The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

Although Mianmian felt very shameless, he still smiled and said frankly, "If Mr. President sincerely does not want me to make a penny, no matter how hard I toss, it will be a waste of energy."

  Zhan Muqian suddenly leaned over and opened the bed skirt, took out a box from the concealment under the bed, and threw it directly on the bed.

  Mianmian took a closer look and found that...

   "Twenty thousand at a time."

  The girl stared at these things not far in front of her dumbfounded, her white face gradually becoming red from inch to inch.

  She looked incredulous when she raised her eyes to Zhan Muqian.

  Especially when I saw him with my own eyes, it seemed like a smile but not a smile, so I had time to spare, as if sincerely waiting to see her performance.

Mianmian’s lips trembled lightly, saying every word, “You are the president of a country at any rate, do you like to play this kind of thing secretly? You are so mean, and... What's the difference between the men in the world?"

  Mianmian is obviously more real, but Zhan Mu Qian is not smiling, not serious.

  He first glanced at her with a faint smile, waiting for her response.

   Seeing that she was motionless, she just stepped forward.

   "Shy? I'm not a stranger. What's so shy about."

  He smiled wickedly...

  ……

  Mianmian clenched his fists, biting his lips, and said nothing.

  For so many days, she has quietly tolerated, adjusted her mentality, let herself be as compliant as possible, and realigned herself in the bottom of her heart.

  After all, she is about to divorce. Now she is not the wife of the president or the wife of the chief executive. She is nothing. If Jiang Xun does not wake up all day, she is a helpless orphan.

  She can only endure, what Zhan Muqian wants, as long as it is not too much, she should follow.

  She hasn't been so angry for many days.

  However, at this moment, she clearly felt a fire burning in her chest.

  She felt that she was almost unable to bear it, and Zhan Muqian was really driving her crazy.

  She was dragged by him into the bathtub to get wet, and then went to change into a long nightgown.

  At this time, Zhan Muqian was holding the corner of her clothes in one hand, and that thing in the other...

  Mianmian took a deep breath, trying to bear it.

  But in the end, it was intolerable.

   Angrily lifted the box on the bed, crackled and rolled to the ground——

  She pushed Zhan Muqian's chest, and almost exhausted all her strength before pushing him out of bed.

   "You go, you go out, Zhan Muqian, you go quickly."

  The girl has a pale face, and there seems to be a fire hidden in her eyes.

   "I won't make any more, I can't make this money, you go out first, you go out quickly!"

  She can't stand it anymore.

  She was really afraid that Zhan Muqian would continue to sway in front of her, and she would fight him unbearably.

  The consequences after the conflict may involve Jiang Xun.

  She now only asks that Mu Qian can disappear before her eyes quickly.

  Zhan Muqian was pushed a few times vigorously by her, and finally got out of bed and stood still.

  He didn't force it, so he pulled at the corners of his thin lips, without much anger.

  "Don’t sell it anymore, then forget it. When you figure it out, you will naturally come to me."

  Cotton cotton dropped her chin slightly, bit her lip, and said nothing.

  Zhan Mu Qian walked out leisurely, walked to the door, and suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head slightly and said in a flat tone, "Tonight, you waited for me to take a bath. Although it is not very good, but it is hard work. I will give you five thousand hard work. I have no cash. On the account, don’t forget."