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

  Zhan Muqian was dressed in a black coat, with a faint blue tie buried deep, his already fair complexion looked like ice at this time, without the slightest temperature.

  When he came to visit such a shabby and gloomy military prison cell.

  Cotton is dying because it is too cold and thirsty.

   shrank in a corner of the concrete floor, shivering.

  She has almost no energy to speak, even to breathe.

  Zhan Muqian appeared in front of her, as if he was a savior.

  But there is no temperature in his eyes.

  Mianmian's voice is dry and dumb.

  However, she pulled the corners of her lips apart and smiled.

  "You are finally here, Chi Yu said, you will interrogate me yourself..."

Zhan Muqian was expressionless, staring at her, and asked indifferently, "Have you thought about it, are you ready to confess? You only need to tell the plan of the whole matter conspired by the judge surnamed Liang and the party behind them, and then tell them that they are hiding at the moment. I’m thinking about the relationship between husband and wife, and forgive you."

  The feeling of dripping water is panic.

  She felt that she would die at any time.

   But after Zhan Muqian said these words, she was already so desperate, and she did not hold any hope.

  But she couldn't escape her own heart. She was fragile, unpromising, and her eyes were red.

  The girl’s big eyes were filled with hopelessness.

  She smiled and said, "The love between husband and wife, Zhan Muqian, do we... really still have love?"

  Zhan Muqian did not respond.

She was blushing, panting, and she looked a little excited and said, "I don't know what they did, what plans they have, let alone where they hide, I don't know anything, you believe it, No matter if I don’t believe it, there is nothing I can do."

   After finishing speaking, she laughed at herself again, "But I think you won’t believe it 80% of the time, after all, even about the baby...you won’t believe that I am a victim."

   "Whatever you want, kill or pluck, it's up to you."

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian's eyes were cold.

  He suddenly squatted down in front of her. Such a tall and stalwart man, in such a dirty and unclean cell, dragged the hem of his clean coat to the ground and soiled himself.

  Fragile, helpless, dying girl, shrouded in the familiar aura of his body.

  Mianmian had no desire to survive, so she pulled the corners of her lips and laughed dryly.

  She just hopes that she will not die too ugly.

  It is always gratifying to leave a little dignity.

  Zhan Mu Qian has scarlet eyes.

  "Do you have to protect those tiger-wolf people who have nothing to do with you, Jiang Mianmian, why are you so stupid that you are still unwilling to wake up after being used by others."

   "I have given you the greatest degree of grace, as long as you are willing to say, I can not pursue your mistakes, stop making stubborn mistakes, eh?"

  Mianmian shook his head.

   "I don't, I really don't know anything, what do you want me to say?"

  Zhan Mu Qian frowned.

  He suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the girl's wrist.

  Two crisp beeps in succession.

  The girl's screams resounded in the gloomy cell——

  ……

  The high-ranking Mr. President.

   broke her hands.

  The sound of broken bones was clear and loud, and everyone around could hear it clearly and panicked.

  The girl slowly dropped her hands.

  The pain of a broken bone is like a broken heart.

  Mianmian stared at him with wide eyes.

  Small mouth opened slightly in surprise.

   "Collaborating with the enemy and treason, disrupting military discipline, Jiang Mianmian, your sins cannot be forgiven. I will give up your hands. From now on you will be a useless person and reflect on your life."