Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

In the vast restaurant, the man sitting in the chair was restless and irritable, smoking one cigarette after another. Sister Min, standing behind him, did not dare to say anything. After all, she knew how irritable her master was.

"Sister Min!" Wu Meng suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "You're a woman, and you can speak Mandarin, so go and coax her!"

"Young Master!" Minjie said with difficulty, "Madam is not familiar with me, I'm afraid it would be a waste of time for her to go."

"It's alright, it can't get any worse than it is now!"

Forced into a situation.

Min Jie gritted her teeth and knocked on the bedroom door, not expecting anyone to answer. She glanced at the young master who was nervously guarding the door, and Wu Meng gestured for her to open the door and go in.

Min nodded and opened the door.

"Madam, I am the villa's housekeeper, Sister Min. The young master sent me to help you get dressed!"

The person on the bed was motionless.

She slowly approached and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Madam, shall I pull down the covers and help you change into your pajamas?"

She reached out and her fingertips touched something hot. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled the blanket off her head.

Upon seeing the person lying there, Sister Min gasped. My God, she was so beautiful! Exquisite features, delicate skin as white as snow, long, straight, thick, black hair, and raven eyelashes like butterfly wings, gently covering her delicate eyes.

She was exquisite in every way, with a face only the size of a palm, like a fairy who had fallen to earth, pure and beautiful. However, the ambiguous bluish-purple marks all over her body added a touch of brokenness and melancholy to her beauty.

Hey!

Even when sober, a girl like that would be hard to control, let alone the young master who had drunk those things.

A man full of vigor and strength could snap a person's neck in one go; he would surely torture someone terribly, and even she felt sorry for him.

"Madam!" Min called out tentatively again, but the person on the bed still did not respond. Feeling even more uneasy, she reached out and touched her forehead again.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed. "Madam, Madam..."

Hearing something amiss from inside, the man waiting at the door rushed in. "What's wrong?"

"Young Master, Madam seems to have a fever!"

"Go and call the doctor!"

Wu Meng took two steps to the bedside, touched her forehead with his large hand, and the stinging pain in his heart intensified.

"Zhenzhen... good Zhenzhen... I was wrong... please don't be angry, okay!" He felt sorry for her and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head to kiss the top of her head.

He had to admit that this girl had completely entered his heart. Even though they had only known each other for a day and a night, he knew very well that he wanted her no matter what, even if it meant murder or arson.

When the doctor came over and saw the girl in the arms of the ruthless deputy commander, he was also surprised. The girl was clearly not Burmese. Her beauty was indescribable. Her eyes were closed, and she looked sickly, which made people feel a little pity for her.

"Vice Commander, please put the patient on the bed first so I can examine him!" the female doctor said awkwardly.

"Just look at her! She has a fever!" The scoundrel refused to let go, and the doctor, not daring to provoke this man, could only go over to examine her.

"She's too weak, has low blood sugar, and the fever is mainly due to a cold. However, the patient doesn't seem to be in good spirits..."

The doctor carefully chose her words, trying to be tactful and subtle. The woman in her early forties could tell at a glance that the girl and the deputy commander had an unusual relationship.

This is Myanmar. It's not surprising that anything can happen in the homes of these top elites. Besides, this is the deputy commander of the Southern Military Region, who actually holds the reins of power. He earned his status through his own efforts. What's so strange about him bringing back a pretty girl?

Wu Meng felt a lump in his throat, unable to speak, "Prescribe her medicine! Also, get her some nutritional injections, she refuses to eat!"

The doctor was only stunned for a second, then nodded and left without saying anything more.

"Young Master!" Minjie was about to say something when Wu Meng raised his hand to interrupt her, "Minjie, I'm not going to listen to any more advice, you can leave!"

The bedroom returned to silence. Wu Meng looked down at the girl in his arms, barely breathing, feeling a mix of annoyance, frustration, and heartache. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Zhenzhen, you want to starve to death? No way! I have plenty of ways to do it!"

After he finished speaking, he felt like he couldn't catch his breath, his thin lips trembled slightly, and he held her against the headboard, "I won't let go, so give up on that idea!"

……

A man at the pinnacle of power cannot stay at home with women every day. Even the deputy commander had to reluctantly go to the military headquarters after enduring three days of this.

The old commander got angry as soon as he saw this scoundrel, and with a long face, he said, "Deputy Commander, you have quite the airs. I was even preparing to personally visit you to invite you, sir!"

Wu Meng swaggered in, crossed his long legs, and sat down opposite the old commander. "Hey Commander," he said, "you don't even keep an eye on your son this closely. I work my ass off all year, and I only get a few days off. Is this really necessary?"

"Hmph!" The old commander didn't even lift his eyelids. "If I had a son, would I need a bastard like you to choke me?"

"Isn't that settled? You're counting on me to take care of you in your old age, so while you're at it, treat me well. I'll find you a high-end nursing home and get you two nice old ladies, how about that?"

The unruly subordinates fiddled with the jade ruyi on the old commander's desk, displaying a thuggish air.

"With a ticking time bomb like you in the military, how am I supposed to live to retirement?"

"Look at what you're saying," Wu Meng pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "With me here, who would dare to touch you?"

The old commander was too lazy to argue with him. "The military government is investigating a batch of unidentified weapons that have entered the country these past two days. You better keep your tails hidden. If you slip up, I won't protect you."

Wu Meng leisurely took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it into the ashtray on the table. "You didn't take a single penny less when it came time to divide the money!"

"That's what you gave me as a token of your respect!"

The young subordinate raised an eyebrow. "Then you'd better remember to include me, your eldest son, in your will!"

"Is your father about to be released from prison? You better behave yourself these days. If you two team up to screw me over, I'll have to have a way out."

"Don't worry about it. If I were to scam someone, it would be someone like Lao Bai who's making a profit. Your paltry sum is nothing to me! Besides, all of this stuff you have is what I earned. Why would I ask for it back? I'm leaving!"

After saying this, Wu Meng smiled meaningfully, turned and left. But at the door, he turned back, picked up the jade ruyi scepter on the commander's table, and said, "You wouldn't appreciate this thing anyway; I'm taking it home to please my wife!"

"Wu Meng!" The old commander slammed his teacup down on the table in anger. "You covet everything I have! This was a gift from the general, I haven't even had a chance to enjoy it yet!"

“You don’t understand this stuff anyway. I’ll have Sister Mana get you two pretty girls later. That’s more cost-effective than this!” Wu Meng said as he walked.

"Then don't forget!" the old commander shouted at the door, his neck stiff, "Send it to my house!"

"Okay, just prepare the medicine!" Wu Meng's rough voice came from the hallway.