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

  Ginger cotton cotton helps the forehead.

  From the bottom of my heart, I felt that the title godmother abruptly called her ten years old.

  She was almost full, wiped her mouth with a tissue, smiled and waved at the little boy: "Chenchen baby, come here to my sister."

  Chenchen obediently walked to her side, picked up the quilt, and placed it on her lap.

   "Chenchen, you still don't call me godmother, call me sister."

  The child stared at her blankly, and asked in a perplexing manner: "Why, don't Miss Sister like Chenchen?"

  Mianmian was puzzled for a moment. The child Chenchen was so well-behaved and sensible in front of her, as if he was still a little cautious to please.

  It felt like...she was the new stepmother Chenchen had just taken office, and he was cautiously facing his stepmother.

  But he is only four years old...

Mianmian felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she touched Chenchen's little head, "Of course not, my sister likes you very much, but...well, do you know how old your mother is this year?"

  The little boy replied gruffly: "My mother is 26 years old this year."

  Mianmian smiled and said, "But I'm only 18 years old, and I'm not yet the age suitable to be your godmother, so Chenchen should still call me my sister."

  The little boy nodded obediently, but his little face was clearly at a loss.

  Mianmian hugged him and coaxed patiently: "Chenchen, you seem to have something on your mind, are there kids in the kindergarten bullying you?"

  Chenchen is a boy, but because he is too young, he is still soft and hasn't opened long. He is like a soft pillow in his arms, very comfortable.

  His big eyes were full of worry, he hesitated for a long time, slowly raised his two chubby little arms, and carefully hugged Mianmian's neck.

   "Sister..."

"Ok?"

Chenchen's nasal voice was in a crying voice: "Godfather said that my sister is his wife and will live with him in the future. My sister's foot hurts and she is in a bad mood. If her sister has been in a bad mood and doesn't like me, then I won’t be able to come and play with my godfather in the future, because my godfather’s wife will be unhappy..."

  Mian Mian's heart was shaken, she could not imagine Zhan Muqian would say such serious things to a child.

   "This... is this what your godfather said himself?"

   "Yeah." Chenchen nodded pitifully, obviously afraid that he would fall out of favor in front of the "godfather's wife".

  Mianmian has a headache...

  Zhan Muqian, is this the meaning of spreading words to her through the child?

  Establish her position as the main room, and clear the relationship with Ruan Qingtong? !

  Naive old man, pig!

  Mianmian coaxed the children for a while, and the two played until the afternoon.

  She didn't go back to the room to take a nap until Chenchen was taken by the housekeeper to have a snack.

  ……

   Seven o'clock in the evening.

Chief Zhan and the child Ruan Jingchen sat at the table with big eyes and small eyes, but Jiang Mianmian refused to go downstairs to eat.

   went up and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

  Zhan Muqian asked a few words and knew that Chenchen had said all that was to be said.

  He narrowed his eyes and smiled, and reached out his hand to pass his mobile phone to Chenchen, "Hey, tell your godmother to go downstairs to eat."

  Chenchen stared at the WeChat screen. He was illiterate and could only speak.

  ……

   Meow.

  Mianmian, lying sideways, hears the WeChat reminder tone.

  Zhan Muqian voiced her.

  She frowned impatiently and opened it, but there was a soft milky voice:

   "Sister, are you hungry? My godfather and I are waiting for you to eat."