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

  But he can’t protect her...

  He is so incompetent that he is not as good as waste...

  Even her beloved baby can’t protect her.

   can only watch her begging for perfection beside a beast.

  ……

  Mianmian waited for Gong Qiao’s mood to calm down a bit, so she found an excuse to say that she was tired and was going to go back to rest.

  In fact, after leaving the palace, she didn't know where she was going, so she wandered around and visited many places where she and Gong Qiao Xiaoqi used to haunt.

  When it was getting dark, she felt that she was too hungry.

   So I found a restaurant by myself, ordered a table of dishes, and had to feed myself before I could go back.

  She can no longer wrong herself.

  No matter what Zhan Muqian wants to do or how she wants to humiliate her to torture her, she can't wrong herself.

  …………

When Mianmian returned to the Presidential Palace, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

  As soon as she entered the door, she saw a servant nervously approaching her to spread a message.

   "Miss Jiang, your Excellency wants you to go to the restaurant."

  Mianmian took off his shoes at the entrance and put on a soft fur, his face was faint, and his tone was very flat, "I have eaten it."

The man said with trepidation, "Miss Jiang, let's go there. You haven't come back when it gets dark. Your Excellency looks unhappy. You asked the butler to call you several times, but no one answered them. With a face, everyone is very scared, but fortunately..."

  It seemed that the servant soon realized that he had lost his tongue and stopped talking.

  Mianmian chuckled and asked, "What's the good thing? Fortunately, Jiang Ranran coaxed him?"

  The servant lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes.

  Mianmian is really afraid of that man now.

  Although she didn't want to talk to him at all, she was afraid that if he got anxious, he would really stop Jiang Xun's ventilator or do anything more frantic.

  More is worse than less. She thinks that she used to be reprimanded at most restaurants in the past, not less meat.

  Mianmian quickly walked into the restaurant and stood at the door and whispered, "Is your Excellency looking for me?"

  Zhan Muqian and Jiang Ranran were sitting in two adjacent seats for a meal.

  Mianmian didn't want to look at them more, so she lowered her eyes.

  The man’s voice seemed to be quenched, “Is your phone broken, why can’t I get through?”

  Mianmian turned the phone out of her bag and glanced at it, and whispered, "It’s out of power."

  Zhan Mu Qian stood up fiercely, walked up to her in a stride, grabbed her mobile phone, and looked at it several times.

  Current mobile phones all look exactly the same, it is nothing more than the difference between the seven generations and eight generations. At first glance, it seems that there is no difference.

  Mianmian looked at him with a green face.

   Suddenly felt that he was like a naive adolescent boy.

She moved her lips and chuckled, "What are you looking for? Are you looking for the monitoring and positioning device in your mobile phone? Sorry, my mobile phone accidentally dropped into the toilet the other day and it was washed away by me. , I bought a new one."

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes sank, he squinted his eyes, and stared at her dangerously.

  Mianmian looked at him with such an angry look, completely convinced that he might slap her again at any time.

  But compared to watching him eat flat...she still feels quite happy.

  Zhan Mu Qianjun said disgust on his face, and threw the phone back into her hand.

   squinted his eyes, and the dangerous geology asked, "You have discovered that there is a monitoring program in your phone, huh?"