Mu Xichen withdrew his foot and released Feng Yiran’s ankle.
Li Beinian heaved a sigh of relief and pulled him to the back, chiding, “What are you doing? He’s no match for you, why be so calculative with him!”
“Why are you so nervous?” Mu Xichen turned around and held her in his arms. He adjusted her military cap and said resentfully, “Are you only allowing others to provoke me and not allowing me to retaliate?”
Li Beinian was exasperated. Just as she was about to reply, she suddenly realized that there were many people looking at them.
She suddenly remembered that she was in the military zone!
Their current position… was rather ambiguous, ahhhhh!
Immediately, she pushed Mu Xichen away. Feeling a little embarrassed, she turned red.
She quickly stuffed the clothes back into his hands and ran towards Liu Wei.
Guan Yueyun’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Li Beinian.
Li Xueqing, on the other hand, was a little indignant, but she did not say anything. Her eyes darted around, as though thinking of something.
Amidst this, Jiang Chun was already helping Feng Yiran up.
Feng Yiran’s eyes were frighteningly bloodshot. He wiped them and said somewhat dejectedly, “I lost.”
He had lost completely.
Mu Xichen said as he put on his coat unhurriedly, “Your courage is commendable.”
Those words fell on Feng Yiran like a pile of heavy rocks, so that he was unable to raise his head.
His courage was commendable.
Did he mean courage to challenge him, or was he saying that he had the guts to seek trouble and not believe that Li Beinian was his woman?
Regardless of which, it was enough to completely crush Feng Yiran’s pathetic self-esteem.
Feng Yiran was breathing heavily as he gave a proper salute and shouted, “Reporting! I wish to apply for leave!”
Yang Dawu eyed the man for a moment and nodded. “Permission granted.”
Feng Yiran quickly turned around and walked out.
It was pouring outside and thunder was rumbling.
Rain drifted in from all the windows and fell on Feng Yiran, making him look particularly desolate.
With his departure, Li Beinian became the target of public criticism.
Almost everyone was looking at her.
She stood behind Liu Wei, her posture straight and her expression normal.
She was a little distracted, however, during the fight that followed.
Now that there was one person missing, there had to be someone to practice with the instructor.
As Jiang Chun fought with Yang Dawu, Jiang Chun panted and asked, “Instructor Yang, Feng Yiran is my junior. I can’t bear to see him like that. I’d like to ask, does Leader Mu like Beinian?”
Yang Dawu was silent for a moment, then he said, “The two of them are doing well. Tell that kid to give up.”
Jiang Chun understood. He shouted and went forward with all his might.
Li Beinian and Liu Wei were equally matched.
But as they fought, Liu Wei gained the upper hand.
Li Beinian was not in the groove.
Liu Wei could tell.
During the break, Liu Wei tossed her water bottle over and sat down beside her. “Feng Yiran is heartbroken. He’s serious about you.”
Li Beinian could tell of course.
And because she could tell, she was rather baffled and sighed.
Liu Wei took a sip of water and asked quietly, “The person you were out on a date with was Leader Mu, right?”
“Uh-huh.”
Liu Wei laughed and said, “He has good taste. He seems to like you quite a bit. Every time he comes, his eyes are on you.”