When she smiled with her eyes beaming, she was just like an alluring kitten.

After getting into the jeep, the curious baby’s eyes sparkled with fascination as she fondled the vehicle’s complex interior that was well modified. “What an impressive vehicle! Uncle, lemme drive this jeep one day.”

He looked resignedly at her as he took out the medical kit from the back.

Knocking the back of her head, he shot back, “You want to borrow this vehicle? Do you have a license?”

The wild thing cocked her brow ostentatiously. “No, but I have known how to drive for a while now and my driving skill is deadly superb. Uncle, teach me how to fly a plane one day!”

She could still remember that night when she crawled into that fighter jet… she was tempted for another experience again.

Stifling a snort, the man retorted, “You wanna fly a plane? Why, are you reaching for the sky?”

With a straight and stern face, the man suddenly reached out to tear at the dress’ hemline…

He did that to reduce any friction from the fabric that might aggravate her pain at the site of the wound.

The girl did not know that, of course. She jumped at the shrill sound of the tearing fabric that bolted into her ears. Staring with wide-eyed dismay, she cried out to him, “Uncle, what are you doing? Why are you creating a disturbance here? We’re still inside the compound of the presidential palace, and there are cameras and drones everywhere!”

He was at a loss for words, for once and vexed at her ignorance of his good intention.

His big palm tugged at her fair and tender small calves for a better look…

She blushed in embarrassment as she saw the man furrow his brows, and realized that her two lower limbs were now exposed unreservedly before the man.

…

The heat inside the jeep was for some reason increasing.

She twisted her body away uneasily and tried to move her calves away from him.

She was in danger of indecent exposure when the man suddenly raised her calves high up in the air…

Just when the little wild thing was awkwardly struggling against him, Zhan Muqian let go of her limbs out of the blue and added coldly, “I’m surprised you know how to feel embarrassed. It comes in white and with lace.”

“…” Jiang Mianmian glared at him as expletives were about to spill from her half-parted lips…

He actually saw what she was wearing underneath the gown and that was why he knew it was white and came with lace!

Ruffian! Old thug!

Flaring indignantly, she rolled her eyes at him. “I took this from your dressing room. Your place only had girly clothes, I would never have gone for lacy underwear!”

As the girl was grumbling, the general had already sped up the vehicle in another direction.

He wanted to help her to clean the wound at first. However, upon discovering that glass splinters had embedded inside the open wound, he decided to drive her to the hospital for professional treatment instead.

She realized that he was speeding along without a word and asked quizzically, “Uncle Zhan, why are you keeping silent?”

He maintained his sullen look and could not be bothered to reply her.

Looking at how she had bantered happily with him, he thought her injury was superficial.

Seeing the glass splinters embedded in her open wound was not expected at all!

Does she know pain at all?!

…

Jiang Mianmian did not know the sudden change to his mood. With nothing better to do, she decided to switch on the car stereo as she continued to marvel at the interior.

In her eyes, the vehicle was just too cool to be ignored. Even the roaring engine sounded proud and majestic in her ears.

There was a moment of silence when, suddenly, a thought flashed across her head. Didn’t the general just return from the military zone?

This meant that he was out to check her school work again.

She knew she had not memorized all the formulas yet…

Slumped against the back of the seat, she asked him lazily, “Uncle, can you adopt me if I can’t get into the university? I’ll follow you and join the military. What do you think?”

He knitted his brows tightly when he heard that. As he sped along, he gave her a sharp, condescending glance.

He replied sarcastically, “You being a soldier? What kind of soldier do you want to be; a sentry soldier to serve dishes, or a performing soldier providing entertainment to troops?”