The leader stepped forward with utmost respect, removed his hat, placed it in front of his chest, and gave a standard military salute with ramrod straight posture.
"Young Master Ye, the Commander-in-Chief heard that you have returned and specially sent us to bring you home."
Ye Minghan slightly lowered his brows and nodded slightly to the newcomer, Deputy Zhang, as a response.
Upon receiving the signal, Yang, who was standing behind Zhang, immediately stepped forward and stood behind his young master's wheelchair. He gripped the wheelchair handles with both hands and carefully pushed it down the landslide.
Hua Qingyan, standing beside the wheelchair, kept her head down and followed along.
Lieutenant Zhang paid no attention to the young girl who appeared beside Young Master Ye, assuming she was just a newly hired maid.
The group disembarked in a grand procession, boarded imported cars, and returned to the Ye family mansion.
Under Ye Minghan's orders, Hua Qingyan was able to sit in the same car as him as she wished.
She and he sat in the spacious back seat, while Lieutenant Yang sat in the passenger seat.
During that short 30-minute drive, the girl sitting in the back seat seemed to be seeing the future.
The streets here are paved with tiles; they are clean and spacious.
The surrounding buildings are tall and exquisite.
The pedestrians walking on the street are all dressed in glamorous attire.
It was a world apart from what she had seen in Yuncheng.
There are also many department stores, dance halls, and restaurants here, all decorated in a very unique style.
Even the servants of the mansions shopping on the street wore brand new and bright clothes.
Having lived in a small county for seven years, I now truly understand the vast differences.
As the car turned the corner, a vast estate came into view.
That colossal structure stands at the heart of Jiangdong's lifeline.
With mountains behind us and a wide-open space in front of us.
A magnificent and imposing mansion sits in the middle of the estate.
The soldiers guarding the iron fence checked the identities of the vehicles in front of them before saluting and letting them pass.
Because there was a driver in military uniform and Lieutenant Yang in the car, Hua Qingyan restrained herself throughout the journey and did not make any intimate moves with Ye Minghan sitting next to her.
Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be driven away by Commander Ye, whom she had never met, before she even went inside.
Judging from the information she had gathered on the ship over the past few days, the warlord Ye had never given a kind look to any woman who appeared beside his son.
He felt that no one in the world was worthy of his exceptionally talented and handsome son.
After the vehicle entered the manor, Ye Minghan, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed into the main house by Zhang, the adjutant, and headed to Marshal Ye's study.
Before he left, he had already instructed his adjutant, Yang, to take Yan Yan to his private courtyard.
Hua Qingyan walked along the clean and tidy bluestone path, looking at the neatly trimmed flower beds on both sides, and felt as if she had returned to the modern era.
The decoration and layout here are very novel and unique.
Upon entering the courtyard, which resembled a modern villa, she surveyed the surroundings. It was quiet and deserted, with few decorations, just a few trees, and not a single flower.
That's definitely his style.
He disliked anything flashy or frivolous, but in his past life, he had always indulged her, spoiled her without limits, and arranged all sorts of romantic scenes for her.
She looked up at the three-story villa in front of her; this was where she would live from now on.
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