The Chief Commander’s Obsessive Love: His Wife Under Lock and Key

What kind of storm will erupt when Qian Ling, the youngest marshal, is reborn in the body of Wei Ziqian, a frail young woman with a mysterious background, no family connections, and no abilities? “I’m keeping a low profile. Really, I am!” Starting over from the very bottom, Wei Ziqian keeps repeating those words. Only... [Day One] “This field is two thousand meters around. Run fifty laps, and you’re not allowed to stop until you’re done!” In front of everyone, the head instructor ordered her to undergo physical punishment. When she finished running, she became famous among the new students! [Day Two] “Your performance yesterday was impressive. You’re too good for a D-level student, so I’m granting you special permission to join the C-level class!” The student council president, one of the school’s only four A-level students and known as its most popular heartthrob, held out an olive branch to her. When she turned him down, she became a thorn in the side of half the school. Before long, she was famous across the whole place. [Day Three] Wei Ziqian felt she was already keeping a very low profile. She was practically trying to bury herself in the ground. What more did people want from her? As her identity in this life gradually comes to light, as she reunites with friends and sworn enemies from her previous life, and as an unseen enemy reaches out once again, how will Wei Ziqian face the challenge this time? The man who had seemed like her rival in her previous life: why is he so hostile toward any male who gets close to her? He pulls the trigger at the drop of a hat. Does he think bullets grow on trees? [A Sneak Peek] A long, pale finger, as smooth as jade, moved down from Wei Ziqian’s eyes, widened with anger, glided over her red lips, then came to rest at her slender neck. The fingers tightened slightly as he said in a low, dangerous voice, “Ling, if I hadn’t found out, would you have kept your identity from me forever? Would you have run away from me again, just like before?” Wei Ziqian turned her head away coldly and snapped, “Hmph! Wouldn’t my death have suited you just fine? If I’d known you were this twisted, I wouldn’t even have left my corpse behind. Haven’t you heard that the dead should be laid to rest? You even stole my... ahem, my corpse from my previous life!” The man moved closer, his hot breath brushing her neck. One hand remained clasped around her throat while the other slid down to the waist of her neat military uniform, then abruptly pulled her into his arms. In a chilling voice, he said, “Everything about you belongs to me. No one else is allowed to touch you! My Ling, you belong only to me! If anyone dares lay a finger on you, I won’t kill them, but I’ll make them wish they were dead, no matter whether they’re a man or a woman!”