Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her!

On the way to the Shooting Department, Gu Qingjiu couldn’t quite control her vexed emotions.

She shouldn’t be feeling so rash.

But in front of He Niancheng, it was like an instinct that she couldn’t control.

Of course, she didn’t want to compare He Niancheng with a scumbag like Su Lingche. But…

When she was together with Su Lingche in her previous lifetime, she had never felt her face blush and her heart race before, nor did she feel shy.

Whenever she was facing Su Lingche, other than fondness, she only felt a bland calmness.

They naturally become a couple back then.

Not like her and He Niancheng.

However, there was no way Su Lingche could compare up to He Niancheng.

Su Lingche was a trauma that she didn’t wish to ever recall, whereas He Niancheng was a ray of sunshine in her life.

Because she had never felt this way before, there was an intense desire in her to tightly hold on to him whenever he was around.

The Shooting Department was located near the military university’s library and occupied a large area on campus. Hence for Gu Qingjiu to walk over there, it would take half an hour.

But there were public bikes everywhere on campus. Gu Qingjiu hopped onto one and after around ten minutes, she arrived at the Shooting Department to report.

The Shooting Department was an individual unit, and like the other departments, it had its own building.

More accurately speaking, it was a shooting range.

It was a building that stood alone.

There were eleven stories in total, and the second to the ninth story was only occupied by shooting ranges.

The first story was like an ordinary office lobby.

But at that moment, there weren’t many people around.

Because of the revolving glass doors at the entrance, Gu Qingjiu could roughly see what was going on inside from outside.

She pushed open the transparent revolving glass doors and entered, and saw that there was only a girl wearing an ordinary office attire inside.

She was seated at a reception counter, and her sitting posture was perfectly straight, something one might expect in a military school.

Upon seeing Gu Qingjiu enter, she took the initiative to ask, “Classmate, is something the matter?”

As Gu Qingjiu was wearing the standard military uniform, she naturally could tell Gu Qingjiu’s identity at one glance.

Gu Qingjiu walked towards her. “Hello, I am Gu Qingjiu. I’m a first-year student who just transferred from a local troop. My specialization is Computer Science and Technology, Class D.”

Gu Qingjiu reported her information in detail, and that girl instantly looked enlightened.

“So you’re Gu Qingjiu. I’ve been waiting for you.”

As she spoke, she reached under her counter and retrieved a form. “Instructor Xiong said you would be reporting these two days, and he had asked me to prepare these for you. Fill up this form first. After you’re done, I’ll make a call to the Vice-Commander of the Shooting Department and ask him to bring you up.”

Gu Qingjiu nodded and took the form—which asked for basic particulars—from her.

Gu Qingjiu had filled such forms countless times, so she was very used to this.

The girl handed her a pen, and she quietly filled in the form at the counter.

While she was filling in the form, that lady was sizing her up.

Although Gu Qingjiu’s reputation might not have spread to other places, the Shooting Department had long heard of her.

This first-year shooting genius who had newly transferred over was the biggest hope of their military university in this upcoming shooting competition.

Such high expectations naturally made everyone in the Shooting Department extremely curious.

This good-looking girl had a quiet demeanor as she filled in the form; especially that skin of hers—it was so fair that it gave off a glow.

One wasn’t allowed to wear any makeup in the military school. After comparing Gu Qingjiu’s tone of complexion to her own, that girl looked depressed.