's words.

"Alright, alright, there's no need for all that military stuff in private. I just wanted you guys to have a casual meal with this old man."

He had long since figured out the cunning nature of Shen Shaolin.

He'd heard these hypocritical and flattering words far too often in official circles; he was sick of them now.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shaolin immediately reverted to his usual carefree and nonchalant demeanor, raised an eyebrow, and subtly flattered, "You are too modest. You are in the prime of your life, how can you call yourself an old man?"

Actually, he wasn't flattering anyone; he was speaking from the heart. Someone like Qin Yangcheng, who was less than thirty-two years old and had already been awarded the rank of major general with real power, controlling the joint operations staff of several special brigades in the military regions, had been in the army for less than eight years.

Even after being promoted several times and reaching positions that many people could never achieve in their entire lives, he remains the first person to achieve this in recent years.

No one has been able to reach his speed to this day.

Oh no, there will be a second one, perhaps even one who can surpass Qin Yangcheng's achievements. What frustrates him most is that Qin Yangcheng seems to have hardly changed in the past few years, somewhat like the ageless male god often praised online. Even he has to admit defeat in front of him...

Qin Yangcheng couldn't help but chuckle. Although he was already in his thirties, there wasn't a single wrinkle at the corner of his eyes. On the contrary, due to his years of service in the high command of the military, the passage of time had given him a mature charm that exuded a unique aura of a man, with a subtle presence and the demeanor of a general.

Yet it is not overly powerful, so as not to put immense pressure on those around it. Everything is just right, like a clear spring flowing gently and calmly, making people feel approachable and relaxed.

This is the kind of temperament that Shen Shaolin lacks—the so-called demeanor of a great general!

He laughed for a while before shifting his gaze from Shen Shaolin's face. He then calmly looked at Qi Guang and the others who had remained silent, and said to them with a slight smile, "I won't go through with that today. I'm getting tired of seeing it every day in the army. You guys can relax and don't need to feel restrained in front of me."

He was already used to Qi Guang and the others being too reserved. Last time, a private even stopped talking as soon as he saw him. Compared to that, the others were quite calm...

At least on the surface, things look pretty good; they haven't lost their composure...

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