Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 175 The Overbearing Rich Woman's Forced Love

Upon hearing that the "dislike value" had been credited to her account, Jiang Moli thought to herself, "That's more like it."

Her man shouldn't be shown to outsiders for nothing.

Then she thought again, once she returned to her original world, she wondered who would end up with this man, and a strange tightness appeared in her chest.

While she was still in a daze, Lu Cheng, his upper body still wet, had already climbed out of the river and came straight to her.

"Don't be angry, let me touch you."

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Lu Cheng assumed she was still angry and coaxed her in a low voice.

Tighten your waist and abdomen to make your abdominal muscles look more beautiful and defined.

He took her hand and placed it on his abs.

The smooth and firm texture feels like fine, warm jade; when gently pressed, it is remarkably elastic and resilient.

"Are you calmer now?"

Lu Cheng's doting tone was tinged with a hint of restraint and panting.

His abdomen was a sensitive area, and being touched by his wife's soft, boneless hands was practically an invitation for him to commit a crime.

Noticing the changes in his body, Jiang Moli reluctantly withdrew her hand.

He scoffed, "Put your clothes on."

"it is good."

Seeing him neatly put on his shirt, Jiang Moli said again, "You're not allowed to take off your clothes in public anymore."

"Okay," Lu Cheng replied with a smile.

Despite being inherently arrogant and aloof, he was happy to listen to his wife and be controlled by her.

As the sun set, only a dim, yellowish glow remained on the horizon.

Lu Cheng lit the fire and glanced back at Jiang Moli, who was busy stuffing fish into bamboo tubes. Her eyes, reddened by the firelight, rippled with tenderness.

The food was good tonight: two wild crucian carp about two fingers wide, a tilapia about the size of an adult's palm, and a small bucket of mantis shrimp.

The wild crucian carp is gutted, stuffed with scallions and garlic, then rubbed with salt and drizzled with lard. No extra water is needed; it is simply placed in a bamboo tube and roasted near a fire.

Shrimp and tilapia are simple to cook; just skewer them on thin bamboo sticks and grill them.

Brush oil while baking to make it crispy and fragrant.

Before long, the shrimp meat was grilled until it curled up, turned tender and white, and sizzled.

Sprinkle with fine salt, thirteen-spice powder, MSG, and chili powder, and an enticing aroma will immediately fill the air.

Jiang Moli tried a piece herself first. The roasted shrimp meat was a bit tough, but it was very chewy and had a unique flavor.

"Feed me one."

Jiang Moli handed over the whole skewer of grilled shrimp.

Lu Cheng didn't take it, but just kept opening his mouth, saying, "Feed me."

Jiang Moli glanced at him, then used a bamboo skewer to feed him a piece of shrimp tail meat.

After eating, Lu Cheng still wasn't satisfied. "It's delicious, feed me another one."

Jiang Moli said, "You can take it and eat it yourself."

"I want to eat what you feed me, and make it taste better, ah."

The man's playful and coquettish manner was completely different from his usual calm and abstinent self.

Even the strongest man has a vulnerable side, a side that longs to be loved.

Just like the soft belly of a tiger or lion, it is only revealed to those closest to it.

After eating the shrimp, Jiang Moli used bamboo leaves dipped in oil to coat the tilapia.

Lu Cheng patted her arm: "Look, the stars are out."

Jiang Moli looked up, and as the sky darkened, the twinkling stars appeared.

Each one is as beautiful as a diamond set in a dark gray curtain.

Looking at the stars, Jiang Moli said, "I have a question for you."

"You ask."

Jiang Moli pointed to the brightest star, "If I came from that star, and one day I wanted to go back there, would you be willing to come with me?"

"Yes."

Seeing her surprise, Lu Cheng smiled and said, "As a husband, isn't it only natural for me to accompany my wife back to her parents' home? Is there even a need to ask?"

He paused for a moment, then added, "I wasn't there when you went back to your parents' home last time. I'll make it up to you when I go back on my next vacation."

Jiang Moli nodded, but secretly she was pondering something. Perhaps she should just bring the man back to her world.

Anyway, he said he was willing to accompany her back to her parents' home.

As for the fact that once you go back to your parents' home, you can't come back, so who cares? You're already on her turf, what can she do if you don't want to live with her?
The thought of experiencing a domineering rich woman's forced love in her lifetime makes her inexplicably excited.

"System, system, can I bring the people here back to my world?"

"No." The system's rejection was cold and ruthless.

"Could you send my family from my original world over here?"

"cannot."

"If you can't do this, and you can't do that, what use are you?"

System: "Host, once you complete the mission and receive the 1 million reward, you'll return to your original world. You'll have as many men as you want; why give up the whole forest for one tree?"

"I like this one the most."

System: "So you're not going back to your original world?"

"That's not the case."

After eating and drinking their fill, Lu Cheng fetched water to put out the fire, and he and Jiang Moli happily returned to their unit.

On the way, Jiang Moli brought up the topic of going home, saying, "I'll go back after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lu Cheng: "Okay, if there's time, I'll take you to Kuncheng in advance so you can explore the city and stay overnight before leaving."

Jiang Moli nodded.

Although there are still two weeks until the Mid-Autumn Festival, the melancholy of parting silently permeates the two of them.

Back at the guesthouse, I washed up quickly and went to bed.

When I woke up the next day, the members of the cultural troupe had already left, and the guesthouse returned to its former tranquility.

Tang Xiaoyue and Fang Huixiang gave Jiang Moli a long and eloquent presentation of last night's program schedule, and also gossiped about Yang Liqiong.

Tang Xiaoyue: "Deputy Director Yang is beautiful, dances well, and holds a high position. I just don't know why she's not married yet. I heard she's already 26."

In this day and age, let alone young women, even young men who are 26 and still unmarried will be the subject of gossip.

Fang Huixiang: "With Deputy Regiment Commander Yang being so outstanding, he definitely needs to find an equally outstanding partner."

"But most women of similar age and status are already married. She can't possibly marry someone who's been divorced, can she?"

Jiang Moli said, "It doesn't necessarily have to be an old man. You can find a younger one, a handsome young man in his early twenties. They're very appealing."

Tang Xiaoyue said, "Won't people gossip about that?"

Jiang Moli: "If men can date young girls, why can't women date young men?"

That seems to make sense.

……

"Teacher Jiang? Teacher Jiang?"

Jiang Qing snapped out of her daze and met Feng Meihua's disapproving gaze.

Feng Meihua slammed her hand on the table twice. "Pay attention during the meeting!"

Jiang Qing pursed her lips and remained silent.

Feng Meihua then said to her, "Teacher Jiang, tell me about the situation in your class."

Jiang Qing agreed, "Most of the students in the class are doing quite well. They follow classroom rules and complete their homework on time. However, there are a few who are not very obedient, especially Han Zixuan. He not only leads the bullying of other students, but also often causes trouble in class. I plan to make a home visit during the holiday."

The teachers in the office all turned to look at Feng Meihua.

Han Zixuan is Feng Meihua's son.

The situations Jiang Qing described do indeed exist.

Jiang Qing could only speak to Feng Meihua privately; to publicly name Han Zixuan like that was to show no respect to Feng Meihua whatsoever.

If a principal can't even manage his own child, how can he manage the entire school's teachers and students?

That's all for today's meeting. Meeting adjourned.

All the teachers in the office could tell that Feng Meihua had left in anger.

Jiang Qing didn't care; in fact, she felt quite pleased.

Ever since she made a public apology, Feng Meihua has looked down on her, giving her the cold shoulder and disdain at every turn.

She wasn't afraid that Feng Meihua would make things difficult for her.

Worst case scenario, I’ll just quit!

(End of this chapter)