On The Way To Seek Death

"Great, give me a ride, please."

"Get in."

After they got into the car, Ning Wenhao looked at Ling Pinyuan's sweaty face despite the cold weather. Although the swelling in the middle of her face subsided, the bridge of her nose still looked very bruised. He asked curiously, "What happened to you?"

Ling Pinyuan endured the grievance that threatened to escape from her and said in a stubborn and strong tone, "I got punished."

Although Ling Pinyuan was the eldest daughter of a wealthy family in Jiang District, she was willing to suffer from pain and had high expectations for herself. She was also very nice to her comrades, so she was quite popular among her peers.

Ning Wenhao raised his brows slightly. Seeing her pretending to be strong yet aggrieved, he asked concernedly, "The day a model female soldier like you receiving punishment actually arrived? Tell me, what's wrong?"