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My Young Husband Is A Future General

After Ji Lan was reborn, the first thing she did when she woke up was to look for her husband, He Yi, whom she married when she was young. In her previous life, she had gotten to know He Yi after she got divorced. He was a general in the empire who was rich and powerful. He treated her lovingly and meticulously, warming her broken heart from her previous marriage. Unfortunately, they had only been in love for a brief ten years before he passed away. To be given the chance to redo it all over again, Ji Lan made up her mind to love him properly when they were both still young and give each other a good start. However… when Ji Lan finally arrived at He Yi's hometown and saw that handsome but vicious hooligan, she was stunned. He Yi had never told her what kind of life he lived in the past! Ji Lan's heart ached. She ignored his defenses and softened the coldness in him, swearing to make sure that he would live the same good life in his previous life as soon as possible. He Yi was flustered and embarrassed by her flirting, but he still had to pretend to be harsh as he pushed her against the wall. "Stay away from me. If you provoke me again, you'll be in danger, understand?" Ji Lan originally thought that the two of them were destined to love each other only in their forties. She did not expect that one day, she would see He Yi block the scumbag who teased her in the alley, his tone cold and murderous. "That's my woman. How dare you touch her? Do you have a death wish?"

Lolita · 综合
分數不夠
40 Chs

Since She Wants to Play, We’ll Play With Her

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

"My name is Yang Mei, codename The Angel. I'm very rich. Do you want to come with me? I'll pay you one million yuan a month. How about it?" Yang Mei's body was burning. She came to the underground boxing ring to seek excitement.

Her husband had a short penis, and he could not satisfy her needs at all. Since it was a family marriage, it was not good for her to get a divorce.

"A million yuan? Who are you talking to?"

A female voice suddenly appeared behind He Yi. Soon, Ji Lan walked past He Yi and looked at Yang Mei. "Auntie? Why are you looking at him?"

Ji Lan did not expect that it would be such a coincidence. Just as she went to open the door, He Yi met the female fighter that Hei San introduced to them just now.

When she saw that He Yi had bumped into someone, she did not come out immediately because she wanted to watch the show. However, when she listened carefully, she realized that something was wrong. Was this woman trying to seduce He Yi? Why did not she see whose man this was!

He Yi could not help but want to laugh. Yang Mei had taken good care of herself, but the wrinkles on her face revealed the fact that she was no longer young. It was indeed correct to call her auntie.

"What auntie? Do you know how to be polite? Didn't your parents teach you how to be polite?"

Yang Mei choked. She turned her head to curse but was stunned by Ji Lan's looks and figure, and her eyes were filled with jealousy.

"Did I say something wrong? Auntie, don't take advantage of your seniority and stare at my man," Ji Lan sneered.

"You'd better show me some respect. You aren't satisfied with the men here, are you? Don't stare at my man's penis! Be careful or I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"What did you say? Could you repeat it!" Yang Mei was so furious that she was breathing heavily, and it seemed like fire was going to shoot out of her eyes. "Little girl, can your tiny body withstand the torment of this handsome guy? Don't die on the bed when he f*cks you."

"You're strong, but you're about to lose ten games in a round, aren't you? Why aren't you preparing yourself for it? Don't get f*cked to death by five men in the boxing ring later. I'll laugh myself to death."

Since Yang Mei provoked Ji Lan first, then she could not blame Ji Lan for talking rudely to her.

"What did you say? Let me tell you, my husband is Huang Youcai. You better be careful. If you make me angry, I'll get my husband to hire someone to rape you before killing you." Yang Mei was fuming and started shouting without caring about anything else.

"Okay, do you want me to get someone to bring him here so that he can see you being f*cked to death?" Ji Lan laughed.

"How dare you!" Yang Mei was furious.

"Why not?" Ji Lan snorted coldly.

"Alright, let's go. The match is about to start." After He Yi heard them, he forcefully pulled Ji Lan, who was in a rage, out of the room before the two of them became more and more ridiculous.

Hei San had heard about this from his men who were patrolling the area. He was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. He was afraid that Ji Lan would blame him for this, so he left everything behind and hurried to the surveillance room.

In the surveillance room, Ji Lan's face was cold. He Yi narrowed his eyes as he rubbed his right index finger and thumb. Those who were familiar with He Yi knew that this was how he behaved when he was furious.

Upon seeing Hei San enter the surveillance room, the two of them looked at him at the same time, and Hei San felt a chill run down his spine.

"How are we going to deal with Yang Mei's matter?"

"How much do you know about Huang Youcai?" Ji Lan leaned lazily against the back of her chair. Her eyes were cold, making it hard for Hei San to look her in the eyes.

"Huang Youcai's father is Huang Chaosheng, the former richest man in the neighboring province. Unfortunately, after his death, the Huang family began to go downhill. Now, they are barely still in the upper-class circle."

Hei San had plenty of information. After all, Yang Mei was being f*cked in his boxing gym. He was afraid that something would happen, so he had to investigate thoroughly to protect himself from the Huang family.

Ji Lan's gaze was fixed on Yang Mei's face on the monitor, and a hint of wickedness flashed in her eyes.

"Get someone to capture Huang Youcai. Since Yang Mei wants to play games with us, we'll play with her. We have an extra chair here..."

"Yes, I'll do it now."

Hei San nodded and left the room. He was beginning to look forward to the development of the matter.