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

In this case, Yan Sheng is naturally a little worried that Miaoyu’s character is rebellious, and she is almost at an age before puberty. If she can’t get along with herself, then the development of her relationship with Zhan Muqian will be another obstacle. .

  What's more, she has long heard of the legend that she raised a little niece against Zhan Muqian, so petted as the flesh on her cusp.

  In other words, conquering the niece of Zhan Muqian is probably as important as conquering the mother-in-law in a traditional emotional marriage.

  But after seeing Jiang Miaoyu with her own eyes, these doubts were not dispelled because of Jiang Miaoyu's cleverness and sensitivity, but made her more worried.

   And the direction of the focus has turned inexplicably in a strange direction...

  …………

  Miaoyu obediently took Yan Sheng to invite her into the restaurant of the Presidential Palace, and also took the initiative to introduce the background ability of the chef who is responsible for cooking tonight in the Palace.

  The cooking skills of the chefs of the Presidential Palace are overwhelmingly praised.

  Zhan Mu Qian saw the two people chatting a little too exaggeratedly.

  Especially Jiang Miaoyu...

  Yan Sheng is not a self-familiar temperament, but Miaoyu is pulling others to talk nonsense.

He couldn't stand it anymore and coughed lightly, "Jiang Miaoyu, I don't ask you to eat and sleep well, but you have to eat well when you eat. You keep talking and talking endlessly. How young is like It's like a tuberculosis."

Miaoyu pursed her lips and sneered at each other: "Isn’t she sneaking into it with you? Sister Yan Sheng is not an outsider. Who doesn’t know that you like to nag me all day long. She is a young man, but she nags like an old mother Talking."

  Miaoyu speaks like no one else, and doesn't save him face at all.

  Zhan Mu Qian naturally frowned unhappy.

  Fortunately, the dinner went on smoothly in a stable and harmonious environment...

  ……

  Zhan Muqian hadn't touched the prawns with lemon juice on Yan Sheng's dinner plate.

   asked politely and politely: "Yan Sheng, do you not eat seafood? Or is this shrimp cooked to your liking?"

Yan Sheng waved his hand quickly: "No, the French food tastes very good. The chef is an experienced French food master, but I can only blame the red wine lamb chops for the main course. I ate too much lamb. Pai, now there is no place for seafood in the stomach."

  Miaoyu is the favorite to eat shrimp and crab. Just as she was about to eat shrimp, she heard what Yan Sheng said.

  She subconsciously glanced at the empty lamb chops in front of her...

  Yan Sheng’s lamb chops still have a small piece left. She really ate the whole lamb chop.

  There is an inexplicable sour smell in the air...

  Miaoyu didn't know where the bad mood came from, and put the knife and fork down with a "pop", and then wiped his mouth, indicating that it was used up.

  Zhan Muqian did not touch the few prawns in front of her.

   could not help frowning, "What's the matter with you, isn't it your favorite shrimp? I'm still eating it? You don't usually have such a small appetite."

  Miaoyu secretly scolded him for daring to demolish his station.

  She pursed her small mouth and rolled her eyes, "I'm 70% full, but it's not too much to eat."

  Zhan Muqian puzzled: "Why don't you eat it? This shrimp is specially prepared to adjust the sauce according to your taste. The doctor said that your brain is stupid, and eating more seafood will help your brain develop."

   "..." Miaoyu was even more angry, "If you don't eat or eat, you won't eat, I don't bother to peel it!"

  Zhan Muqian: "..."

  Yan Sheng: "…………"

  【Three shifts. . . . . . . . . . 】