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

  Jiang Mianmian raised his chin high, and he whispered in his heart that Chi Yu was really a scumbag.

  She is all about Xiao Qi, but Chi Yu uses her personal affairs to block her own words.

  Chi Yu squinted his eyes, his expression was not exaggerated, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was a dazzling mockery.

"Even though Ms. Jiang is still young, she is now the wife of a man. The wife of the Chief Zhan...This position is not easy to sit in. Whether you can sit still is not yet known. You should spend more time thinking about it when you are idle. On your own man, why bother about things that are out of your turn?"

  Mianmian took a deep breath.

  Chi Yu satirized her. She was not angry. The source of her anger was that Xiao Qi was so serious about him, but Chi Yu talked about her with an indifferent attitude.

   is like a sincere heart held by a girl.

   was smashed to the ground by his disdain.

  Mianmian is worthless from the bottom of my heart.

  ……

  Mianmian stared at him, and after a long time he spoke again.

  Her voice is very low, as if hiding a little smile: "You keep saying that you are just Xiao Qi's uncle, so since it is your uncle...why do you want to kiss her?"

  The color of Chi Yu's eyes is slightly heavy, but his face is calm: "Where did this come from, how could I kiss her?"

  Mianmian's shining eyes just stared at him in such a straightforward way, with a little contempt besides mockery.

  Chi Yu’s handsome face went down inch by inch.

  ……

  Mianmian pushed the door out.

  Chi Yu is loading garlic.

  But it’s useless to install garlic.

  The bystanders are clear.

  It was a long, long time ago...

  It was a summer night, and the weather was a bit sultry.

  The children did not go home until late at night. Xiao Qi slept in the car tiredly.

  It was Chi Yu who took her out of the car and carried her back to her boudoir.

  Mianmian watched Xiao Qi go back to the room and should leave, but she stayed for a few more seconds for some reason.

  She saw it.

  Chi Yu leaned over and kissed Gong Xiaoqi’s lips.

  An elder... Will he kiss his niece’s lips?

  ……

When Mianmian took the elevator downstairs, the driver sent by Chief Zhan to pick her up was already waiting outside.

  An unexpected visitor came to the bulletproof office building of the military area at that time.

  The uninvited guest is dressed in a light pink dress. She looks very young, she is a pretty and delicate girl.

  When Jiang Li was led into the office by the secretary, he felt a little more excited in his heart, and his cheeks were stained with two blushes.

   Chief Zhan is busy with office work, and the secretary whispered: "Chief, Miss Jiang has something important to ask you."

   Jiang Li waited nervously, his small heart plopped.

  She looked at him from a distance.

  The war chief was slightly lowering his jaw, his face was reading some emergency military documents seriously.

  This man...was so handsome.

   is like an artwork carved by God himself.

  He is much better than Zhan Qiyou. Although he belongs to the same family, Zhan Qiyou is just a bourgeoisie.

  Zhan Mu Qian is the king who can shine brightly even if he is submerged in a crowd of people.

   Jiang Li could not look away.

  There is no woman in the world. After seeing a man like Zhan Muqian, she can still be tempted by Zhan Qiyou.

  ……

  It took a long time for the head of war to close the document, and lightly raised his eyes to look at her.

   Jiang Li sweated his palms and called out timidly: "Second Uncle, you seem to be very busy, am I disturbing you..."

  Zhan Mu Qian had no expression on his face, and said "Yeah" without refuting it.

   "Something?"

  Jiang Li thinks that she is amazingly beautiful and high-profile, and she does not usually like to wear this kind of pink and tender dress like a little girl.

  It’s just her secret observation that after Jiang Mianmian married Zhan Muqian, her dress style occasionally changed a little, plus she wore a very pink dress on her birthday.

  So Jiang Li boldly guessed that Chief Zhan liked the little princess type of Jiao Didi.

   "Second uncle, it's... my mother asked me to come to you."

  She deliberately softened her voice, which was more loud and suspicious than Jiang Mianmian’s natural sheep voice.