Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

The call was connected, and the other party's voice was capable and cold, "Principal Zhang, I'm Mo Siting."

When Principal Zhang heard this voice, he felt his back straightened.

It was obvious that the other party was only a 20-year-old young man, but Principal Zhang heard it, but for some reason, he could feel a sense of pressure through the phone.

Principal Zhang cleared his throat, "Major Mo, that's it. We can't control the transfer student you sent here."

"Oh?" Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, "Why can't I control it?"

"she……"

Principal Zhang didn't know the relationship between this transfer student and the Mo family, and he didn't dare to say anything rashly. I'm afraid that if Mo Siting knew, wouldn't it be him making a small report behind his back?

"Major Mo, our school is a key city center, and has always been very strict about grooming and hairstyle. Why don't you come over and have an in-depth talk with this girl?"

Mo Siting smiled heartily, "Principal Zhang, you have encountered a problem and the student wants to pass the burden back to the parents."

Principal Zhang just smiled embarrassingly.

What the young man said was straightforward, but it was also quite correct.

Mo Siting pondered for a moment, "I have a one-month vacation next week, and I will go back. Before that, take good care of her."

"Yes."

Principal Zhang hung up the phone and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

It was more tiring than talking on the phone with the Director of the Education Bureau.

It's true that after the general, the tiger father has no dogs.

…………

On the army's playground, a group of soldiers passed by, chatting happily.

Seeing Mo Siting approaching, he immediately stood at attention and saluted, "Hello instructor!"

Mo Si Ting glanced over, "Finished the physical training?"

"Report to the instructor, yes! We just ran [-] kilometers with a load!"

Mo Siting nodded, "Take a break and go to eat. After dinner, ask Mr. Li if there is anything else he needs to take care of."

"Yes!"

A uniform voice rang in my ears.

Mo Siting was wearing camouflage.

Some people tend to wear camouflage in a rustic way, but Mo Si Ting is different.

This young man was the best-looking man in the army. God gave him a handsome and perfect face and a strong body.

You know, two months ago, Mo Si Ting parachuted into this unit as an instructor. At that time, none of the soldiers were convinced, and everyone thought Mo Si Ting was a badass.

He looks so good-looking, can he be a soldier?Can you take them to train and fight?

Everyone is absolutely dissatisfied!

On that day, with a slight smile on his lips, Mo Siting took off his coat and put it neatly on the chair. Looking at the soldiers in line, the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up side by side.

"The wheel battle is still in the group, please go ahead."

His contemptuous and arrogant tone aroused the blood of the soldiers.

They sent the strongest and biggest man among them to fight Mo Siting first.

However, they were shocked.

I have never seen such clean and neat fighting techniques, fast and ruthless, no action is redundant, elbow strikes, side kicks, back flips.

The soldier who weighed almost twice as much as Mo Si Ting had already been overturned to the ground.

Everyone looked at the middle of the field in surprise, only to see the young officer caressing the folds of his shirt, and asked in a cold voice, "Is there anything else?"

Regardless of whether it was a wheel battle or not, many soldiers rushed over, as if their eyes were red.

However, one by one rushed up, and one by one was knocked down.

The failure that I have never experienced before, I experienced it in front of this new instructor.

A pair of twenty.

Mo Siting was a little embarrassed at the end, but he still won beautifully.

He glanced at the stumbling soldiers, his chin raised slightly, "Is there anything else?"

No one dared to speak.

They looked at the young instructor, picked up the military jacket on the chair, put it on neatly, buttoned it all the way to the top disciplinary button, turned around and left with a straight back.

Later, they found out that this is the champion of the National Military District Fighting Competition!

At the same time, he is the captain of the Lone Wolf Special Forces!

Major Mo Siting, the only one who survived the foreign drills in the Martha Primeval Forest and won the first-class merit at the youngest age!

From then on, no one in the military region dared to dissatisfy Mo Siting.

…………

Lin Qiao didn't get along well with his classmates at school.

Perhaps it was because her protective color was so strong that few people took the initiative to talk to her.

The head teacher changed seats once, and her deskmate was named Zhu Ting.

Zhu Ting didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to her.

But after borrowing Lin Qiao's books twice, the other party's attitude was gentle and friendly, and she finally let go of her heart. She felt that all the "big sisters" and "little sisters" outside were rumors, and it was easy to get along with.

Lin Qiao moved to the front row because of the seat adjustment, and the afro wig prevented the students in the back from reading the blackboard, so she called Su Zhaohuan and asked Su Zhaohuan to accompany her to the barber shop to have her hair done.

"Brother Zhaohuan!"

In the distance, Lin Qiao saw a tall figure under the street lamp, wearing a handsome leather jacket with his hands in his pockets, running towards Su Zhaohuan.

Su Zhaohuan looked at the girl who ran away with a flushed face, and handed her a pack of tissue paper.

"Wipe your sweat."

Lin Qiao brought over the handkerchief and held Su Zhaohuan's arm, "Let's go, sister Alan already gone?"

"No, she has something to do."

Su Zhaohuan didn't tell Alan at all.

He finally came out to be alone with Lin Qiao, so naturally he wouldn't let others get involved.

Su Zhaohuan asked, "How is it at school?"

"That's it," Lin Qiao said, "Anyway, I feel quite safe."

Lin Qiao, who is in adolescence, said that the so-called sense of security means that others cannot enter her world, and she cannot enter other people's inner world.

She is like a silkworm chrysalis, wrapping herself layer by layer with the spun silk, making it airtight.

Lin Qiao is now the only one who relaxes his guard is Su Zhaohuan, who is in the juvenile detention center through thick and thin.

Su Zhaohuan asked: "What about studying? Can you keep up?"

Lin Qiao stopped angrily and stared at him, "Brother, I finally came out to go shopping with you once, so don't disappoint me, okay?"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it, what do you want to eat? How about eating Haidilao?"

"it is good!"

Lin Qiao didn't want to mention study matters at all.

Because she never learned.

There is only more than a month until the final exam, and most of the courses have already reached the final review time, and she can't understand them at all.

At the beginning, I would listen carefully, and then I took the textbook to ask the teacher if I didn't understand.

But after a few times, she also found out that the teacher was perfunctory to her, a vicious circle, and she simply gave up.

Now when she is in class, she just sits in a daze in her seat, or reads novels borrowed from the bookstore next to the school.

Anyway, the teacher in class doesn't care about her.

Before the homework is handed in, it will take 10 minutes to copy the homework of the students who have studied well and hand it in.

In the previous monthly exam, with a total score of [-] points in seven subjects, she successfully ranked first from the bottom and grabbed the job from the bottom one.

These are the unhappy things in school.

Now that I have come out of school, I have to put all these troubles behind me.