Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!

Unwilling to give up, Ye Ying looked around. From the corners of her eyes, she saw a familiar figure passing through the security gate. When she looked carefully, however, she didn’t find anything.

“Still looking for her? If she’s really here, you can just say hello to her openly. Besides, what’s there to be surprised about if she’s really here? School is still in session. It’s normal for her to fly to school to report.”

It was because she was taking a plane to report to school that it was abnormal! How could she afford a plane ticket?!

Ye Ying didn’t dare to say it out loud as she was afraid that she would be criticized again. She looked in the direction of the security check and left.

Ye Jian and the other two boarded the plane at 12:40 pm. At around 3 pm, Ye Ying called Sun Dongqing, who was cleaning the living room. She told her that she had already boarded the plane and would call back when she reached the capital.

Sun Dongqing, who was sitting on the sofa, picked up the postal package they had received in the morning and placed it on the coffee table. She said to Ye Ying worriedly, “Okay, okay. Take care of yourself. Don’t be afraid to tell your father if anything happens! I’ll be here to take care of your father!”

The voice was so loud that Ye Zhifan, who was turning off his phone, heard it clearly. He ignored the magazine that he had taken to read.

It took more than three hours to travel from the Southern Province to the capital city. It only took a few minutes to travel from the Southern Province to the city where Ye Jian’s school was. At this moment, Ye Jian and Song Zhiqiu had already arrived at the school gate. They watched Yang Heng leave.

The National Science University implemented military management that was the same as in the troops. Unauthorized people were not allowed to enter the school at any time. Even if Yang Heng wanted to go in and take a look, he had no choice but to go out and play alone.

“How lonely. I told him not to travel with me, but he didn’t believe me.” Song Zhiqiu clicked his tongue gloatingly and smiled at Ye Jian. “However, my cousin has friends everywhere. Don’t worry, he’ll definitely call me later to tell me that he has a playmate.”

That was true. Yang Heng was very popular in high school. Wherever he went, he would have a group of friends with him.

After picking up the luggage containing the student’s military uniform, Ye Jian smiled and said, “Let’s go and start the new semester.” She lowered her voice and turned around. Her gaze instantly turned extremely cold as she looked at the road.

The moment she turned, she felt someone staring at her.

As school was about to start, countless motorcycles were parked at the school gate. Even if Ye Jian felt that someone was staring at her, she couldn’t catch the person immediately.

A nondescript black car eased past the curb, and its glass window slowly rose. A man in sunglasses was sitting in the back. He calmly instructed the driver, “Back to the hotel.”

The driver, who was driving with white gloves, replied respectfully, “Yes, sir.” He increased the throttle a little and drove into the traffic.

The man in the sunglasses took out his phone and dialed a set of numbers. Then, he said in a slightly gloomy voice, “I saw her. She looks like her mother.”

Just saying that made him laugh again for no reason. “But she looks a little trickier to deal with than her mother.”

The person on his phone said something. The man in sunglasses said calmly, “There’s no need to keep an eye on Ye Zhifan for the time being. He didn’t interfere in Sun Yaozu’s matter. As for his daughter, we’ll see how it goes when she reaches the army.”

The man’s voice was not young. It was low and slightly hoarse. It sounded cold and sinister as if every word was filled with traces of scheming.

At that moment, Sun Dongqing picked up the package on the coffee table and cut it open with scissors. For some reason, when she saw the videotape, her eyelids suddenly twitched. When she was not paying attention, her fingers were even cut by the scissors.