Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 516. Invitation [End of this volume]

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Four o'clock in the morning.

Shajian troops.

The whistle of emergency assembly blew in the huge base, and all the students who were waiting for selection hurriedly got up and went to gather downstairs.

In the hurried whistle, Ye Qianxiao walked leisurely beside the panicked and hurried team, all the way to the office building not far away.

In the office on the second floor, there are two lights on, both of which are busy people who get up early or stay up late.

Ye Qianxiao passed a brightly lit office with a dagger in his hand.

"Sister-in-law!"

Looking at the figure flashing by the door of the office, Lu Songkang couldn't help raising his voice and shouted.

Ye Qianxiao, who walked past the door, heard the sound, took two steps back, and stood by the door and looked inside.

"Huh?"

Ye Qianxiao raised her eyebrows.

Taking the table down, Lu Songkang got up from the chair and said excitedly: "There is a news, you must want to know."

Gu Shuang, who was working on documents, looked at him like a fool.

Ye Qianxiao said: "Say."

"Who..."

When Lu Songkang spoke, he almost forgot his name.

Ye Qianxiao is ready to leave.

Fortunately, Gu Shuang rescued the scene in time and said: "Mo Shangyun."

Lu Songkang clapped his hands, and Ma Lier said: "Yes, Mo Shangyun!"

Ye Qianxiao paused, she leaned back by the door and asked with interest: "What happened to her?"

Lu Songkang hurriedly said: "Didn't she go to Unit 907? Just the news that the new unit has just arrived. Last night, she announced that she would withdraw, complete the formalities in minutes, and leave overnight."

"Oh?"

Ye Qianxiao hooked her lips.

Seeing Ye Qianxiao's interest, Lu Songkang talked about Mo Shangyun's departure. It was roughly because she had a disagreement with the chief instructor Chen Yu. There was a big disturbance in the afternoon and she left in the evening.

There are not many things they can know, but when Mo Shangyun was arguing with Chen Yu, he must have known such a big thing that he poured a bucket of water on himself.

—It’s no secret.

After listening to Lu Songkang's words, Ye Qianxiao paused, and then said: "In two hours, call 907."

Lu Songkang was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Ask about Mo Shangyun's performance," Ye Qianxiao said slowly, "Said that we Shajian very much hope she can come, but unfortunately, they got ahead of her."

"May..."

As soon as Lu Songkang wanted to argue, he was pulled back into the chair by Gu Shuang.

Ye Qianxiao glanced at Gu Shuang, then walked past the door.

Lu Songkang looked at Gu Shuang strangely, "What's the matter?"

Isn’t it all, Mo Shangyun just left?

"She wants people in 907 to know what Mo Shangyun is like." Gu Shuang said through Ye Qianxiao's intentions.

"I'll go," Lu Songkang regained his senses and exclaimed, "When is Boss Ye so free?"

Gu Shuang raised his eyebrows without speaking.

Given Ye Qianxiao's care for Mo Shangyun, it's normal to do this kind of work.

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Beijing, Special Force X.

Five o'clock in the morning.

Mo Shangshuang, who was out for work, just came back from the car and heard the buzzing sound of the phone before he could turn off the phone.

He took out his cell phone and took a look. After seeing the remarks, he looked inexplicably solemn and then connected to the phone.

"Dad."

"Do you still know that I am your dad?"

Mo Cang's sudden question made Mo Shangshuang wonder how to answer the conversation.

He went out and didn't have memory loss. Why didn't he know who his father was?

"..."

Mo Shangshuang didn't speak wittily.

"Your sister was bullied." Mo Cang said a little annoyed, paused, and then said, "Now, in the name of Special Force X, call Chen Yu of 907 and ask about your sister's situation. ."

I glanced at the watch, Mo Shangshuang was taken aback, "Now?"

Mo Cang asked coldly: "Do you still have your sister in your eyes?"

Mo Shangshuang: "..."

Because of his identity, he couldn't support his daughter in an upright manner, so he went around and stared at him.

However, Mo Cang, who has been able to watch Mo Shangyun being trained by several masters without speaking, now has such a big fire, Mo Shangyun may have been wronged in 907.

Knowing Chen Yu's temper, Mo Shangshuang thought for a while, then compromised: "I'll go right away."

Mo Cang directly cut off the phone.

Mo Shangshuang put the phone away, parked the car, opened the door and walked down.

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The Flying Eagle Special Forces.

Six o'clock in the morning.

As the captain of the first squadron, Hu Yanyi heard the office phone ring as soon as he arrived at the office.

He walked over, glanced at the call, and connected the call.

"Speak." Hu Yanyi said.

"It's me."

Ruan Yan's voice rang on the phone.

Hu Yanyi glanced at the time displayed on the clock on the wall, then twisted his eyebrows slightly—calling so early is either a good thing or a bad thing.

Ruan Yan said: "Mo Shangyun just left 907 last night. If you want her, invite her now, maybe it's still too late."

Hu Yanyi paused slightly, ready to hang up.

At this moment, I heard Ruan Yan's voice again, "By the way, greet Troop 907."

"Hmm."

As soon as he answered, Hu Yanyi hung up.

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Ancheng, 21st Army, 202 Reconnaissance Battalion.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The office of the company commander of the second company.

Lang Yan, who received the 907 call, slowly recovered his consciousness.

The other party told Mo Shangyun to leave 907 in an official manner, but Lang Yan was a little impatient when he heard it, and asked bluntly: "When will our deputy company commander come back?"

"..." The other party spoke for a while, and then said, "I don't know, she is in the air force now, and I should ask there for the specific time."

Pause for a while, Lang Yan said kindly: "Thank you for being able to put our deputy company commander back. I thought she was so popular and you would keep her from leaving her."

He said it politely, with a little surprise at the right time, but he seemed to be ironicing the other party-why are you so blind and let go of such a sought-after person?

"..."

The other party didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a few hurried words, the other party quickly hung up the phone.

Lang Yan glanced at the phone, then immediately put it down, got up and walked outside.

They Mo Fulian is coming back!

Although the specific time has not been determined, it does not prevent him from going to the instructor to talk about it!

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East China Sea Fleet, Marine Corps.

Seven o'clock exactly.

"Knocking. Knocking. Knocking."

The door of Lu Jian's office was knocked.

Taking a sip of tea, Lu Jian glanced at the door, and then said: "Come in."

Soon, Mu Qixuan opened the door and walked in from outside with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?" Lu Jian gave him a weird look.

I don't know what's going on, today's Mu Qixuan... laughs, his hair is particularly creepy.

A certain distance away, Lu Jian could feel the coldness emanating from him.

Getting closer, Mu Qixuan smiled and asked: "Team Lu, can you help me?"

Lu Jian was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

Slightly squinted, Mu Qixuan paused and said: "Call the 907 troops, thank them for not delaying Mo Shangyun, and let her go according to her wishes."

Lu Jian raised his eyes in surprise.

Mo Shangyun left from Unit 907?

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The 907 unit, the base.

Chen Yu, who hadn't stopped all morning, hung up the phone angrily, and then unplugged the phone line angrily.

Since he came here at six o'clock, he has been answering the phone for more than an hour without stopping!

All calls are inseparable from a name-Mo Shangyun!

From Shajian to Special Forces X, to Special Forces Flying Eagles, and even to other Marines, there are people who call continuously, each of them who don’t know where they are practicing, they speak yin and yang strangely, obviously I couldn't pick out any mistakes, but every word of their words, even the tone of their words, was full of irony, as if they were laughing at him.

They have their own ways to laugh.

Either ask about Mo Shangyun’s performance, express regret for not getting Mo Shangyun, and express envy for 907 getting Mo Shangyun; or question 907’s harshness to Mo Shangyun, and praise Mo Shangyun by the way. There is nothing in the sky; either I would like to express my gratitude to 907, or even blatantly celebrate. Mo Shangyun’s departure is equivalent to giving them a chance...

If it weren't because these calls came from different departments in the north and south, and there was a gap between the military region and the service, he would suspect that these people had colluded and deliberately came to find fault!

However, even if they did not deliberately collude, just "finding the fault" has completely succeeded.

Chen Yu, who was scolded by the political commissar into the early hours of the morning, was aroused in anger shortly after opening his eyes.

If it weren't for restraint, he might have lifted the desk in front of him!

Too annoying!

Mo Shangyun was annoying when he was there, even if he left, he didn't have a time when he was happy!

Simply his nemesis!

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Air Force Base, Guest House.

Mo Shangyun, who rarely took a nap, didn't wake up until 6:30. After meeting Wu Jiu at 8 o'clock, he slowly got up and dressed neatly, and briefly combed his short hair.

Then I was bored and tidyed up the room. The bedding and various items were neatly arranged.

When the phone rang, she glanced at the time and found that half an hour had passed.

Walking to the table and picking up the phone, Mo Shangyun suddenly noticed an unexpected note flashing on the screen——【Yan Kao】.

Stunned, Mo Shangyun clicked to answer.

"Yeah?" Mo Shangyun asked suspiciously.

I turned off the phone when I called yesterday. Why did I call back so early?

Soon, Yan Tianxing’s familiar and **** voice came on the phone, "Have you rested?"

Vaguely, you can still hear the movement outside the door.

Mo Shangyun was startled and looked up at the door.

She didn't speak, but went straight to the door and pulled it open.

Sure enough, a familiar figure stood at the door.

The army training uniform, the straight posture, the handsome face, is still the enchanting villain, and every move is charmingly handsome.

Yan Tianxing lowered his head and smiled swiftly when he saw her. At that moment, it was enough to turn all sentient beings upside down.

When he tilted his head, Mo Shangyun asked, "How did you come?"

Yan Tianxing said: "Come here."

This kind of cold humor actually made Mo Shangyun laugh.

Yan Tianxing looked at her carefully.

When I was on land and sea, I finally fed her a little fatter, but after only two weeks, she lost weight again.

However, the style remains unchanged.

Mo Shangyun, who still looks open and confident, responds to everything still calmly.

He didn't see frustration and disappointment in her eyebrows, instead he saw the tolerance and peace that he had truly experienced.

Earlier, I heard about Mo Shangyun in 907 from Ji Zhou and Peng Yuqiu. She experienced some unpleasant things and had bad memories, but he never contacted her— Because what she experienced in 907 is nothing compared to what she has experienced in her entire life.

Mo Shangyun is not someone who will be defeated so easily.

Raising his hand, Yan Tianxing squeezed her cheek, and laughed in a low voice: "I heard that my little poor was being bullied, so I came here to take a look."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, reaching out to brush his hands away, only to see him bow his head, his deep eyes seemed to look into her.

She had a meal.

Then she heard Yan Tianxing say: "By the way, come and pick up a pie."

Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly and asked unclearly, "Where is the pie?"

Yan Tianxing said: "Ahead of me."

He was too direct, making Mo Shangyun a little unresponsive.

In memory, Yan Tianxing made it clear that he didn't want her to be his soldier.

Let her loose, help her adjust her collar, Yan Tianxing put his hand down, and then he said: "Comrade Mo Shangyun, CS9 officially invites you to come. Would you like to come to us?"

He was a certain distance away from her.

His tone is serious and serious.

Suddenly, Mo Shangyun remembered seeing Yan Tianxing for the first time in the reconnaissance camp.

At that time, he was dressed in military uniform and uniform, and his aura was strong, as if descending from the sky, like a god, blocking his way.

He wants her to go to the March assessment.

Tough attitude, superior, giving no room for rejection.

And now, he invites her to go to a place that belongs to him, and similarly, she perceives a certain distance.

CS9, the ninth special team, known as the ghost force.

But everyone calls it CS9.

After leaving 907, Mo Shangyun wanted to stay away from the special forces, but, amazingly, when Yan Tianxing sent the invitation, she was moved.

Just as she had never expected that she would agree to go to the March exam, now, she had never expected that she would be so ready to move.

For a moment, Mo Shangyun asked as he did in the beginning: "Will you avenge your personal revenge?"

"Yes."

Yan Tianxing is straightforward.

"Will it be unkind?"

"Yes."

Mo Shangyun raised his head, looked directly at Yan Tianxing's sight, and said every word: "I'll go."

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[1]

This volume is finally finished, please chick.

Tomorrow, your [Bear Boy·Mo] will be online soon.

[2]

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Starting at 0:00 on June 17 and ending at 24:00, all girls with a fan value of more than 8000, as long as they comment on [呱唧呱唧] in the comment area, they will be rewarded with 30 Xiaoxiang coins.

In addition, come to a special floor: the 100th floor of the last floor, a free ink pocket watch. [Require Genuine Readers]

[3]

Readers from the book city, please pay attention to the comment area around 0:00. I will post a book review at that time. You can step on the stairs below and you will get an ink-ink makeup mirror on the 100th floor. [Required to be a genuine reader, if the 100th floor is not, push it to the back. If it's less than the 100th floor in a day, just assume that I haven't said. 】

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