Chapter 8 (1/2)

Hunting for a Delicious Wife (After) – Chapter 008

Chapter 008

Translator: zlizard

Grammar-n.a.z.i: Grammarly.com

Source: 第008章

Translation Draft: Pastebin

Once inside the airplane, Tang Xinlian was finally able to see her son.

“Mom!” Chengcheng dashed to her embrace, and then with a smiling face, excitedly said: “Is this airplane for real!? Uncle has an airplane!”

When Chengcheng had left the country, that was his first time traveling by airplane. And now, he was in a small private airplane. After all, for a small child, this was all a new experience.

Seeing how was lovely the little demon* (1), with that delightful expression and so openly wors.h.i.+p towards him.

“Time to take off, fasten your seat belt.”

Zhong Zhendong had ordered. Tang Xinlian wanted to hold her son but was embraced by Zhong Zhendong instead.

“You stay with me, Chengcheng has a dedicated attendant.”

Tang Xinlian was ordered to sit in the seat by the window, watching as Chen Chen was taken by another woman to a different seat and helped him fasten his seat belt.

“I’m afraid that Chengcheng won’t be comfortable with a stranger.” She worriedly said.

“What there is to be uncomfortable? Chengcheng is a strong boy* (2). At his age, I had already started to learn how to be independent. Moreover, I explicitly get him a babysitter, she is an expert. Chengcheng is in her care. As for you…” His face closened, rubbing her chin with his big hand and then raised her face, compelling her to look him in the eyes. To only then speak with an insidious tone: “You should first think on how to cool down your men temper.”

The s.e.xual implications were very clear. His eyes were engulfed in Flames, looking as if itching to devour her right away, making her heart shutter and whole face flush red.

Alas, he had already done that quite a few times, but her face still blushes. However, that is precisely what he loves about her. As bullying her was particularly exciting and get him burning with desire* (3).

The airplane taxied towards the airstrip and took off, das.h.i.+ng quickly through the clouds.

Once the red safety lights turned green, Chengcheng unlocked his seat belt and curiously explored the interior of the airplane, with his babysitter following close behind.

Tang Xinlian wanted to call her son, but she didn’t dare call. Because Zhong Zhendong clearly showed her that he wanted to monopolize her, not allowing her to use her son as a s.h.i.+eld to avoid him. She couldn’t hide from him.

Tang Xinlian could only helplessly watch her son and complain that once inside the airplane he had completely forgotten about his mother, not noticing the ply for rescue in her eyes.

In fact, the son couldn’t be

blamed, as after all Chengcheng was a primary school second-grade student* (4), a playful child and with strong curiosity. In which everything new was a flesh experience.

This private airplane and a regular pa.s.senger airplane were quite different, As the private airplane was more luxurious and ergonomic, having: three cabins, an independent kitchen, sound isolation, an exceptionally large luggage compartment, a built-in refrigerator, a mini bar, a coffee machine, a microwave oven and others devices were also available. Forcing Chengcheng to look stray in amus.e.m.e.nt, with a beautiful auntie by his side tenderly explaining things for him.

At Zhong Zhendong’s signal, the woman that was holding Chengcheng by the hand, amiable said: “Should I take the young master to the other cabin to play?”