Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Nan Fei looked at the five black suitcases on the ground, then at the man who was leaning against the Maybach’s door with an inscrutable expression.
“Take any one of them,” Zuo Qishen said calmly.
“Okay.” Nan Fei picked up one of the suitcases obediently. Then, she watched Zuo Qishen pick up two of them himself, and Lu Jiang picked up two of them as well. The three of them walked into the elevator up the stairs.
As the elevator rose, the number of floors kept increasing. Lu Jiang chatted with Nan Fei in a friendly manner.
“Miss Nan, what were you doing at home just now?”
“I just took a shower.” Nan Fei pursed her lips and glanced at the tall and handsome man beside her. “Then, your Commander Zuo called me down.”
“Oh, oh.” Lu Jiang scratched his head and thought for a while. Then, he said, “I had a little too much luggage. Sorry to trouble you.”
“It’s alright, it’s alright. It’s my duty.” Nan Fei waved her hand and smiled. “Commander Zuo even taught me how to shoot today.”
Zuo Qishen took a deep look at her. The corners of the woman’s eyes were curved, and the words she said were rather pleasing.
To think that she still remembered that he taught her how to shoot, her conscience had grown a little.
The elevator stopped at the 15th floor. Zuo Qishen watched as Lu Jiang placed the two suitcases in front of his house and coldly issued the eviction order. “You can leave now.”
Lu Jiang was stunned. He still wanted to see what his boss’ new parents looked like.
Receiving the army commander’s impatient and even colder gaze, Lu Jiang quivered and obeyed the order. He walked into the elevator again and went straight to the first floor.
Only Nan Fei and Zuo Qishen were left in the corridor. Nan Fei obediently placed Zuo Qishen’s suitcase in the middle of his house. Then, she raised her head and asked him tentatively, “Commander Zuo, should I go back too?”
Zuo Qishen did not answer her. He just looked at her and said indifferently, “Nan Fei, practicing marksmanship is not something that can be done in a day.”
Nan Fei nodded. “I know.”
As if she had thought of something, a light flashed through her mind, and her eyes lit up. “Commander Zuo, can you continue teaching me?”
She had thought that it would not be easy for Commander Zuo, who had a high position and authority, to teach her all morning. She had not expected him to have the intention to continue teaching her!
The woman’s undisguised happiness was reflected in Zuo Qishen’s pupils. The corners of his lips curved slightly, and a vague word came out from his throat. “Yes.
“Be more obedient, and I’ll continue teaching you.”
Nan Fei smiled with her eyes curved. At that moment, she even wanted to turn around and dance.
“I’m obedient!”
After practicing her marksmanship, she did not have to be afraid of Meng Hua anymore. Every day, she would place a gun under her pillow. If anyone dared to touch her, she would reward him with a bullet!
“Then, will you go to the training ground with me tomorrow?”
Nan Fei thought for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head.
“No. Commander Zuo, tomorrow the school will organize an excursion. I’m going to the art museum.”
During the sketch class today, the class monitor informed everyone that they were going to the art museum to do research tomorrow. The teacher had given them homework, and their fashion design class was going to start their personal collection.
The art gallery was the repository of the painstaking work of art masters from both ancient and modern times. It was the source of inspiration.
Although she skipped classes, most of the classes she skipped were theoretical ones with a lot of water in them. However, she would still attend practical and informative activities. After all, she really liked fashion design.
Whatever she liked, she would try her best to do well.
Zuo Qishen raised his eyebrows slightly. “I didn’t expect you to like studying so much.”
“Of course!” Nan Fei blinked. “I love studying. Studying makes me happy!”
For a poor girl like her who did not love her parents, she had to work hard to manage her own life.
She had to have a few sincere friendships and her own career.
Only then could she fill the gap left by her family.
“Commander Zuo, how about the day after tomorrow? I’ll go to the shooting range with you the day after tomorrow!”
Under the incandescent light in the corridor, the woman’s black hair was scattered. She raised her fair face and looked at him with a focused and expectant gaze.
Zuo Qishen paused for a few seconds and said in a low voice, “Okay.”
“Then I’ll go back now. Good night, Commander Zuo.”
“Good night.”