In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Mr. Han's sudden attack made Zhang Ruoyu frown.

Immediately, he threw a cigarette into his mouth and said with a cold expression: "Yes, I am Zhang Xiangbei, who is regarded as a god by the 30 Beimang troops and is hailed as the legendary God of War by the Chinese people!"

After saying that, his face showed vicissitudes of life, and his dark eyes seemed to be filled with mountains and rivers.

Han Jiangxue glared at Zhang Ruoyu angrily and complained in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, let's play and make trouble, can you please stop making fun of my savior? Even if you and General Zhang have a life-long friendship, General Zhang's body is still cold, you are so Damn, isn’t it a bit outrageous?”

Brother Zhang rolled his eyes, the vicissitudes of life on his face disappeared, and he said aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that I look like General Zhang in the video? Can't I cooperate with you?"

Han Jiangxue said calmly: "I just watched this video and felt that General Zhang's tone of voice and some of his expressions and behavior are really similar to yours."

"To be honest, you are not the first to praise me like this. In Beimang, many people think that General Zhang and I are brothers, with the same father and mother." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke and looked very proud.

But I felt a little frightened for no reason.

This girl has been with him day and night, and has gradually become familiar with her style and living habits.

As for General Zhang in the video, even if Brother Zhang deliberately hides it, he is still the same person, and he is the same person at the same time.

Others may not be able to see any clues, but Mr. Han can quickly catch the feeling of familiarity.

If we continue like this, there will only be more and more flaws in the future.

Without further ado, Zhang Xiangbei’s information must be completely banned from circulating in the market.

Otherwise, Mr. Han will catch himself sooner or later.

Listening to Zhang Ruoyu's answer, Han Jiangxue nodded lightly and suddenly changed the topic: "Could this video be taken by you pretending to be General Zhang?"

Since they look quite similar and have a good relationship with each other, it makes sense to take pictures under false names.

"What's the reason?"

Zhang Ruoyu frowned, this girl is not done yet, is she still holding on to her?

"Just make me happy." Han Jiangxue pouted.

"Are you going to die!?"

Zhang Ruoyu cursed loudly: "Mr. Han, can you save some face? General Zhang is an unparalleled soldier and has served the country and the people all his life. In order to make you happy, I pretended to be General Zhang and took a birthday video for you? Do you have such a big face?"

"Mr. Han, those Beimang elites in the audience are all watching. Do you think these military officials who have followed General Zhang for many years are blind? Can't you recognize the authenticity of General Zhang in the video?"

When Han Jiangxue heard this, she also felt it was unreasonable.

If it is really a fake, this is a crime against the honor of a national hero. The law does not necessarily require beheading. According to Beimang law, ten beheadings are not too many.

"Han Jiangxue, I don't understand. Is it so difficult to admit that you have a deep brotherhood with me, General Zhang? You would rather believe that I took this video under my own name, than that General Zhang regards me as your brother? Will you obey my words?" Zhang Ruoyu Furious.

"Okay, I believe you, can't you?" Han Jiangxue waved her hand, her little cherry mouth slightly opened. "I'm not a science and engineering girl. I like to carefully consider everything. Even if I have the slightest doubt, I want to get to the bottom of it."

"You have to focus on our divorce. I divorced you on the first day I entered your Han family!" When Zhang Ruoyu mentioned this, his heart instantly turned to despair.

Damn, with Mr. Han’s method, having a second child is easier than getting a divorce!

Brother Zhang has been in Beimang for more than ten years. How often has he not kept his word?Decisive to kill?

Even before joining the army, Brother Zhang was an outstanding academic, not to mention martial arts.

But now, he returned home with a great reputation and was very courageous. As a result, he even got divorced. Even though both parties had reached an agreement, they couldn't get divorced.

"Brother Zhang, you can't say that. Divorce must be based on personal feelings, right? Our marriage was blessed by our elders after all." Han Jiangxue squinted her eyes and looked at Brother Zhang, her red lips raised. "It's too hasty, and everyone loses face. If nothing else, let's take your aunt as an example. Is she someone who can fool cats and dogs? If you really want to play it big, your aunt won't break your legs?"

Zhang Ruoyu glared with hatred, speechless.

"Besides, why did someone from the Yanjing Lin family come to give me a gift just now?" Mr. Han was afraid of making Brother Zhang anxious, so he immediately changed the subject. "Except for Lin Meifeng, our Han family doesn't know any other Lin family members."

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows, knowing what Mr. Han meant.

But he kept silent and didn't answer.

Han Jiangxue glanced at Brother Zhang and muttered: "Don't you even know if your aunt is from the Lin family of Yanjing?"

Zhang Ruoyu took a puff of cigarette and said nothing.

He really didn't know and had never studied it.

When he was Zhang Xiangbei, he used ten thousand ways to investigate his aunt's background.

Investigate why she lived alone next door when she was 13 years old and never interacted with anyone except Zhang Ruoyu.

Investigate why she suddenly decided to go to Yanjing after joining the army and stayed there for ten years.

Where are my aunt's parents?

Where is my aunt's family?

She didn't say anything, and Zhang Ruoyu didn't ask anything.

Because of this, when he was Zhang Xiangbei, he did not pry into his aunt's secrets.

My aunt didn't say anything because she didn't want to let herself know.

He will always respect his aunt.

Ding dong.

At this moment, Zhang Ruoyu's cell phone rang.

What a coincidence, it was the WeChat message sent by my aunt.

"Have you received the gift? I have been choosing it for a long time, but I just don't know if Xiaoxue will like it."