After Marking Commander O, I was Forced to a Flash Marriage

Bai Yuxi lowered her eyelashes for a moment, glancing at Ren Qingqiu’s hand resting on her waist before calmly pushing it away.

After a brief pause, she said, “If the battleground you proposed is just like this, then it’s too conventional. It won’t give us any real advantage. Other students from different academies could easily draw the same conclusions.”

Ren Qingqiu rested her chin on her hand, smiling lightly. “Well, you can’t blame me. Jing Zhuo’s thought process is just that predictable, and the locations he suggests are equally uninspired. If you want to point fingers, blame him.”

“But, commander, you asked me to make a bet, and I’ve already done so. Isn’t it a bit cruel to make me work without any reward?” Ren Qingqiu began to negotiate.

Ignoring her, Bai Yuxi pulled out more materials. “I need to organize some documents for tomorrow’s meeting.”

Ren Qingqiu took a glance at the information regarding those cities and felt her scalp tingle, turning her gaze away. She sensed that organizing these detailed items would take more than a few hours.

With that thought, she quietly stood up and walked towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Bai Yuxi asked, still facing away from her.

Ren Qingqiu looked at a page in the material Bai Yuxi was flipping through, feeling her throat tighten. “Commander, Lin Zhimi and the others are saying in the group that they want to take a break. Since I’ve already placed my bets and have nothing else to do, I thought I might as well join them—”

Before she could finish, Bai Yuxi suddenly grabbed her.

Her tone was icy. “Sit down.”

“…” Ren Qingqiu obediently sat back down.

Bai Yuxi remained unyielding, holding her firmly while her other hand handed Ren Qingqiu a stack of materials as thick as a dictionary.

“…Oh my,” Ren Qingqiu lowered her head.

—I’m really going to be under her control.

Ren Qingqiu realized a profound truth.

—Marrying someone like Bai Yuxi is like taking on two jobs. It means your work remains work, your life becomes work, your job offers no freedom, and your life loses its freedom too…

What else can you do? You can only mourn in silence.

While they organized the materials, it wasn’t as if nothing happened. The students from the Southern Military Academy finally arrived in Andes Town today.

With that, the outcome of the first competition was settled.

This result was clearly unexpected for many—after all, the first place went to the Northern Military Academy!