The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

Lu Yingshen had come out of G'an Department intact, but Song Yuqing was not so lucky.

As a colonel, ZF has extremely strict requirements on him. He can't lead by example, and even got involved with an underworld organization with Lu Yingshen. The important thing is that he has not been caught. Even if it is found out that Lu Yingshen is not involved with an underworld organization, he, the colonel, will still be punished. .

He was locked up for seven days.

Song Yuqing was very depressed inside.

Moreover, soldiers are locked up tightly, not like in a detention center. He is locked up at night and undergoes devil-style training during the day.

This was given to him by the old Army Commander Song, who said he was useless. He had been with Lu Yingshen for so long, but the people from the secret organization failed to catch him, and there was a terrorist attack. He still hadn't saved the little girl from the Yan family.

Song Yuqing was so wronged!

What he should do, what he can do, all done, okay?

Just hitting him with serious injuries and minor injuries will not punish him.

However, as a human being, Lu Yingshen relied on his sick and weak body, so no one punished him, but he, the one who was blamed, was covered in bruises and was punished in various ways.

"Colonel, it's only 11 kilometers. The old army commander ordered that you can't rest if you don't run to 30 kilometers." Song Yuqing's subordinate kindly reminded him.

Song Yuqing stood in the wild, with mmp all over his face, "I know!"

It's not that I can't run, but I'm so fucking tired.

Song Yuqing ran a few kilometers and rested for a while. He didn't seem like his real physical ability at all. His subordinates felt that he was pitiful. After all, he was a colonel.

But the old army commander had always been extremely strict with him, and no one dared to help him be lazy, so he could only sigh silently from the sidelines.

Song Yuqing relaxed his vigilance while his subordinates were guarding him, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and immediately logged into his WeChat to see if there was any news coming in.

Seeing that the WeChat panel was as quiet as a grave, he yelled, "Damn! You are so heartless!"

He still has injuries for her, and has been imprisoned for six days, yet Ding Weining hasn't sent a single message to greet him.

Really pissed off!

Song Yuqing snorted coldly, and before his subordinate came to his senses, he stuffed the mobile phone back into his pocket, then let out a sigh of relief, ran for more than ten kilometers, then continued training, went back to bed paralyzed from exhaustion, fell asleep, and never I don't want Ding Weining anymore.

At the same time, Ding's family, Ding Weining's situation is not good.

She rushed to the scene on the day of the terrorist attack, and was almost beaten to death by a member of the secret organization who was dying. It was Song Yuqing who blocked another shot for her.

Although Song Yuqing missed, the bullet passed by and he was still injured.

At that time, she saw Song Yuqing baring his teeth. He is a guy who is ruffian, but he is still a tough guy. It doesn't mean that the pain has reached a certain level, so he won't express himself.

She was very uncomfortable at that time, but it was a pity that Song Yuqing was taken away, and she didn't even have time to care about him.

In the end, she couldn't please her. The unscrupulous media came that day and took a picture of her, making up a false claim that she had something to do with a secret organization. Her two older brothers, who had long disliked her, used this to create momentum. She gave up the position she finally got in the company, and even sued her in front of her father. She was scolded by her father for a long time, took away her mobile phone, and locked her up at home.

Even the three meals a day are given to her by her mother.

She is not allowed to leave the room.

Mo Xiaoyun came to deliver dinner to Ding Weining, seeing that she was losing her appetite again, she hugged her distressedly,