Jiang Mianmian could feel the man's body beneath her going slightly stiff. She was excited for half a second before she saw his usually rigid face. "Get down, and sit properly!" He commanded with a stern voice.
"…"
"Jiang Mianmian."
"Here!"
The girl did not have any intention to be obedient as she was subconsciously unafraid of him. She batted her eyes like an enchanting vixen, yet there was some apprehension secretly concealed in her heart.
She grabbed his throat with her fair hands while gently rubbing against his body with evil intentions.
There was no sign of change on Zhan Muqian's face. Just as Jiang Mianmian thought that he would go along with her unscrupulous behavior, she felt a harsh press against her hips—
Not even a second later, she was pinned against the seat in a kneeling position by the man.
"Hiss…" Every joint in her body was pressed down by him with adequate force, rendering her motionless.
Such a position left her feeling a little humiliated. Could it be that this general wanted to taste her in such a manner?
It had been voluntary on her part last night. However, she was just kidding about it today. She was not actually willing to be held by him in a car…
Zhan Muqian did not touch her body one bit. He only interrogated coldly from behind. "You love to provoke me, huh?"
"No, I wouldn't dare to…." Jiang Mianmian felt that it was best for her to admit defeat at a time like this. She softened her tone and spoke in a fine voice, "Uncle Zhan, I was just kidding around. Please release me. The driver is still seated at the front, doing this could ruin your grand image of being disciplined and abstinent…"
Mianmian quickly regained her freedom, finally learning to feign obedience as she withdrew into the corner.
With impatience lingering on his face, the man informed the driver coldly, "To the presidential palace."
She widened her eyes at that, reacting fiercely at his request. "You are sending me back to the presidential palace? No, I will not go back!"
The man's unapproachable expression did not show a hint of sympathy in his eyes. "Not going home when it is already three in the morning, are you planning to continue drinking? Do you want to head down to the detention center again?"
The lady, who was barely docile for two seconds, was now back to being a fretful leopard. She reached out and pulled at the car's door handle. "Whatever it is, I am not going back! Uncle Zhan, please let me out!"
The door was locked shut. The little leopard shifted her quick-witted eyes around. She stood up all of a sudden as she tried to climb into the driver's seat to hit the power switch to the door lock.
Zhan Muqian's face fiercely darkened as he grabbed the woman into his embrace with his terrifying strength. "Do you not want to live?"
The leopard in his embrace held up her claws. "I am grateful that you bailed me out, but I am not returning to the presidential palace! Please let me go and let me out of the car!"
…
Jiang Mianmian did not expect that Zhan Muqian would bring her troublesome self back to the military training site.
Entering the front door, she examined her surroundings curiously.
It was the place the general lived in…
Jiang Mianmian squinted her eyes. "Uncle Zhan… Isn't it inconvenient… To bring me back to where you stay?…"
Zhan Muqian did not spare her a glance. "The guest room is the first room on your right." With that, he walked straight into his study room.
The wild cat had been through a lot the entire day. After taking a bath in the bathroom, she wormed her way onto the bed in the guestroom and fell into a deep slumber.
…
Jiang Mianmian had a dream. In it, there was someone using something wet and cold to wipe the wound at the tip of her nose. It was a thrilling pain.
She subconsciously hummed and turned over to lay down.
As she was in an unfamiliar place, she was awake at dawn.
Just as she sat up from her bed, she was shocked to find a man sitting on the couch not that far away from her.
"Uncle, why didn't you sleep?"
She was sure that she had locked the door to the guest room. This strange uncle could not have sat here for an entire night, right?
Zhan Muqian picked up his porcelain cup and took a sip, his eyes laced with dubious ridicule. "This is my bedroom, Miss Jiang. Are you not able to tell the difference between your left and your right?… Or did you decide that you wanted me to have you once again?