The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart - Chapter 41: Continue kissing me until I’m satisfied.

Chapter 41: Continue kissing me until I’m satisfied.

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

He still wore a neutral look on his face, but his actions were clearly in line with this wayward and pretentious young lady.

His big and imposing body leaned down slightly to carry the lass who was crying over her hurt knees in a princess lift.

From beginning to end, Zhan Qiyou practically held his breath as he watched them from the side even though he could not bear to do so.

One was a little vixen whom he once had feelings for… and the other was his second uncle whom he respected the most.

Aside from being an outstanding elder in his entire family, the latter was an influential man of high status who was stationed in the military campsite all year-round. Hence, he was neither particularly close to him nor have any deep connections with this man.

His uncle could be said to have watched him grow up and that was all.

The kind of temper and disposition his uncle had… he more or less had an idea of, having heard many rumors about him and silently watching him for the past decade or so.

He understood this uncle of his.

It was not because of his high status that he refused to get close to women. Rather, he was afraid of becoming a cause for gossip because of women.

In his estimation, troubles and gossips were the true reasons for his revulsion of women.

The latter was an extremely impatient man.

Unless the woman was someone he greatly valued… not only would the woman be unable to catch his attention but she would also be unable to get close to him.

However, right now…

When that pair turned a blind eye to him as if he were dust, he keenly detected the vague smile and… indulgence in his uncle’s cold and good-looking eyes.

Indulgence.

The greatest love a man could give his woman was probably indulgence.

Moreover, from his uncle, a principled military officer.

…

Just as she wished, Mianmian was steadily carried up the stairs by the general.

Undisguised happiness was written all over her face, after things turned out the way she wished. She looked like a little fox whose tail was raised so high into the sky.

She looped her soft, feeble arms around his neck.

What happened next was a warm sensation at a corner of General Zhan’s lips.

It felt… soft and scorching.

Half-way up the stairs, she actually sneaked in a shy kiss at the corner of his lips with a pout of her own.

Despite the man remaining calm and collected on the exterior, his body temperature was soaring uncontrollably high—

…

Zhan Qiyou charged out of the villa and quickly strode to his car.

It was only when he slammed the car door shut that he realized that he had lost control of his emotions and was consumed by anger and jealousy.

After spending so much time with Jiang Mianmian… he knew very well that she was a rebel through and through, evident through her smoking, drinking, fighting and all other mischiefs!

She was also a socialite of ill-repute.

He had seen her drunk and wasted, punching people in her fury and even talking back to her father without any respect for her elders… but never had he seen her shy and gentle look.

Never!

His hands, that were gripping the steering wheel tightly, were trembling so hard as if he wished he could crush it into pieces in his hands.

The reason for his jealousy was unbeknownst to him.

Naturally, he could never win nor have the guts to snatch the woman his second uncle had set his eyes upon from him.

Who would ever dare to harbor thoughts on Zhan Muqian’s woman?

Besides, it was he who did not want her.

He knew he no longer had any feelings for her since long ago.

What else did she know besides throwing tantrums and hurling profanities?

Jiang Li, who was ever the elegant and generous lady, was the one right for him.

Still, he could not take it… when she kissed his uncle.

The sight of her flattering and shy look had him wishing he could resort to violence on that man who was carrying her!

…

In the bedroom.

General Zhan placed the lass down on the huge bed.

She was smugly grinning away, but as soon as her butt landed on the bed’s surface and she shifted her body, the man gripped her wrist tightly.

“What are you doing?” His action puzzled her.

His eyes narrowed as he flashed her a sinister smile. “Didn’t you want to kiss me? Go on, kiss me until I’m satisfied.”