Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

For a moment, the entire team was full of sorrow.

Qi Yuan stood indifferently, as if he didn't hear him, whistling to clean up the team.

Because of Si Wenxuan's foul, the half-hour standing military posture was added to an extra hour.

The other teams had already stopped and rested, but they were collectively punished for Si Wenxuan's airing.

The weather is hot, standing in a military position under the scorching sun, sweating like rain, some people have been dizzy from the sun.

Especially looking at the students of other departments sitting and resting under the shade of the tree opposite, it was even more tormented.

Almost without Qi Yuan's deliberate guidance, in an instant, everyone hated Miss Si Wenxuan's unreasonable and vexatious behavior!

Even if you are the president's daughter and have a distinguished status, her collective interests are violated by her alone. As the culprit, she must bear the anger and hatred of everyone.

This is Qi Yuan's tactic to deal with this kind of young lady's temper.

She is the president's daughter, and he can't do anything to her, but that doesn't mean others can't.

The collective strength seems to be scattered, but once the mutual interests are involved, it can also be twisted into a rope.

Standing in the shade, Yun Xi looked coldly at Si Wenxuan who was still suffering, because she made a mistake alone and was punished collectively.

I'm afraid the people who complimented and flattered her originally regretted it now, right?

She should be glad that Mu Feichi didn't come at this moment, but if he was coming, she could only be more ruthless!

Just when she thought that Mu Feichi would not come, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became noisy, and everyone looked over to the other end of the playground.

In the green group of freshmen in camouflage uniforms, a arrogant figure appeared in the field of vision.

The black wide-brimmed sunglasses cover most of Qingjun's face, and on the dark green camouflage combat uniform, the badge that belongs to his military young marshal, reflects his awe-inspiring aura that is not easy to reveal as a soldier, arrogant and domineering!

After a pause, he walked around the crowd and quickly found Yun Xi's figure.

He didn't walk over, the tall figure quickly walked towards the dark green team in front of him, the soldier's gait was straight and tenacious.

Standing in front of this group of unseemly voices, sharp phoenix eyes swept to the young faces in the team, and the sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people.

A kind of innate majesty that belongs to a soldier, spontaneously arises.

Si Wenxuan, who was standing at the front, collapsed as soon as she saw Mu Feichi appearing. She walked over to him aggrieved, accusing Qi Yuan of being cold-blooded and ruthless.

The team that had been holding on for almost an hour, just because of Si Wenxuan's sudden action fouled again, Qi Yuan rudely blew a whistle, pointing at Si Wenxuan to return to the team!

All of a sudden, the crowd filled the sky with grief, all of them murmured and complained at Si Wenxuan.

Si Wenxuan was also annoyed. She had never received such severe training, so she always felt that Qi Yuan was deliberately targeting her!

But she doesn't understand, this is discipline!

As a soldier, obedience to orders and strict discipline are instinctive, and he is training them now for their own good, in order to let them know what is principle and what is discipline.

It's a pity that Si Wenxuan was so spoiled that she didn't understand the duties of a soldier at all, let alone what discipline was.

Because she committed another foul by herself, the team's punishment was escalated to an hour and a half. Someone in the crowd had already passed out, and those who had not fainted kept scolding Si Wenxuan for being stupid.

Si Wenxuan couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly walked in front of Qi Yuan, "Why! Isn't it almost an hour? Plus the penalty for fouls has already exceeded an hour, Qi Yuan, don't go too far!"

"Miss Si, this is discipline. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to file a complaint against me. I have a clear conscience."

"Brother Chi..." Qi Yuan's uprightness left Si Wenxuan speechless, but he couldn't swallow the breath, so he turned around and complained to Mu Feichi.

"Look at him, it's too much! How can you treat us like this! We're not his soldiers!"