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Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day CH 342

Author:A Boat of Dreams Category:urban Update time:2023-01-03 14:50:24

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Chapter 342: Xia Yu Was Bullied

Since Xia Wanyuan was fine, the old master was relieved.

After pulling Jun Shiling out to ask a few questions, he left the manor in peace.

“Mommy, does it hurt” Xiao Bao stood pitifully by the wheelchair and looked at Xia Wanyuans leg with a pained expression.

After watching for a while, Xiao Bao ran to Jun Shiling with his eyes wide open and punched him with his little fist.

“Daddy, you didnt protect Mommy well.

I dont like you anymore.”

Jun Shiling did not blame Xiao Bao, but picked him up and carried him on his lap.

“Mm, its my fault.”

“Its not your fathers fault.

I was careless and caused this.” Xia Wanyuan patted Xiao Baos head.

“Your father saved me.”

“Oh.” Xiao Bao nodded and turned around to hug Jun Shilings neck.

“Daddy, Ive wronged you.”

“Madam, Young Master Xia called yesterday to ask about your situation.

I told him that youll call back when you come back.” Uncle Wang finally saw Xia Wanyuan return safely.

He felt as if the rock in his heart had dropped.

“Okay, got it.

Ill call him later.” Xia Yu had been in the military for a while and it was time to call him.

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In the military district, Xia Yu was running on the runway with a thirty-kilogram sandbag on his back.

The early summer sunlight shone on the plastic runway and evaporated layers of heat.

Xia Yu ran circles on the runway.

Sweat seeped out of his hair, but he did not complain at all.

Instead, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

“Captain Wang, Im done with the twenty laps.

Can I go back and eat” After the twenty laps, Xia Yu dragged his heavy feet and walked towards Wang Hui, who was drinking tea leisurely with his legs crossed.

“No, twenty more rounds.

You took a shortcut just now.

Dont think I didnt see it.

We agreed on twenty rounds, so we have to you according to the largest round.” Wang Huis eyes were filled with smugness when he saw the sweat on Xia Yus face.

When Xia Yu had just entered, he already had a conflict with his teammates.

The person he had provoked was a relative of a certain military leader.

As Xia Yus captain, Wang Hui naturally received orders.

‘ Just dont torture him to death, but push him near it.

Over the past few days, Xia Yu had been given the heaviest missions and the most bitter training.

He couldnt even guarantee his sleep time.

Even the other members of the team couldnt stand it anymore and wanted to plead for Xia Yu.

However, in the end, they were punished together with Xia Yu.

In the end, no one dared to say anything.

“Dont go overboard!” Xia Yu had originally wanted to train himself more before signing up for the military.

He knew that Wang Hui was deliberately making things difficult for him.

However, he did not want to be kicked out halfway before he could even finish his training class, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

However, today, Wang Hui punished him for twenty laps because he did not greet Wang Hui when he saw Wang Hui.

After much difficulty, he was asked to run twenty laps again.

Xia Yus obedience made Wang Hui worse.

“You can choose not to run.

Anyway, if you dont want to graduate successfully, you dont need to run.” Wang Hui sneered.

Xia Yu took a deep breath and picked up the bag again.

He began to run around the track again.

“Tsk, this rich second-generation heir is quite tolerant.” Seeing Xia Yu stubbornly advance on the runway, Wang Hui scoffed.

“Lets see how long you can endure this.”

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