A dreamless night.

When the loud military horn sounded on the big playground, Qin Ye turned over and woke up.

The lower abdomen is still stuffy and painful, but it's much better than yesterday.

Not to mention, the fever has subsided, and I have slept beautifully, which is indescribably comfortable from head to toe at this time.

Thinking about what to do on this day, Qin Ye hesitated, and there was a knock on the dormitory door.

The voice was faint, as if it were tentative.

Qin Ye stepped forward and opened the door.

Outside the door, Mo Yi carried a packing bag, "Ye Shao, your breakfast." ”

Knowing this, the people in this building either went to military training or went to class, and it was impossible for anyone to see it, but Qin Ye was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After all, at the door of the dormitory building, there are huge words "outsiders are not allowed to enter".

"I don't have to deliver it at noon, I'll just go to the restaurant and eat it myself."

Chongmo waved his hand, Qin Ye finished washing, and while eating breakfast, he sent a selfie to Jun Moting with a hundred times more energy.

Baby: Brother, I'm already well, today is another day of life!

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Baby: Brother, you're busy with you, don't worry about me!

In the conference room of the administrative office, seeing the few WeChat messages on the screen, Jun Moting's face was gloomy for a moment.

When they are not together, they say sweetly that they think about him all the time, and they want to stick together with him and not separate.

It's only been three days since he arrived in the imperial capital, so is this annoying to him?

It is said that women are fickle, and this little thing is not much better!

Everyone who was in a meeting suddenly felt that the temperature in the conference room was a few degrees lower, and they all looked at Jun Moting, who was sitting at the top of the room.

I saw his somewhat cold face.

The Minister of Information, who was making the report, did not know what he had said wrong, and when he spoke again, he became even more nervous and even began to stutter.

No one guessed what was going on, but Du Manxi vaguely felt that it was related to Qin Ye.

A flash of thought flashed in his eyes with his head lowered.

If the previous Jun Moting was like a piece of armor made of dark iron, invulnerable, then now he has a weakness.

Qin Ye is Jun Moting's biggest weakness!

So, what if Qin Ye is ruined?

President Jiang Honglu successfully ascended to the presidency through the old man Jun and the Jun family behind the old man.

My father wanted to sit on the position of prime minister, so he pinned his hopes on Jun Moting and wanted to add some bargaining chips to himself through a political-political marriage.

Since Jun Moting is so ignorant of lifting, why don't they change their thinking?

Ruined Qin Ye, it would be effortless to knock down Jun Moting.

And Jun Moting is the hope of the Jun family.

If Jun Moting is ruined, what will the Jun family and the old man Jun look like?

Without the Jun family, what waves can Jiang Honglu, whose term of office is about to expire, set off?

As if seeing the dominoes falling one after another, Du Manxi's face burst out with a blazing light.

On that day, she became the president's young lady, and Jun Moting, who once didn't even give her extra eyes, what would she look like when she came to her?

begging her to change her mind?

Or, do you regret that you once had no eyes?

Whether it is the former or the latter, even just thinking about it, it makes Du Manxi feel a sense of relief.

I didn't even know when the meeting ended, and when Du Manxi came back to his senses, there were few people left in the conference room.

Slowly exhaling the turbid breath in his heart, Du Manxi turned around and walked out.

The ambition in his eyes pressed into his heart.