Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

Lu Xin stood out and shouted, "Quiet! Let's listen to Ye Jian and not get involved in this matter. The instructor treats Ye Jian well because of her outstanding performance. Are you all going to jump to conclusions from insignificant evidence just because Ye Ying says something?"

Xia Jinyuan heard all the voices on Ye Jian's side. His gaze turned dark. Fortunately, the little fox had some saying power in her class. If not, Ye Zhifan's daughter might have succeeded in framing her.

Xia Jinyuan glanced coldly at Ye Ying and sneered.

Sigh. Ye Zhifan's daughter shouldn't have humiliated a soldier. That was what made Ye Jian lose her temper.

Little Fox was able to come this far because she had help from the military unit. Uncle Gen was a Class A Master Sergeant. Principal Chen was a world-class sniper. They groomed her personally and raised her to who she was today.

The military unit also provided her with many things. She treated the military unit as her home. The soldiers in the unit were her family. She might now know the soldiers in the chemical defense regiment but she recognized the uniforms they were wearing.

Ye Ying humiliated her family. No wonder Little Fox couldn't let her go.

Little Fox was a clever person. If she wanted to take care of someone, she wouldn't act personally. She would exert pressure on the person until he sought his own death.

Xia Jinyuan didn't plan to leave now. He looked at the instructor who was pursing his lips. His expression didn't change. He was angry but he remained calm and logical. He knew that he mustn't act rashly. It might cause a bigger misunderstanding.

The instructor was looking at Ye Jian. He was surprised that she knew his merits.

"What about the instructor and I? Why aren't you speaking now? Is there nothing else you can say? Do you admit that you're talking nonsense?" Ye Jian remained in her position. She stood elegantly in front of the panicking Ye Ying. There were no emotions in her eyes as she looked at Ye Ying intently. "If you can continue talking, I'll listen to you."

Ye Ying knew that she must continue. However, she couldn't talk about Ye Jian liking the instructor anymore. Her classmates were all furious at her. She needed to change her method. Many thoughts ran through her mind. Ye Ying blinked. She knew what to say.

She clutched her chest. Her face was pale. She looked as though she would faint at any moment. She stammered, "Ye Jian, don't force me. Don't force me."

"If you didn't appear, nothing would have happened. You said you don't like the instructor but what about him? Are you sure that he doesn't like you? Can you swear to that? I'm not the only one that noticed how he treats you differently!"

Ye Ying started struggling frantically like a man who was drowning. She was unwilling to accept defeat. This emotion, as well as her jealousy towards Ye Jian, kept her from bowing down to Ye Jian.

She was Ye Ying, the person who could scold Ye Jian anytime she wanted. Her mother told her that Ye Jian was just a strand of grass. No one would care about her. How can such an insignificant person rise above her?