The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart - Chapter 28: How capable you are, little tortoise!

Chapter 28: How capable you are, little tortoise!

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The lass was sprawled out on the desk, feeling all sluggish.

Working on the maths exam papers already got her so tired her eyelids were practically glued shut, and by the time she moved onto the English papers, she wanted to rip those papers into shreds in her drowsy state!

She was so tired she could not even think at all!

Half-way through the English papers, she casually flipped through the pages, randomly picked answers to the multiple-choice questions, and filled in the letter ‘T’ to all the open-ended questions before turning in those papers.

Her results were beyond bad, anyway. So, she reckoned that Zhan Muqian would not be, in any way, surprised by her scores.

Alas, she never expected that this busy general would actually go through her papers…

Her drowsiness vanished in place of a guilty smile plastered on her face as she walked toward him. “Uncle Zhan, I know I scored terribly, but I truly did my best…”

The man’s dashing face was taut as he narrowed his eyes sternly at the several cartoon tortoises on the exam paper.

“What’s this?”

“This…” As she scratched her head, she lied through her teeth. “They’re cartoon characters that I came up with on the spot…”

The general suddenly stood up, his long finger pointed at the three alphabets beside the little tortoises. “Care to explain what ZMQ stands for?”

Standing at the side were the tutor and several domestic helpers, with bated breaths, trying hard to hold in their laughter.

Isn’t ZMQ the general’s initials? Trust Ms. Jiang to name the tortoise ZMQ! She’s truly fearless! Ha ha ha ha ha o(*≧▽≦)ツ!

If she had known that the man had nothing better to do than to go through her exam papers, she would never dare to draw these cute little tortoises on them!

From the looks of it, Mianmian knew she could not evade the issue and hence, she displayed her best behavior right away. Plastering a wretched smile to her face, she piteously cried, “I was wrong, Uncle. Can you let me off this time? I won’t dare to do this again…”

Zhan Muqian’s lips hooked up in a smirk.

He told the tutor to knock off first, and soon the domestic helpers left as well.

She waited anxiously for the man to deal with her, only to see him locking the study room’s door before approaching her and patting her on her face. “Are you secretly cursing at me? Hm?”

“N-No… I wouldn’t dare…” Her eyes roamed all over the place, looking like a sly vixen who was currently harboring bad intentions.

“How capable of you.” With a sudden grab and tug of her wrist, her soft body easily came sprawling forward all over the large study table—

SMACK!

He delivered a slap on the lass’ butt cheek and coldly sneered, “Baby tortoise!”

The abruptness of it sent her screaming instinctively. Before his slaps became any harsher, she hurriedly pleaded, “S-Stop it… U-Uncle… Uncle, I was wrong. I don’t dare to do it anymore. I really don’t…”

Only then did he release her.

She then straightened up and rubbed her little butt, feeling wretched and aggrieved.

In fact, the man had smacked her with hardly a tenth of his strength.

He was not truly enraged by that lass’ mischief; he merely wanted to scare her into becoming more obedient.

However, the little vixen pretended to be in pain and bitterly bit her lower lip. “How petty of you! I was only drawing for fun…”

With no intention of becoming softhearted toward her, he coldly ordered, “Re-do those two exam papers until you get passing grades. Should you be unable to pass them before dawn… your punishment is to copy those papers five hundred times!”

After he threw those words at her, he strode out of the study on those long legs of his.

Feeling aggrieved and indignant, she threw herself on the table and howled in anguish.

Not long after, an idea suddenly struck her and so, she swiftly snapped photos of the exam papers and forwarded them to Gong Qiao and Gong Xiaoqi.

…

At midnight.

When Zhan Muqian pushed open the study room’s door, the little thing was already asleep under the table lamp.