The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

Needless to say, Li Shengyuan, who had been secretly planning for Jiang Li to approach this general, was looking terribly awkward.

Jiang Mianmian was anxious beyond belief. She grasped onto the corner of Zhan Muqian’s shirt and pleaded in a low voice, “Uncle, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have offended someone more powerful than me. Be the bigger person here and spare me please…”

She was really dumb. Zhan Muqian would not need to lift a single finger if he had wanted to teach her a lesson. Why would he use marriage as a way to torment her?

In the eyes of the masses, Zhan Muqian’s gesture truly left everyone slack-jawed!

He caressed the young lady’s hair as if no one was around them. His expression was gentle and loving as his thin lips spouted the words clearly, “Be good, don’t make a scene.”

Zhan Muqian’s figure was imposing and tall. He was a head taller than Jiang Mianmian and it evoked the scene of a general that was high up in the air doting on an adorable cute girl seem like déjà vu.

But Jiang Mianmian only looked adorable on the outside… Her personality was like a leopard that knew how to hurt people.

Just when everyone was still stupefied by the scene before them, Zhan Muqian bent over slightly and spoke at a volume that only the lass before him could hear, “Do not spout nonsense, or your little sister and step-mother will treat you like a joke.”

Mianmian wrinkled her little nose at that.

It was true. If she were to loudly reject Zhan Muqian’s marriage proposal right now, she would definitely become the silliest laughing stock in Jincheng’s celebrity circle an hour later.

She had not reached the legal age anyway. Therefore, she still could not register to be married. At worst, she could just cooperate with him and act out this show for now…

When she thought about this, Jiang Mianmian’s attitude instantly changed. She wrapped her tiny arms around him and rebuked in a lovable and obedient manner, “Uncle Zhan, are we really going to get married? But I am still not ready…”

The President’s expression was extremely serious. He could not remember how many years it had been since he last saw this obedient, adorable and helpless-looking side of his eldest daughter.

Could it be that Mianmian truly liked Zhan Muqian?

No matter what this kid was up to, she would indeed be able to redeem her reputation if she married Zhan Muqian. She was only 18 years old. To have her innocence ruined like that, along with her bad reputation, no one knew how she would be able to move forward in life after that.

The president sighed. “Mianmian, you are already old enough. Dad will respect your desires. But you need to consider this carefully. Mr. Zhan and you are not of the same age. Marriage is not a child’s play…”

Jiang Mianmian could feel the anger in her heart. If pretending to marry Zhan Muqian meant that she could successfully leave the presidential palace, wasn’t that a great thing?

She stayed nestled next to Zhan Muqian’s side. “Dad, Uncle Zhan is 11 years older than me. But an older husband would know how to dote on someone. I like him. I want to be with him!”

…

Ten minutes later.

Mr. Zhan pulled Jiang Mianmian’s luggage with one hand and held her hand with the other as they stood in front of the car.

Just as the chauffeur was about to open the trunk, Jiang Mianmian took back her suitcase with a lightning move of the hand. She laughed like a little bad fox. “Uncle Zhan, I’m sorry for using you again. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance to in the future. I’ll be leaving first, muah!”

Just as she was about to run, the man behind her wrung her into the car like a rabbit.

The car door was slammed shut. Zhan Muqian took a step inside and held her jaw in the next second. “Use me? You wish,” he sneered.

Jiang Mianmian reached her hand out in hopes of opening the car door, only to be pulled into his embrace. With her soft bosom pressed against his chest, her breaths began to become frantic.

“Uncle, please calm down…”

There were no rifts nor changes on General Zhan’s handsome face. “If you do not want to be executed by me in the car, then sit obediently,” he said coldly.

Once he was done, he informed the chauffeur, “To the civil administration.”