The Confinement of the Chief Conductor, the Wife-Controller

What kind of storm will be set off when the youngest marshal Qian Ling is reborn in the body of the emaciated, incompetent and mysterious Wei Ziqian? "I'm very low-key, really low-key!" Standing at the lowest starting point again, Wei Ziqian kept repeating these words. It's just... Day 1 "On this playground, one lap is 2,000 meters, 50 laps. You must stop when you finish running!" The chief officer administered physical punishment in front of everyone. When she finished her run, and then throughout the freshman circle, she became famous! The next day "Your performance yesterday was very surprising. A D student is no longer suitable for you. I will charter you as a C student!" Among the only four A students in the school, the student president, known as the King of Popularity, extended an olive branch to her. When she refused, she became a thorn in the side of many people in the school and, naturally, became famous throughout the school. Day 3 ... Wei Ziqian felt that she was really keeping a low profile, she almost didn't bury herself in the soil, so what else could she do? When the identity of this life is gradually revealed, when friends and enemies from the previous life are reunited, the invisible enemy reaches out again. How will Wei Ziqian respond this time? Who was going to tell her why he was so repulsive to male animals that came close to her, a man she thought was a rival and an old enemy in her previous life? If you don't understand, just throw away the gun. Doesn't the gun cost money? Highlights The white and slender jade-like fingers gradually moved downward from Wei Ziqian's angry eyes, slid across her red lips, and suddenly dropped to her slender neck. The fingers tightened slightly, and said in a low and dangerous voice: "Ling, if I don't find out, will you never tell me your identity? Just like you did before, run away from me?" Wei Ziqian turned his head coldly, and said in a cool voice: "Hmph, my death is just what you want, isn't it? If I knew you were such a pervert, you wouldn't even leave a corpse. Don't you know how to put it in the grave? You actually stole my... Ahem, the corpse of the previous life!" The man came closer to her, breathing hot breath on her neck. One hand was still clasping her neck, and the other hand slipped down to her straight military uniform waist, and he clasped it into his arms. He said sinisterly: "Everything about you belongs to me, and no one can touch it except me! My Ling, you only belong to me, only to me! If someone dares to touch you, I will not kill him, but I will make his life worse than death! No matter... Male or female!"