Chapter 1577 - 1592: Arriving with Special Effects, Like an Force 8 Gale

Chapter 1577: Chapter 1592: Arriving with Special Effects, Like an Force 8 Gale

When the two of them finished tidying up and came out of the bedroom, it was already close to noon.

Mu Xingfeng didn’t have the servants prepare food, but drove straight back to the old estate.

On the way, watching him drive with one hand and still holding her big hand with the other, An Ran suddenly remembered Mu Xingfeng from last night.

"Honey, next semester I’ll come study at Imperial Medical University, okay? In a few days Xiao Xiao will be here, I’ll talk to her and see if she wants to transfer over with me."

Mu Xingfeng’s grip on An Ran’s hand clearly tightened. He turned his head to look at the little woman beside him. "Okay."

That one "okay" was like a wisp of fresh breeze, blowing away all the gloom in his heart.

Over the next few days, An Ran stayed at the old estate, keeping the elders company as they discussed their wedding.

The Mu Family’s old estate had long since been decorated festively; it was even more jubilant than the Shen Family home and the villa, more elegant than when Mu Wanxin got married.

Even though Mu Xingfeng had applied to his commanding officer for marriage leave, he still had to run back to the Special Training Team from time to time to deal with some matters. Fortunately, the Special Training Team was just on the outskirts of the Imperial City, so the trips back and forth weren’t far.

The winter sunset gently spilled over the training field, and the three?meter obstacle wall on the field stretched out a long shadow.

An off?road vehicle sped past one side of the training field, kicking up a cloud of dust.

More than a dozen team members were squatting in the shadow of the high wall, muttering among themselves.

When Lin Junyang walked over, he saw a few guys standing in a circle, still arguing about something.

"Instructor, you guys can’t play favorites, and you definitely can’t use your authority to open a back door for yourselves."

"Exactly, we can’t compare to Deputy Captain Lin, he’s the captain’s brother whose head he’d bang on the ground for, but you’re different. We’re the ones who are the same as you."

Just then Ding Liang’s voice came from the side. "How are we different? In our Special Training Team, everyone’s brothers—brothers who live and die together. We don’t ask to be born the same year, same month, same day, we only ask to die the same year, same month, same day. Is there any bond deeper than that?"

"That’s why I’m saying, since we’re all the same, we have to be treated fairly. Besides, we heard about it last time—you three really made us brothers lose face in front of those female guards. This time we absolutely have to switch people, no matter what we’ve got to get back the face you threw away for us."

"Yeah, it’s not that we don’t trust you anymore, it’s that you’ve already lost our trust."

He Qing gave a light cough when he heard that. "As an instructor, let me say it. There really were some problems with what happened last time—especially that I went a bit too hard and made the female guards form a bit of an impression of our Special Training Team. So this time it should be up to me to change the way the female guards see us. As for everyone else, no favoritism, no bias—we’ll draw lots."

As he spoke, He Qing picked up a dead twig and, putting on a serious air, started making lots.

Just then, a pair of gleaming combat boots appeared in front of them. Looking up, he saw Deputy Captain Lin Junyang standing in front of him. Dressed in the most ordinary Guard Team duty uniform, he still managed to give off the aura of two meters eight.

Hahaha, worthy of being a big shot in the military—he comes with special effects when he appears, like a level?eight gust storming in.

Logically speaking, Lin Junyang’s status in the Special Training Team was on par with his, but who told his conscience to be guilty?

The moment he saw Lin Junyang, He Qing shot to attention, straightened his back, and gave a standard salute. "Deputy Captain."

With He Qing taking the lead, the others naturally didn’t dare slack off. One by one they straightened up and gave a crisp salute.