Chapter 1215 - The Story of Ling and Heng (478)
Chapter 1215: The Story of Ling and Heng (478)
The newbies were still waiting for her to take them to morning training. Since Li Nanheng was fine, she would certainly choose to go back. Although Li Nanheng said that she could take a rest, she still wanted to finish her job. Since she had taken over the newbies, she must be responsible for them.
However, after they returned to the base, Li Nanheng received a call asking him to attend a banquet in Los Angeles that night on behalf of the Li family.
Feng Ling saw that apart from his hand injury, there was nothing wrong with him, so she just told him not to let his hand touch water and didn’t say much.
But Li Nanheng asked her to go to the banquet with him at night.
Feng Ling was about to refuse but he said that Ji Nuan would also go there with Mo Jingshen.
Feng Ling hesitated when she heard that.
She had planned to stay at the base to instruct the members who couldn’t keep up with the training process, but she hadn’t seen Ji Nuan for a long time. She wondered how Ji Nuan had been doing in the Mo family recently and guessed she must be very happy with Mr. Mo every day. Feng Ling really missed her.
In the end, she agreed to go to the banquet.
After that, Feng Ling turned around and was about to return to the training ground, only to catch a glimpse of a few newbies who sneaked out for a rest.
Feng Ling turned cold and stared at them crossly
The two people: “…” They were almost scared out of their pants.
In the end, they were kicked back into the training ground by Feng Ling and were ordered to do three hundred push-ups on the spot. After finishing it, the two lay exhausted on the ground like dead dogs.
Only an hour later, everyone knew that Feng Ling and the deputy drillmaster were chatting intimately outside the training ground just now and suspected if the deputy drillmaster seduced Drillmaster Feng with his pretty face, but how could Drillmaster Feng be so easily seduced? How could she fall in love… she must be still single… the deputy drillmaster must still be chasing her…
While these people were brainwashing themselves and training, Feng Ling stood calmly in front of the door and looked at each of them. If anyone’s posture was wrong, she would throw a stone on his arm’s acupuncture point, and the person immediately stood straight and dared not slack off.
At noon, the base canteen.
Feng Ling was eating. Wan Ke dared not approach her again after being warned, but Feng Ling actually didn’t hate him, so whenever she met him, she would nod at him.
However, some other boys sat next to her with their dinner plates, asking her this and that. Feng Ling answered them patiently, but when they asked her why she suddenly put on the high-collared clothes since it was not that cold in the uniform in the base, she was embarrassed.
Feng Ling secretly touched her neckline, worrying that the tooth marks and hickeys done by some bastard would be seen. If these boys saw them, she would be too ashamed to appear in front of them again.
“Well, I’m afraid of the cold,” She explained in a cold voice and then frowned: “Are you all idle? Just eat, OK? Why are you surrounding me? Can you just leave me alone?”
Seeing that she was impatient, the boys quickly retreated. They had planned to tentatively ask about her relationship with the deputy drillmaster but Feng Ling gave them no chance.
Because Feng Ling was almost murdered in the hotel, Li Nanheng went to investigate it personally, including that mysterious bank account.
So he didn’t come to train these newbies this morning. And in the afternoon, Feng Ling also trained them alone.
However, when she thought she was finally able to eat a meal quietly alone, the ‘deputy drillmaster’ suddenly appeared opposite her.
He was holding a cup of coffee in his hand. She looked at him, feeling gazes of the newbies cast on them from all directions. They were really curious about the real relationship of the two.
Feng Ling retracted her gaze but the man was still looking at her as if there was no one else around.
She glanced at the coffee cup in his hand and whispered, “You just had a fever last night, and you shouldn’t drink coffee so soon.”
“I’m not a patient, OK? It’s just a minor injury and I’ve already recovered this morning.” The man took a sip of coffee. He had already felt their gazes but didn’t care at all but continued to drink coffee calmly.
“Why don’t eat but sit opposite me in the canteen?” Feng Ling reminded him in a low voice to behave himself in front of the newbies.
The man just glanced at her and said indifferently, “I’ve found the owner of that bank account.”
“Who is it?” Feng Ling paused and looked at him.
Li Nanheng looked at her silently for a moment as if he was going to tell her something serious.
Feng Ling knew that if it was Feng Mingzhu, it meant that she was really the lost daughter of the Feng Family. Otherwise, Feng Mingzhu wouldn’t have tried so hard to kill her.
Li Nanheng’s slender fingers slowly rubbed the wall of the cup and said, “Feng Mingzhu.”