As she lowered her head, she thought to himself, 'It's a little strange. Why does he know Ye Jian?
'Are they close?'
Du Jiayi, who was puzzled, did not face them. When the three of them crossed paths, Du Jiayi subconsciously turned to the side and let the two of them pass first.
As soon as the conference room door was pushed open, Du Jiayi heard Ye Ying's sorrowful cries.
Ye Ying, who had been crying for a long time, had a hoarse voice. Facing her regiment commander and instructor, she almost complained about Ye Jian's case against her.
"Ye Jian, what do you want to say?" The person who spoke was the military school leader who brought Ye Jian to the capital city.
After listening to the complaints of this military arts recruit who had been in the army for less than a day, the leader's face darkened. "I've been listening to her complaints for nearly 15 minutes. Keep it short."
Ye Ying was just wasting everyone's time.
