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

  Zhan Mu Qian didn’t even look at her, only asked, “Where did you go today and what did you do?”

  Mianmian was taken aback, she was really speechless, her face was expressionless, "Isn't this my privacy? Your Excellency cares so much about what I do."

  The man has a stiff face, his eyes are completely darkened inch by inch.

  It was Jiang Ranran sitting on his lap, all panicked by his invisible eyes that could kill people.

It took a long time for him to speak slowly, "I feed you, and spend a high price on your father's life every month. It's reasonable and reasonable. Shouldn't you tell me where you went and what you did? Could it be you? Tell me to steal-people are your privacy?"

  Mianmian frowned, only sincerely thinking that this man should be deliberately picking things up.

She couldn't laugh or cry, "I only had the ligation operation yesterday, and you asked the doctor. The ligation operation requires at least one month of recovery. My wound has not been removed yet, even if I want to steal someone, my physical condition is not bad. No, do you think too much?"

  This woman's attitude is so tough and stubborn, making Jiang Ranran even more frightened.

  ……

  However, your handsome face is still cold, and there is no mood swing for a while.

  For a long time, he sneered disdainfully from his nose, “If you don’t say anything, don’t eat. Go back to your room and think about it behind closed doors. When will you figure it out and prepare to confess, and when will you have food.”

  Mianmian just now was thinking about what way he would come up with to force him to ask him, but when there was no answer, he heard something like this.

  She almost laughed out loud, but fortunately, she bit her lower lip in time. She probably didn't reveal any flaws.

  At this moment, she had to praise herself for her foresight.

  She ordered a table of dishes and almost ate it until she came back. Now even if she presses her neck to force her to eat, she is afraid that she will not be able to take a bite.

  Zhan Mu Qian obviously did not expect this.

  Mianmian stood in front of him, and nodded in a proper way, "Oh, got it, can I go upstairs?"

  "……"

After he finished speaking, Mianmian turned around and walked upstairs without waiting for him to answer.

   Jiang Mianmian's figure just disappeared around the corner.

   Jiang Ranran obviously felt that the man's body was stiff and straight, and Jun's face was not even warm.

   Without waiting for his order, Jiang Ranran had already gotten off his lap wittily, returned to his original seat, and continued to eat quietly.

  Zhan Mu Qian did not move his chopsticks again, but sat in silence for a while.

   soon got up and left.

  Jiang Ranran was a little bit disappointed, and when he was about to leave the restaurant, he weakly called out, "Your Excellency, you haven't finished this soup..."

  The answer to her was naturally a long silence.

  ……

  Mianmian became more aware that after returning to the room, he really ate too much tonight.

  She felt that her already weak stomach was a little difficult to digest.

  She rested for more than half an hour, but still did not sleep.

   Seeing that it was past nine o'clock, she had nothing to do, so she turned on the iPad and found a set of soothing yoga teaching videos, followed by practicing for a while.

  She has too few activities on weekdays. No wonder she feels uncomfortable everywhere.

  In the past, she was not like that. She used to be lively and active, seldom as lazy as she is now...

  She carefully practiced the basic movements of yoga and reached out to touch her belly.

  Hey, when will the food tonight be digested...